"FOUNDER!"

"PATRIARCH!" Two parties could not help but cry to their fallen. Sadly, that was all they could do at the moment.

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They would have loved to strike at our bored gamer but that would only court nothing but an early death in the end.

The representatives of the Dirty Beggars Sect and the Broken Sword Sect mourned and despaired and it would be a lie to say that it had not thrown some sad shade unto the crowning event in their midst.

And to think that the celebration has not even begun yet.

The rest kept their silence and let the biggest and most powerful influence on this xianxia world have their one last cry before everything could continue in full.

No one was that heartless to disturb these people who had taken a great loss today.

Not even Clark chose to halt the miserable howls that can only be had when saying farewell to something so irreplaceable.

Old Man Mu and Old Man Qian were considered undying heroes of most cultivators. Unfortunately, even True Immortals can die.

And the unforgettable picture of silent slaughter has all but painted a vivid memory for everyone to remember for a long long time.

The crying continued until the 30 minute mark came upon all. At this time, the delegates from the two parties finally calmed down. What mattered now was how to move on from this pain.

It was lucky that the Sect Masters from the Dirty Beggars Sect and the Broken Sword Sect knew exactly how to wade their way amidst the murk of uncertainty that assailed them today.

"My Dirty Beggars Sect approves of your stewardship, Young Master Clark!" A young and handsome daoist monk declared into the open.

It was curious that he had an uncanny resemblance to the late Old Man Mu. This man was even as bald as a baby's bottom that imitated the sect founder quite perfectly.

He would have liked very much indeed to rage in anger but doing such a stupid thing was illogical right then and there.

This Sect Master of the Dirty Beggars Sect was well aware that he will have some major headaches to come in the aftermath of Old Man Mu's unwanted passing.

"The Broken Sword Sect shall do the same. Congratulations on your rise, Young Master Clark!"

A sword cultivator followed and if one looked long enough, the shadow of the former Patriarch Old Man Qian could be seen in the obvious guise of this man.

This was none other than the current Sect Master of The Broken Sword Sect. There was really no other choice than to accept defeat at this time.

"You are both wise. I applaud you for that. You can rest easy because from now on, there will be no more wars in my supervision." Clark replied to the two heroic men.

They were both in the Earth Immortal Realm and would have to spend an untold amount of years before they could finally step onto the last cultivation stage in this Mortal Realm.

A True Immortal cannot be seen like cabbages and carrots in the marketplace. Perhaps the thousands of True Immortals gathered today was a first in this xianxia world.

And it would take a long long time before an event like this could ever happen in this world once again.

"Thank you for your benevolence, Young Master Clark. The Dirty Beggars Sect shall be one of your most stalwart followers!"

"You honor us with your kindness, Young Master Clark. My Broken Sword Sect will strive to repay this favor in the years to come!"

The Sect Masters of the early dead did their jobs and was quite impressive in how they hid their real feelings.

Alas, this was the natural posture of the defeated and so they had no complaints whatsoever in how things had ended for them.

It was just fate manifesting its unpredictable charm in the choices of men and immortals alike.

"Hmmm... Very well then. Let the coronation continue. I trust that you will not give my woman Gu Wenren any difficulty in her stay in this place."

Our bored gamer smiled but everyone in attendance could not help but tremble in front of this smiling demon. They knew better than to offend Young Master Clark.

Much more towards someone that he considered as his woman in the presence of all.

"We will take good care of Mistress Gu Wenren, Young Master Clark!"

"She shall have a great time in here! We promise!"

"You really have a great eye for beauty, Young Master!"

"Mistress Gu Wenren is the epitome of elegance!" Most of the gathered True Immortals guaranteed some praises and flowery words in reply.

On the other hand, Gu Wenren could only accept the kind words that were thrown her way with a blush and a lovely smile.

The one thousand Elders of the Demonic Sword Sect also understood why Young Master Clark favored Gu Wenren so much.

Each had a lot to say about the topic and most were not good in fact. Alas, every negative conclusion could only be held within their hearts and not see the light of day at all.

The old men and women were too smart for that.

"Good. Good. I'm happy to hear all of your compliments. Maybe we should get together some time to talk about anything or nothing under the sun.

Let's see if the future is good enough to give us that chance. Farewell." These were our bored gamer's last words before he vanished before the eyes of the masses.

Everyone released a breath that they did not know they were holding and relaxed in the absence of that ominous person.

Never did they expect for Young Master Clark's voice to grace their ears again.

"Before I forget, I don't want anyone to know what has happened in here. Okay?" Our bored gamer asked gently.

He did not want to reveal his identity to non important NPC just yet so that he could truly have his fun in this xianxia world.

"We hear you, Young Master Clark!"

"Absolutely! Young Master!"

"You can trust us to keep your secret, Young Master Clark!" The event ended and began at this point. Next was much easier already.

Gu Wenren took the lead and the celebration commenced thereafter.

With Blood Twin at her side, not even a fly could disturb Gu Wenren in the groundbreaking policies that she was determined to create into this new world order.

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"Well, that ended better than i anticipated." Clark murmured once he returned to the privacy of his room.

"AHHHHHH!" And same as when he left, Lin Che could still not stop coming over and over again on the floor.

"You really must think that badly of me, Primal Warden." Our avid gamer sighed and in a breath, Lin Che's figure vanished from his sight. It was no good keeping the lady nearby.

In the end, Clark decided to give Lin Che her privacy in another room and in return claim his chambers back for himself alone also.

It was a win win situation for the two of them and so our good gamer did not hesitate in the least. There was silence in the air when Lin Che was gone for good.

"Yes! This is the noise of freedom! I'm glad to finally get it back!" Clark roared and laughed at the same time.

It was as if a great weight had been taken off his shoulders when he finally got rid of one pesky irritating woman in Lin Che.

Being hounded for every moment of his waking hour was not a pretty experience at all.

"Now what should i do? Gu Wenren would take at least days in order to get her business straightened out and that would give me ample alone time in consequence."

"Should i play some more rpg games then?" Our bored gamer whispered to himself.

"Nah... Playing is getting boring when I'm the only real player inside the game. Nothing beats a true mmorpg experience after all."

Clark moaned in disappointment because he was at the point of gaming life where his forced exile was hurting him already.

A single player game, no matter how realistic it was, was still a single player game in the end.

It would get monotonous eventually and that was exactly what our bored gamer was feeling at the moment. He was burned out by playing so much games for the last 2 months.

Clark wanted something new to do for a change. It took approximately 10 minutes for him to find a new thing to do.

"Why don't i take this chance to experiment with my other soul? This would certainly entertain me well before Gu Wenren comes back from her trip."

Our bored gamer concluded in surprise and it did not take long for him to do exactly as he said.

He was of course referring to his Soul Fragment that has maintained its anonymity from the eyes of that fucking Elder God.

Or at least that was what Clark continued to hope for at this time.

But given how that Freaky Lady had been most subtle in her approach, our bored gamer believed that it would be in her best interest to hide her details from the prying eyes of that fucking Elder God.

Of course, this was all the shaky suppositions of Clark but he trusted his guts in these kinds of things.

"Now where should i go first? Hmmm... Let me try going in that direction then." Our bored gamer muttered and swam in the endless realms of this Mortal Universe.