This was nothing new to our bored gamer at all. If he was a mere body forging realm cultivator at this time then he would have no doubt paid homage just like the rest.

Luckily enough, Clark was already much more capable than the strongest person in the sect.

Thus, he could afford to enjoy some of the special perks of having the biggest and baddest weapon in the room.

"Bu Fang! Stand up quickly!" The same kind elder beside our good gamer warned in a concerned voice.

This elder did not want to see any accident especially unto someone who was obviously brimming with talent like our very own protagonist.

Alas, a few did not share the same anxiety of this good elder. These people want to see our avid gamer crippled instead because of his extreme arrogance.

'You fool! If you die tonight, I'll definitely take good care of your woman for you. HAHAHA!' Wu Chen has these evil thoughts inside.

Unfortunately, his inner laugh stopped abruptly in the next thing that he heard.

"All of you are polite. Please... sit down." The older female waved her hand to motion everyone to rest.

'What the hell?! Is this boy Bu Fang really the sect master's son or something?!' Many had these thoughts but they kept their shocked thoughts to themselves. They sat down as ordered.

"TAP!"

"TAP!"

"TAP!" The sect master and the one they call Lady Quan Yan walked closer to the main table and this was when the older of the two tried to peer into our bored gamer's depths.

'This boy is really as intriguing as Ren Zemin told me.'

'But I wonder if her fears are real enough to invite caution.' Lady Quan Yan mused inside. She was of course none other than the ancestor of the Profound Delight Sect.

One that has already lived for more than 2,000 years today. In her estimation, she will not last 100 years more into the future.

One should know that a Dao Soul Realm has a longevity of 1,000 years only. Lady Quan Yan only lasted this long through the use of life prolonging pills.

Alas, those rare pills and panacea had long ago stopped its effectiveness on her.

This was the reason why she could only take a dreamless sleep in isolation in order to preserve her remaining lifespan. But this practice was not bereft of difficulties at all.

Any cultivator that wished to cheat death in this way would feel a constant burning sensation in their souls. It was no different than suffering in hellish torture while still alive in this world.

Ancestors who chose to safeguard their respective sects in this way were truly admirable!

"DING!" Lady Quan Yan's vision converged unto our bored gamer. Her steps did not halt but the same could not be said to what was happening inside her thoughts.

She used her spiritual sense and glimpsed an unforgettable image before everything in her world crumbled into the extreme agony of torture.

"NOOOOOOOOO!" Lady Quan Yan screamed inside but no one heard her pain. Her body was still walking calmly on the outside but the soul within was already on the brink of collapse.

Another breath more and she calculated that she would have to perish right then and there.

Fortunately enough, the myriad tortures stopped in time and then she was the captain of her ship once more.

"HAK!"

"HAK!"

"HAK!" Lady Quan Yan coughed a couple steps from the main table and she puked a black odorless liquid thereafter.

This unknown liquid melted the floor instantly which created an ugly mess in this place of celebration.

"Lady Quan Yan!"

"Ancestor!"

"Are you okay, Lady Quan Yan?!" The sect elders and the sect master were terrified of this scene.

Sect Master Ren Zemin in particular threw a blaming eye towards our very own protagonist. In return, Clark could only open his arms wide as if to tell that he did nothing wrong at all.

"HAK!"

"HAK!"

"HAK!"

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Lady Quan Yan coughed out these black liquids for more than a minute before she recovered quite surprisingly.

And when she did, everybody could see that there was a mask of shock on her face. This went on for a breath or two before she covered her true feelings up in the next moment.

She looked at our good gamer for some precious seconds before she decided to capitalize on this unexpected gain.

Lady Quan Yan did not continue to take the last steps towards the main table but instead turned around to face the elders of the Profound Delight Sect.

"I have an announcement to make. From this night on, Bu Fang shall be named as the Legacy Disciple of our Profound Delight Sect!" Lady Quan Yan decreed.

"Ancestor!"

"Lady Quan Yan!"

"This boy does not deserve this title!" A few elders spoke in contradiction and one of them was the sect master Ren Zemin herself.

These brave souls stood up in astonishment of what they heard. What did the term Legacy Disciple mean?

It simply indicated that our bored gamer would have to be the next sect master of this Profound Delight Sect! Ren Zemin was once a legacy disciple herself.

"This is my sect! If any of you dares to oppose my words then speak once more and I shall deliver you to the next world myself!"

Lady Quan Yan challenged and a mighty spiritual pressure descended on the scene.

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

"BANG!"

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Those elders that were standing at this moment were forced to kneel down to the floors.

Every single one of them failed to last a breath until it was only the sect master Ren Zemin who was left standing beside the ancestor Lady Quan Yan.

It did not need telling that the Sect Master did not suffer the same fate of these elders. But that did not mean at all that she approved of this edict.

"Lady Q..." Sect Master Ren Zemin wanted to say but alas, she was stopped by Lady Quan Yan's raised hand. This was not the time to explain at all.