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Heiming Mountain.

This place is the headquarters of the Ming Fire Sect.

The mountain is pitch-black, with few trees, and the strange rocks are rugged, forming many terrifying shapes.

Inside the chilly great hall, bluish-green flames burned within the four bronze beast heads. Eight armchairs were symmetrically arranged, two rows to the left and right beneath the throne.

Of course, the first armchair on the right is now vacant, unoccupied; it belonged to the one once known as Lie Yanzi.

"Sect Hierarch, are we just going to let this matter slide?" the red-robed elder Lie Wuxia, with a white beard, who previously had stopped Yi Chen from ascending the mountain, roared at Yin Tianyin angrily.

"What else can we do, do you want to go or should I?"

"Yi Chengzi is a genius that comes once in a millennium, even if I called upon my great-uncle, we couldn't do anything to him. Why don't you, Lie Wuxia, give it a try?" Yin Tianyin retorted with a cold laugh.

To prevent a blow to morale, he still did not mention the incident of his great-uncle coughing up blood.
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"Enough, the decision to negotiate with Hidden Dragon Temple was made jointly by great-uncle and myself, and it is final. The matter for today is that our Ming Fire Sect needs to make some changes," he said.

"I propose that, starting today, the second Ming Fire Hall will merge with the first; all books and all resources will be shared. If we cannot focus our resources to cultivate a master who could make Yi Chengzi wary, once great-uncle passes away, our Ming Fire Sect will sooner or later become a vassal to the Hidden Dragon Temple."

"What does everyone think?"

Yin Tianyin dropped a bombshell, making everyone's faces dramatically change. The people of Ming Hall had smiles on their faces, while those of Fire Hall looked gloomy.

With the halls merging, especially at a critical time following the death of the Fire Hall's head elder, Lie Yanzi, and with resources concentrated in one place, would his Fire Hall still have a say in how to use these resources?

"I agree, the division of the two halls is a chronic issue of our sect. To prevent internal friction and mutual hindrance within our sect, it is imperative to merge the two halls at this critical moment."

"Indeed, the merging will benefit our sect and the disciples alike, I also agree."

The two elders from Ming Hall immediately voiced their support upon hearing this.

"I object!"

"This so-called merger is in fact a takeover," Lie Wuxia stood up again, his eyes nearly bursting with rage.

Yin Tianyin's expression darkened, and he swung his palm.

A large hand, formed from a dark mist, suddenly struck out and sent Lie Wuxia flying onto the ground. He rose abruptly and said, "Does anyone else oppose?"

The aura of someone at the seventh peak level of the True Person Realm instantly filled the hall, causing even his hair and beard to flutter slightly.

How could Yin Tianyin not know of Lie Yanzi's wild ambitions over the years? But due to the volatile situation, a split was inevitable.

Thus, he had always bided his time.

Now he had finally been granted this heaven-sent opportunity.

With justice on his side, Lie Yanzi dead, and a godsend opportunity at hand, failure to act would result in misfortune. The Ming Fire Sect had long suffered from discordant voices; it was time for only one voice to speak.

"You…" Lie Wuxia, clutching his face in disbelief, hadn't expected the normally tepid Yin Tianyin to have such a domineering side. Momentarily enlightened and filled with resentment, he lowered his head.

The other elders of Fire Hall were rendered speechless, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"Since no one else has objections, then it is decided," Yin Tianyin announced.

"Furthermore, as long as Yi Chengzi of Hidden Dragon Temple stands unchallenged, no one from our sect is allowed to provoke anyone from Hidden Dragon Temple. Should anyone engage in subterfuge behind the scenes, do not blame me for cleaning house without sibling sentiment," Yin Tianyin declared, sweeping his gaze across the room, finally fixing it on Lie Wuxia as he spoke in a stern voice.

After finishing his speech, he swept his sleeve and left the great hall.

"Elder Six, we should focus on the greater good. A mere vendetta for slaughtering a brother is trivial," one of the Ming Hall elders, who did not get along with Lie Wuxia, walked up to him with a smile filled with schadenfreude.

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Dadu's Bai Xiao Building.

Bai Xiao Building is located in the bustling area of Dadu, towering ninety-nine stories high, reaching into the clouds. Practitioners wearing peculiar tokens flitted in and out like workers in a beehive.

At the top of the building, a beautiful girl dressed in red quietly arranged documents while the master of Bai Xiao Building, True Person Yue Shuhua with his three eyes, casually drank Spiritual Tea, cradling a purple clay pot that he had nurtured for nearly a hundred years.

True Person Yue Shuhua, a powerful figure with one foot already stepping into the True Monarch Realm.

There were also rumors that he had already entered the realm of True Monarch, but he had denied this thrice every time. He hadn't left the Bai Xiao Building for many years and hadn't shown his hand, so his true strength remained unknown to all.

A red stamp resembling a finger mark was present between Yue Shuhua's brows.

It was left there during a battle to the death with an arch-enemy in his past. Although he killed that adversary in the fight, he was also hit on the forehead with a finger. Had his foundation not been solid and had he not narrowly won, his head would have burst open.

Nevertheless, the overwhelming finger force of his enemy left this red mark in the middle of his forehead.

As a reminder to himself to avoid danger, True Person Yue kept the finger mark and earned the prestigious name of the Three-Eyed True Person.

"Master, the draft list for this year's Dragon Tiger Ranking has been completed; please review it," a young man dressed in black armor placed a document next to Yue Shuhua and respectfully said with a bow.

"Ah, Xiao Cui, how many times have I said that I am the vice-master, vice-master, do you understand? The real master is in retreat in the Secret Realm; don't call me that next time." Yue Shuhua said with a smiling face, rubbing his plump cheeks, appearing very approachable.

Upon hearing these words, the red-dressed girl nearby, with ears sharp as a sprite, couldn't help but curl her lips.