Chapter 1069: The Election of the New Elder (1/2)

All of a sudden, it became so quiet in the spacious hall that a dropped needle could be heard.

If it weren’t for the fact that Luo Wanxiang and Sikong Cuo didn’t look alike at all, Nie Tian would even suspect that Sikong Cuo was his son born out of wedlock.

The way Luo Wanxiang stood up for him had come to the point where he didn’t even bother to mask it.

Nie Tian had let Sikong Cuo have a taste of his own medicine in the Domain of Nether Heaven, causing the deaths of many of his subordinates.

His strength had plummeted because of it. At this moment, his force was roughly at the same level as Nie Tian’s, which was at the very bottom among the Sons of the Stars.

However, if Mou Luo’s subordinates were to join his force, he would become even stronger than before.

As far as Nie Tian knew, even though Mou Luo had been killed, his Saint domain subordinates hadn’t suffered too many casualties.

If they actually took Sikong Cuo as their new master, his strength would rise to an unprecedented level.

Of course, the other Sons of the Stars wouldn’t want to see Sikong Cuo get all of Mou Luo’s subordinates. However, the Ancient Fragmentary Star Palace had rules in this regard.

The subordinates of a deceased Son of the Stars would have the right to choose their new master.

If they thought that Sikong Cuo would be a brilliant leader and had the best chance at becoming the next Lord of the Stars, and thus chose to follow him, no one should thwart their decision.

“If you have doubts, you’re free to go talk to them, and see if you can persuade them to join your forces,” Luo Wanxiang said slowly, his face calm as ever. “As long as they agree to choose any of you instead of Sikong Cuo, they’ll be your subordinates from now on. I won’t interfere.”

Nie Tian exchanged a glance with Fang Yuan.

With a bitter smile, Fang Yuan shook his head.

The two of them had talked in the Vast Heaven Pavilion. According to Fang Yuan, he had recently paid a visit to Mou Luo’s domains, harboring the same thought as Sikong Cuo, which was to enlist Mou Luo’s Saint domain subordinates into his own force.

However, Mou Luo’s subordinates had refused to give him a clear-cut answer.

Fang Yuan had thought that Mou Luo’s subordinates probably wanted to compare the terms of each interested Son of the Stars, and then choose the highest bidder.

Now, only after Sikong Cuo and Luo Wanxiang announced that Mou Luo’s subordinates had already chosen to join Sikong Cuo did Fang Yuan realize that Sikong Cuo must have reached out to them and won their acknowledgment before everyone else.

“If there are no objections, let’s move on to the next issue,” Luo Wanxiang said loudly.

“Wait,” Chu Rui, the other vice sectmaster, said leisurely. “Since you testify that Mou Luo’s subordinates have decided to follow Sikong Cuo, there’s nothing to question on that front. But we haven’t reached a conclusion as to who will take over the four domains that belonged to Mou Luo, right?”

“That’s right,” Luo Wanxiang said.

Many people’s eyes lit up, as they clearly hoped to have a piece of that cake.

Fang Yuan also braced himself upon hearing this.

Glancing over the restless crowd, Luo Wanxiang said, “The sect has already reassumed ownership of Mou Luo’s domains. Proper prices will be determined after careful assessment. Once the prices come out, all Sons of the Stars will be allowed to compete for them with their contribution points.”

Chu Rui nodded. “Alright. Enough for this issue. Let’s move on.”

Luo Wanxiang turned to look at Xiao Xihe’s seat, which only had an empty mirror in it now, and said, “The death of elder Xiao Xihe has left a void. We need to elect a new elder to fill it.

“I think we can all agree that we have three suitable candidates: Ge Ling, Peng Siyi, and Ji Yanchuan.

“They’re all at the late Saint domain, and as senior members, they’ve all dedicated themselves to our sect. Each and every one of them qualifies to take the position as an elder. So let’s take a vote among us, and the one with the most votes will become our new elder.

“Any objections?”

Luo Wanxiang asked loudly.

“I agree to choose from the three of them.” Chu Rui stated his stance first.

Mo Heng’s soul shadow nodded expressionlessly within the mirror.

The other elders and Sons of the Stars also assented. Clearly, they all thought the three candidates qualified to fill in as the new elder.

“Six Sons of the Stars, eleven elders, Brother Chu, and myself, we all have one vote each.” Luo Wanxiang addressed the meeting.

“I vote for Peng Siyi.” Chu Rui was the first to state his choice.