A catastrophe had ended just like that, as if it had all been a dream.
The members of the Sect wept with joy.
Baili Jiansan, who had just made breakthroughs through five minor realms, finally relaxed his taut nerves. He gazed into the distance at the earth and sky, muttering to himself, "As long as you're back, as long as you're back!"
The disciples of his generation, including the three Peak Masters and Wen Yuqing, were either dead or far away.
If he were not the Sect Leader, and the only practitioner of King Tao, he would have left long ago.
Now, seeing that a group of young people had grown up, Baili Jiansan was very relieved. He decided to lay down the burden of being the Sect Leader.
"Are you willing to inherit the position of Wuji Sect Master?" Baili Jiansan looked at Chen Pingping.
"..."
"What's wrong? Do you want to disappoint your little junior sister's nurturing of you?" Baili Jiansan raised an eyebrow.
