I'm About to Die, Can't I Buff My Junior Sister's Strength?

”Xiao Xuan, you have sat in the position of Grand Elder for so long; it is time for you to move aside...” An old man with crane-like hair and a youthful face, wearing a purple robe, with sparkling spiritual light in his eyes, spoke.

Xiao Xuan said with a cold expression, ”Is this the Holy Lord’s intention?”

”Sigh, Xiao Xuan, I know you are dissatisfied. Although you were injured because of the Holy Land, the Holy Land has also supported you for so many years and even allowed your descendant to enter the ancestral land for baptism. This favor has been repaid enough, right?” Another Grand Elder beside the main hall spoke.

”I only want to ask if this is the Holy Lord’s intention!” Xiao Xuan’s voice was hoarse, his heart dead.

After a long while.

”It is this seat’s intention.” A magnificent voice resounded through the main hall, but the owner of the voice was not seen.

”Xiao Xuan, you also know that Young Clan Master Shen is returning to hold a coming-of-age ceremony. The three great Holy Lands of the Eastern Profound Domain must all go to observe the ceremony. At that time, it will be the moment to display the strength of each Holy Land. The Grand Elder is the foundation of my Fentian Holy Land, and your current Realm is not quite suitable. If you don’t mind, the Fentian back mountain is still missing an Executive Elder...”

”No need!”

”I, Xiao Xuan, am just a dying person; how could I be worthy of being an Executive Elder of the Fentian Holy Land!” Xiao Xuan coldly refused.

”You... sigh, forget it. Think whatever you want. If you insist on leaving the Holy Land, remember to take your two descendants with you. The temple of my Fentian Holy Land is too small and cannot accommodate a Divine Body that repeatedly refuses to join the Sect and take a master...”

Hearing this, Xiao Xuan did not speak but turned and left, very resolutely. His figure appeared somewhat desolate in the eyes of everyone.

”Sigh, actually there was no need for this... If her descendant had just apologized properly to the Saintess, it would have been fine...” A Grand Elder sighed softly.

The purple-robed Grand Elder gave a contemptuous smile and said, ”Heh, who does he think he can hide his little thoughts from? Thinking of using the Pill Pagoda to pressure the Holy Lord, this ending was destined long ago...”

”Speaking of which, his descendant is really strange. Not joining the Fentian Holy Land is one thing, but even rejecting the Pill Pagoda... Actually, the ending wouldn’t have been like this...”

”Just a frog in a well; she will regret it later...”

”Alright, let’s discuss the matters for tomorrow’s Pill Refining Convention...”