213: Chapter 213 I think Xu Ruyu is pretty good

Dead silence.

A suffocating silence, like thick ink, splashed into every corner of the Law Execution Platform.

Everyone maintained their posture from the previous second, as if cast under a collective immobilization spell, staring blankly at the huffing, snow-haired Little Girl with her hands on her hips, and the equally bewildered Xu Ruyu beside her.

Qingtian Old Ancestor... the newly initiated Revered Master? Xu Ruyu is... Qingtian Old Ancestor's Revered Master?!

This amount of information could no longer be described as "subversive"; it was simply throwing the Hehuan Sect's eight-thousand-year-old cognitive system into a black hole, mashing it to pieces, and spitting out a pile of garbled code that no one could understand!

Seniority? Seniority had already become a joke!

An ultimate puzzle that made anyone attempting to calculate it feel their brain exploding and their Dao Heart collapsing!

Mo Hehuan stood with her mouth agape, maintaining the posture from when her hand was swatted away. The expression on her face was spectacular, ranging from initial astonishment to disbelief, then to a wry "Revered Master, you are toying with me again" look, before finally settling into deep helplessness and... resignation.

Fine, since he is the Master newly acknowledged by Master... then the seniority of this little friend Xu Ruyu (? Senior? How should one address the Ancestral Master's Master?!) had already broken through the heavens, impossible to fathom with conventional logic.

She silently took half a step back, lowered her posture further, and decided to stop worrying about the form of address; she would listen to Revered Master in everything.

Chen Yongheng, Li Mubai, Qinglian Daozu, and the other Ancestral Master soul bodies were trembling, their soul light flickering, wanting to cry but having no tears.

Great, the bowing earlier was all for nothing, and they had agonized for so long over whether to address him as "Junior Martial Uncle" or "Grand Junior Martial Uncle," only to find out he was the Old Ancestor's Master!

This... what should they call him? The Old Ancestor's Old Ancestor? The Ancestral Master's Ancestral Master? An antique from before Chaos was divided?

They felt their soul cognitive modules were about to burn out, so they collectively gave up on thinking, deciding to follow the footsteps of the Founding Ancestor (Mo Hehuan); whatever the Ancestor (Mo Hehuan) called him, they would call him, and if the Ancestor didn't speak, they would play dead.

As for the ordinary Elders and Disciples, they had long been shaken out of their wits by this wave after wave of shock, their brains completely crashed, leaving them only with the instinct to maintain their stiff postures, their eyes hollow.

Xu Ruyu himself also had a twitching mouth, with ten thousand Divine Beasts galloping through his heart.

He looked at the huffing yet shocking Little Girl before him, then looked at the "Disciples" around him who were about to go crazy over the seniority issue, and suddenly felt that, compared to this chaotic drama of seniority and ethics, he, the founder of "Air Cultivation," was simply as normal as a good baby.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something to the Little Girl, such as "Stop fooling around" or "This joke has gone too far," but as the words reached his lips, he looked at her earnest (though tinged with the craftiness of a successful prank) eyes, and swallowed them back.

Forget it, the actions of this "Qingtian Old Ancestor" could simply not be measured by conventional logic; going along with her might be better, but going against her... one only needed to look at that group of Ancestral Master soul bodies on the ground still "playing dead" to know.

Lady Qingli covered her mouth and chuckled softly, strange lights swirling in her beautiful eyes, and as she watched Xu Ruyu's helpless and slightly embarrassed appearance, she found it exceptionally interesting.

She whispered in Xu Ruyu's ear: "Xiao Yuer, this time you really have... ascended to the heavens in one step.

However, this is not a normal heaven you've ascended to, but the 'Chaos Heaven' after piercing through several layers of heaven."

Her tone carried teasing, but also a hint of indescribable emotion.

Just after this bizarre silence had lasted for a full dozen breaths, the first to recover was, unexpectedly, Mo Hehuan, who had experienced great storms (even if the storm just now was a bit too big).

She took a deep breath (simulated by Soul Power), calmed her churning emotions, then carefully approached the Little Girl, slightly bent over, and asked in a low voice, audible only to the two of them:

"Mas... Revered Master," she glanced at Xu Ruyu, her address stumbling a bit, but she still used the honorific for the Little Girl, "In your opinion, how should this... this mess today be handled? These Disciples..."

She pointed to the Ancestral Master soul bodies on the ground and the Sect members in the distance, a look of helplessness and headache on her face: "Especially this contemporary Sect Master Xiao Nianyin, and the future of this Hehuan Sect..."

Upon hearing this, the Little Girl tilted her small head and thought for a moment, appearing to finally shift her attention from the "Seniority Defense War" to serious business.

She looked at Xu Ruyu, then at the dejected Xiao Nianyin kneeling on the ground in the distance, and at the Hehuan Sect members with their various expressions, a flash of lively light crossing her large amber eyes.

"Well..." the Little Girl drew out the tone, tapping her chin with her small finger, putting on an appearance of deep thought, "Actually, it's not hard to handle."

She looked up at Mo Hehuan, a "I have a good idea" smile appearing on her small face: "Little Hehuan, look, this whole affair today has blown up so big, in the final analysis, isn't it because these Disciples, from top to bottom, starting with you..."

She unceremoniously tapped Mo Hehuan's nose: "And then to that what's-his-name Chen Yongheng, Li Mubai, and this Xiao Nianyin on the ground, are they not all too unpromising?

Either they weren't taught well, or they learned crookedly, or their intentions are impure."

Mo Hehuan was a bit sheepish at being told this, but she dared not refute, only nodding in agreement.

"Since you all feel they are unpromising, then isn't the best method to find someone 'promising' to lead them and guide them to be a bit more 'promising' as well?"

The Little Girl's logic was simple and direct, yet carried an unquestionable domineering air.

"Does Revered Master mean..." Mo Hehuan's heart stirred, and her gaze involuntarily turned toward Xu Ruyu.

"That's right!" The Little Girl clapped her small hands and pointed at Xu Ruyu, her voice crisp and loud, ensuring everyone could hear: "I think Xiao Yuer is not bad!"

She started counting on her fingers, listing Xu Ruyu's "merits," though it sounded a bit strange: "Look at him, although he currently only looks like he is in the Qi Refinement Stage... oh, he calls this the first stage of 'Air Cultivation,' anyway, it's just the starting stage.

But! Little Hehuan, you look at him carefully!"

The Little Girl leaned close to Mo Hehuan, and in a volume that seemed like a whisper but was actually audible to the entire venue, she "whispered": "Look at his Physique!

Tsk tsk, how many years has it been since this appeared?

Even I was moved when I saw it... cough cough, I mean, I felt it was very suitable to inherit my... um, Dao!"

She paused, then continued: "And, this kid's brain is very sharp!

Didn't you hear it just now? That 'Air Cultivation' he mentioned, directly drawing energy from the air, what an interesting idea!

It's much smarter than your stupid methods of hugging Spiritual Qi and refusing to let go!",

This shows he dares to think and dares to act, without being constrained by conventional patterns!"