Within the well-arranged shelves of treasure rested countless pieces of spiritual jade and weapons of high quality. Many cultivators were choosing among the rows, comparing the pricing and craftsmanship of each. Those with the spare time would come chat for a while.
One of them asked, "Chief Cultivator? Seems like the big sects have been arguing over this for the past while. Have they come to a conclusion yet?"
"What is there to argue about? We can't be a heap of loose sand, a group without a leader forever, can we? To set a cultivator who watches over all of the sects-I don't see anything wrong with that."
"It's not that good, is it? What if another QishanWen Sect..."
"How could that be the same? The Chief Cultivator is elected by all the sects. They're different, they're different."
"Hah, they say it's an election, but everyone knows in their hearts. No matter what, it's the same few people who's competing, isn't it? Is there any space for others?"
"ChiFeng-Zun is quite against it, isn't he? He's tried to stop Jin GuangShan so many times, implied or otherwise. In my opinion, there's still a long time before they finish mulling over it."
"And there can be only one person who sits in the position of Chief Cultivator. If it really passed, whom exactly the person should be would take another few years of arguing over, I suppose."
"It's the worry of those who sit at the top, anyways. None of our business. It's not like little shrimps like us could have any control over it even if we wanted to."
Someone suddenly changed the subject, "Did any of you attend the completion ceremony of the Cloud Recesses' Library Pavilion? Well, I went. I stood there and looked, and it was the exact same as how it was before. A difficult undertaking indeed."
"Yeah, very difficult. It was such a huge cultivational residence, an ethereal realm of hundreds of years old-how could it be rebuilt in a short amount of time?"
"Speaking of it, there's been a lot of joyous occasions these days, hasn't there?"
"You mean the seventh-day celebration of Jin ZiXuan's son? There's a whole pile of colorful things, and the kid didn't like any of them. Cried so hard that the roof of Glamor Hall was almost screamed off. How amusing that he giggles like that whenever he sees his dad's Suihua. His parents were so happy. They all said he's going to be a wonderful swordsman when he grows up."
Not far away, a person in white was holding a jade tassel pendant in his hand, examining it carefully. Hearing this, he smiled.
The voice of a female cultivator came over, "Madam Jin is so lucky... She must've given up on rising into immortality in her last life that she gained such good fortune in this life."
Her companion replied, "Looks like it's true that no matter what you're good at, it's all fine as long as you have a good background. She's clearly just so-so..."
The person in white frowned slightly. Fortunately, the somewhat sour comment was quickly overcome by a louder voice, "The LanlingJin Sect really does deserve its reputation. Even a baby who's just been born a few days gets such a grand display."
"Don't you remember whom the baby's parents are? Could they really be sloppy over it? It was not only that Young Madam Jin's husband refuses to be sloppy. If the display was just a tad bit smaller, her mother-in-law, her younger brother-which of the two would've allowed it? In the full-month celebration a few days later, it could only be even more extravagant."
"Speaking of it, have you heard of how it's said that to this full-month celebration... a certain somebody was invited?"
"Who is it?"
