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Although this daughter of the Sect Master was only born in his later years and she was only about 20 years old, she was still the only descendant of the Sect Master.
Only his daughter had the right to inherit the legacy that the old Sect Master had painstakingly built after overcoming all obstacles in his way. Anyone who coveted the Sect Master's position was a scoundrel with a wild ambition!
However, the power of this branch was extremely weak because almost all the elders of this branch had gone through the most difficult period of the Blackheaven Sect's history. Almost all of them had followed the old Sect Master and fought their way up. Therefore, all of them had hidden injuries from their old injuries. Their cultivation and combat strength had been greatly damaged, and they did not have much combat strength left …
This was especially true for Elder Wanxiang. He was the master of the old Sect Master, Leng Wanpo. When Leng Wanpo was young, Elder Wanxiang had single-handedly dealt with dozens of top powerhouses from various major sects in order to save him from a life-and-death battle. He was left with several devastating hidden injuries that caused him to suffer from qi deviation during his cultivation and almost lose all his skills. Until now, this Blackheaven Sect's Grand Elder no longer had any deterrence other than his face.
"Xue 'er, why are you only back now? Where have you been all these days …? "
When Leng Qianxue returned to the Blackheaven Sect on a dark and windy night, Elder Wanxiang heaved a huge sigh of relief. "Do you know how worried we were these days? We thought Bai Xuan and his gang had secretly kidnapped you. "
Elder Wanxiang was an extremely haggard old man. He had been plagued with an old illness for many years and had suffered from qi deviation during his cultivation. Almost all of his essence, qi, and spirit had disappeared.
From his appearance, this old man could be described as "skinny as a match." There was only a piece of dry old skin left on his outstretched arm. Wrinkles crisscrossed, and no flesh could be seen.
"Grandfather … I'm sorry to have made you worry." Leng Qianxue's eyes reddened when she saw this old man. This old man was her father's master. Not only did he teach her father to be a talent, but he also played a vital role in her growth. He had truly dedicated his life to the Leng Clan and was the Leng Clan's great benefactor. It was not an exaggeration to say that the Leng Clan owed him a great debt of gratitude.
"It's good that you're back. It's good that you're back. Good girl … Don't worry. Even if we have to risk our lives, we won't let that greedy bastard Bai Xuan inherit the position! You're the one who ruined the Mystic Sky Sect. The position of the Mystic Sky Sect's Sect Master is yours. No one can take it away from you! "
"Yes, Grandpa, I know …" Leng Qianxue gently hugged the skinny old man. This Grand Elder had worried about the Xuantian Sect all his life. When he was old, he didn't even have a few days of peace and happiness. He still had to work hard to fight for the position of Sect Master for her.
"Alright, you've been on the move for the past few days. Go and have a good rest. I'll discuss with the other old men what to do next … Songying, come and escort the young lady back to rest. "
Following the old man's soft call, a muscular young man walked over and bowed respectfully. "Yes, Grandmaster."
Su Songying was the old Sect Master's third disciple. After the old Sect Master passed away, the other five disciples betrayed him and sided with Bai Xuan. Only the third disciple stood firmly on the Leng Clan's side and supported Leng Qianxue to inherit the position. He was one of the few reliable young disciples.
"Senior Brother Su, I'll have to trouble you." Leng Qianxue nodded and patted the old elder's back. She then turned and walked back to her room. She had been running back and forth between Black Mist Valley and the Blackheaven Sect for the past few days. She was starting to feel tired.
"Little Sister Xue 'er, where have you been these past few days? Grandmaster and the others were really worried about you. "Su Songying followed behind Leng Qianxue and asked softly with a smile.
As the old Sect Master's disciple, Su Songying could be said to be one of the few people who grew up with Leng Qianxue. She had a very good relationship with this little junior sister.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just went for a walk to relax …" Walking to a relatively secluded place, Leng Qianxue smiled slightly and answered softly. However, as soon as her voice fell, she felt a sharp pain in her neck. Her vision turned black, and in an instant, she fainted.
"Senior Brother Su, you …" Before she could finish, Leng Qianxue had completely fainted. The last thing she saw was Su Songying's cold smile, filled with endless indifference.
After a long time, Leng Qianxue finally woke up from her coma. She could not help but murmur softly when she felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. She wanted to reach behind her head to rub it, but as soon as she moved her hand, she was stunned by a strong sense of restraint. Her mind instantly woke up.
When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was tied up in an ice-cold prison cell. In front of her, Su Songying was looking at her carefully with a smile on her face. "Xue 'er, you're awake."
Leng Qianxue stared blankly at Su Songying for a while as the memories in her mind gradually cleared.
Behind him stood a few Blackheaven Sect disciples with surging auras. Most importantly, they were the ones who supported Bai Xuan to become the Sect Master of the Blackheaven Sect.
"Su Songying! My father treated you well, but you betrayed him! "
As soon as she saw this scene, how could Leng Qianxue not understand exactly what had happened before her eyes? She instantly grunted coldly, and a wisp of anger appeared on her face. "I never expected that even you would have been bought over by that fellow, Bai Xuan!"
"Xue 'er, how could you …"
"Don't call me Xue 'er, you don't deserve it."
"Alright, alright, alright …" Su Songying smiled bitterly. "Why don't you understand, junior sister? When Master was still alive, the entire sect was able to survive because of him. Master's divine abilities and cultivation were unparalleled, so he was able to control the entire Blackheaven Sect's fortune. Now that he's fallen, more than half of the Blackheaven Sect's fortune has dissipated … At a time like this, if we want the sect to survive, we need the most powerful person to take charge. Only then can the Blackheaven Sect's legacy be passed down … "
"Junior sister, ask yourself honestly. Compared to Senior Brother Bai Xuan, whether it's cultivation, scheming, tactics, or ambition, which aspect do you compare to him? Moreover, he has a grand plan that will allow our sect to soar to the top! "
"Bai Xuan is capable, but will he develop the Blackheaven Sect? He wants to sell the Blackheaven Sect after he obtains it. Can't you see, Su Songying? "
Leng Qianxue shouted harshly. He glared at Su Songying with boundless fury.
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