“Quiet, Zi Qiong,” Yang Qi said, and she immediately closed her mouth. All of a sudden, everyone present felt an immense aura of majesty filling the area. Before, Yang Qi had kept his aura reined in, which led to everyone assuming he was just some low-level disciple. After all, those who weren’t in the Terrifying level were like children to those who were.

“Yes sir, Junior Sectlord!” Zi Qiong said, taking a step back. From the killing intent she could now sense in Yang Qi, she knew it wasn’t a time to joke around or talk nonsense.

The purrling evidently sensed the same thing, and it began purring even more loudly. However, it didn’t spit out any bubbles, but instead looked around curiously, mostly at Yang Qi.

Yang Qi ignored the purrling, and instead looked into the dining hall.

‘Junior Sectlord?’

Everyone present was shaken, and had obviously been caught completely off guard about Yang Qi’s status as a junior sectlord. Even the Inheritor, Zi Qiong, meekly followed his orders, and it was obviously not because of his title, but because of his own merits. Not even the junior pontiff...

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