Chapter 361 - Chapter 361: The Best Plan

Chapter 361: The Best Plan

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Give our Great Mystery Sacred Sect another few hundred years, these dark creatures and Dashang won’t have the qualifications to act recklessly!” Among the elders, Elder Fan spoke indifferently.

He was still the same as before, white-haired and hot-tempered, but his strength had progressed. He was now at the peak stage of the Nirvana Realm, just a step away from the Quasi-Sage Realm. It seemed he could break through at any moment. However, that single step had halted countless lifetimes.

Even today, amongst the many holy lands, only the Great Mystery Sacred Sect still had a Nirvana Realm elder.

“I heard that the Holy Son has become a saint, and even has the aid of a Saint King Realm master. If he returns now, even Dashang wouldn’t dare be so brazen! And those dark creatures could be easily dealt with too.” Another elder spoke up. As his voice fell, a look of melancholy flashed over the other elders’ and Holy Lord’s faces.

To be honest, they felt somewhat unreal at that moment, even a bit inferior. Because Su Chen’s reputation in the outside world was too frightening, many forces sought to befriend him. And Su Chen reaching the Saint Realm before thirty gave them a misconception. Could such a genius really have come from their Great Mystery Sacred Sect?

Moreover, could their sect, ranked at the bottom among saint-level forces, truly nurture a true dragon whose name shook the East Barrens and soared through the heavens?

“A few days ago, the Holy Son sent word he would be arriving soon. If nothing unexpected happens, he should now be on the way back to the sect.” The Holy Lord said in a deep voice after a moment of silence.

“Truly?” Hearing this, everyone was shocked. They had worried that after experiencing the vast outside world, their Holy Son would look down on the Great Mystery Sacred Sect, even refusing to return. The Holy Lord’s words were like a shot in the arm, reassuring them. In their hearts, they were almost certain that as long as Su Chen returned, their current plight would be resolved.

To a degree, Su Chen’s reputation was now even more useful than the Supreme Elder’s.

“Since the Holy Son is returning, some matters should be brought forward!” The Holy Lord looked around before speaking slowly. “1 believe the elders have heard that the Holy Son successfully passed ten Saint Tribulations and reached the Saint Realm. For him to remain as Holy Son now will truly be a waste of talent.”

The Holy Lord paused, looking at the crowd.

“Uh…” At his words, everyone fell silent, exchanging glances.

In truth, they had thought about this long ago. However, out of respect for the Holy Lord’s reputation, they had been hesitant to bring it up until now. Since ancient times, no holy land had ever had a Saint Realm Holy Son before. They desperately wanted Su Chen to become the Holy Lord, but there was a problem. The current Holy Lord was at his peak. They couldn’t just make him abdicate, could they? After all, Su Chen had risen under this man’s leadership.

After thinking it over, it seemed only the position of Supreme Elder was suitable for Su Chen. However, the key issue was that Su Chen wasn’t even thirty yet. A Supreme Elder so young was simply unheard of. What was more, having someone who was a junior not long ago suddenly surpass them all made them feel rather strange.

“What does the Holy Lord plan to do?” an elder cautiously inquired.

“My opinion is to have the Floly Son directly assume the role of Supreme Elder of our sect!” the Holy Lord replied calmly. After, glancing around, he continued, “The Holy Son is currently in a period of rapid advancement, and strength is the foremost priority. It’s not that 1 covet the position of the Holy Lord; it’s just that if the Holy Son were to sit in my place, he might be distracted from his cultivation by mundane matters.”

Su Chen was now the symbol of their sect. If he became Holy Lord, their prestige would surely rapidly ascend to another level, perhaps even rivaling the old, established saint-level forces.

However, problems would arise as well. As Holy Lord, Su Chen would have to handle many affairs, inevitably falling behind in cultivation, which was a terrible waste for someone with hopes of becoming a great emperor someday. As the Holy Lord himself, he couldn’t get over this hurdle in his heart.

In his view, having Su Chen as Supreme Elder was the wisest decision. The role was only nominal, without the need to handle trifles. After becoming Supreme Elder, Su Chen could continue to diligently cultivate. This was a win-win for both Su Chen and the sect. Once Su Chen became a great emperor, even doing nothing, their sect would naturally rise to become an emperor-level power.

“The Holy Lord’s words make sense.” Some elders voiced agreement.

“Right, if the Holy Son took the role of Holy Lord, his cultivation would definitely suffer. To be safe, we should follow the Holy Lord’s suggestion.”

“It’s the best plan for the Holy Son to be Supreme Elder in name.”

“Since rising to fame, the Holy Son has constantly been fighting and gaining glory for our sect. Based on his disposition, he naturally can’t remain cooped up here forever.”

“The Holy Son is a true dragon. He shouldn’t be trapped by a mere position in our sect.”

“With his personality, even if the Holy Lord yielded his role, the Holy Son likely wouldn’t accept. In that case, Supreme Elder does seem most fitting for him!”

The eiders all spoke in ascent. All agreed with the Holy Lord’s proposal, none voicing dissent. They understood Su Chen was a true dragon. Confining him as Holy Lord would weigh on their consciences. For Su Chen and their sect’s sake, appointing him as Supreme Elder was the optimal policy right now!

“Then, when the Holy Son returns…” the Holy Lord glanced around and spoke slowly. However, before he could finish, a core disciple in purple robes rushed anxiously into the hall from outside. Only after halting his steps did the disciple speak urgently, forgoing even a greeting.

“Holy Lord! Something big has happened!”

“Hmm?” At this, the elders all frowned, looking to the Holy Lord.. The Holy Lord’s heart sank as he gazed at the purple-robed disciple and asked in a deep voice, “What happened?”

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