I wonder if this time, Zuoqiu Ying will wisely choose to return the power of the Butian Sect to me...
With a flick of his sleeve robe, Xu Xing instantly left the market and hurried towards the Butian Sect's encampment.
The transfer of power is far from as simple as imagined.
He wouldn't allow a "Taishang Huang" to remain over his head after he returned to the Butian Sect.
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「Half a day later.」
North Wilderness, Butian Sect's base.
Xu Xing stopped his escaping light, looking down at this sect which was beginning to take shape. Then, with a shake of his sleeve robe, he sent a talismanic message into the base.
Now, he was a Nascent Soul Saint Monarch. No matter which sect he was in, he would be a respected guest, let alone in the sect he himself had founded.
To take over the power of the Butian Sect, all he needed to do was walk in openly and honorably; there was no need to resort to any sinister means, especially against his own wife.
