As for Chen Shaoyou, he felt a deep sense of awe for this Boxing Saint Ancestor Master, a figure who had vanished into the river of history, never to be recorded by later generations.
"Wang E."
Su Bai glanced at Wang E, who was far more powerfully built than before. The Vertical Eye between his brows was gold with a hint of red, and his Dharma Eye had long since become Refined and Masterful.
"Disc... Disciple is here!"
Wang E bowed, his expression tense and slightly constrained.
"You have an extraordinary gift. Your Physique is unparalleled in this world, with few throughout history who could compare. However, this also comes with many hidden dangers."
"Perfectly mastering such immense power is something no ordinary person can achieve. You once had the disposition of a child, incapable of shouldering such terrifying strength."
"Even now, you are still somewhat lacking."
Su Bai placed his hands on his knees and said calmly,
"As explosive as thunder and as furious as fire—this is your strength, but also your most fatal flaw."
"If this continues, even if you can cross every Thunder Tribulation, you will never achieve the Feathered state."
Power is a vessel for the Mental Realm, and the Mental Realm, in turn, sculpts power.
The Mental Realms of most Cultivators in this world are not very strong. This is naturally because nature’s spiritual energy has been thoroughly corrupted and now carries a potent, infectious quality.
It easily influences one’s Mental Realm.
Wang E’s talent stems from the Daoist Spiritual Mechanism, but what truly awakened it was the Malice of that Toad Wrath!
The collision of these two energies forged his unparalleled talent and potential.
But at the same time, his temperament is also influenced by the Malice of that Toad Wrath.
This was one of the reasons Su Bai had him temper himself in the Eight Trigrams Furnace.
However, truly eradicating the poison in his heart was no simple matter.
"This..."
Wang E thought for a moment, then dropped to his knees and spoke with a solemn expression,
"I beg the Ancestor Master for guidance!"
"You’re certainly direct."
Su Bai was somewhat taken aback by the sight.
After years of tempering, the big guy’s disposition had indeed improved.
Wang E said nothing.
He could accept kneeling before his own Ancestor Master.
But he still couldn’t bring himself to say anything flattering.
Su Bai knew what he was thinking and didn’t press him, speaking directly.
"Governing a great nation is like preparing a fine meal, and governing a sect can cultivate one’s temperament."
"The Dayu Immortal Dynasty may seem prosperous and powerful right now, but in reality, it’s plagued by internal problems. Some people have been suppressed for too long and are starting to stir."
"I don’t have the time to intervene in this matter. You will solve it in my stead!"
"Go and be the Sect Leader of the Gui Chen Sect for three years!"
Sect Leader?
Wang E’s head snapped up, completely bewildered. "What Sect Leader?"
Chen Shaoyou’s face twitched. He found this utterly unbelievable.
’Making a brute like Wang E the Sect Leader of the Gui Chen Sect?’
’Aren’t they afraid he’ll slaughter all the disciples and Elders of the Gui Chen Sect in a fit of rage?’
"The Sect Leader of the Gui Chen Sect, of course,"
With a flick of his finger, a streak of light flashed through the void, materializing in his hand as a simple, ancient Locust Wood Token.
"You want me to be the Sect Leader?"
Wang E finally snapped out of his daze, his face a mask of disbelief:
"Ancestor Master... you’re not joking, are you?"
Su Bai’s expression remained unchanged as he retorted,
"What do you think?"
Wang E’s heart sank, and he didn’t dare ask again.
He held the Token, momentarily at a loss for what to do.
It wasn’t that he thought being a Sect Leader was anything special.
The Gui Chen Sect had already become a subordinate organization of the Boxing Saint Daoist Temple, with branches spread throughout the territory of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty.
Three years ago, Emperor Yu of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty had personally granted it the significant authority to oversee the realm.
However, the Gui Chen Sect that Su Bai had preserved had numerous branches, and the number of disciples in the main sect alone had swelled to several hundred thousand.
Heaven knows how much trouble that would entail.
His scalp tingled just thinking about it!
’How am I supposed to cultivate?’
"Governing a sect is also a part of cultivation,"
Su Bai said meaningfully, entirely unmoved.
Balancing yin and yang, managing a myriad of affairs, shouldering the survival of hundreds of millions of people.
How immense was such pressure?
And if one could bear it, how great would the rewards be?
Wang E’s temper, explosive as thunder and fierce as fire, needed precisely this kind of method to be reined in.
To polish his Mental Realm.
"Aren’t you afraid, Ancestor Master, that this disciple will stir up the wrath of both heaven and the people?"
Wang E couldn’t help but retort.
He might have his Cultivation, but being a Cultivator and being a Sect Leader were two entirely different things.
A high Cultivation level didn’t guarantee one would do a good job.
He dared not even imagine what things would be like if he became the Leader of Gui Chen Sect.
"I’m not afraid, of course."
"What? Are you afraid?"
Su Bai asked with a smile, his expression as calm as ever.
He truly wasn’t afraid.
The operations of the Dayu Immortal Dynasty were no longer as they once were. The Leader of Gui Chen Sect held significant sway in many important matters.
At the same time, various supervisory bodies, both overt and covert, monitored all the operations of the Gui Chen Sect. Not even the Sect Leader was an exception.
This was a power structure he had conceived of long ago.
Over the past eight years, he had developed and perfected this supervisory system.
And the system’s greatest function was to curtail any single individual’s exclusive authority in major decisions.
Governing a state, governing a sect...
How could that be the affair of a single person?
A complete system absolutely cannot be entrusted to a single person.
The collapse of the Yin Department Divine System had already proven this point.
Having learned from that past failure, Su Bai would naturally not repeat the same mistake.
For the past eight years, having the Silver-White Dog Demon act as Sect Leader was his initial experiment with this very system.
What he wanted was by no means a fragile system that would immediately crumble and fall apart the moment he left.