Wen Xian Peak.
"Senior Brother, don't be upset, don't be disheartened. Your talent, capability, and cultivation—Junior Brother sees all of it. Besides, the Sect Leader regards you so highly. In the future, the Sect Leader position will surely be yours."
"Why fret so much over the True Disciple Ceremony?"
Ye Donglai comforted Senior Brother Wen Xian.
Look at his expression, look at his demeanor—he practically looks like he's lost his mother.
"Right, Junior Brother Ye speaks very reasonably." Wen Xian's face looked noticeably better. Obviously, Ye Donglai's words had hit home.
Ye Donglai chuckled and said, "Senior Brother, your talent is unmatched. Everyone knows you're a Ninth Grade Spirit Root, and achieving immortality is practically a given. How could Lin Fan possibly compete with you? It's simply impossible."
