Chapter 690

"You brat, you hid it deep enough; you actually managed to fool even me."

On this day.

The old Daoist Fa Ran walked up Changqing Peak.

"Senior Fa Ran."

Li Rui bowed respectfully.

Old Daoist Fa Ran: "You brat did very well; if not for the fact that I am not allowed to take action, I would have long since wanted to slap that demon brat to death—what a thing!"

He already knew.

That the one who killed Wang Yuan at Shouyi Tower was the Demon Child Xiluo of the Wan Wan Yaolin.

The Heaven-Human cultivators of the Wan Wan Yaolin from before were killed wrongly.

Note.

It was killed wrongly, not wrongly killed.

In the eyes of old Daoist Fa Ran, not a single demon cultivator of the Wan Wan Yaolin in Taihua Prefecture is innocent; they all deserve to die!

He chuckled, a look of schadenfreude flashing in his eyes: "These demon cultivators of the Wan Wan Yaolin and the demon cultivators of Wan Fadian are of the same ilk; when you are strong, they will kneel down and call you grandpa, but if you are weak, they can't wait to strip your bones and gnaw them clean."

"Now that Xiluo has lost his physical body, I fear it won't be easy for him to recover."

What Demon Child Xiluo will face is not just the terrifying Dao injury, but also the kicking while down from those demon cultivators in the Wan Wan Yaolin.

According to what old Daoist Fa Ran knows, Xiluo has quite a few enemies in the Wan Wan Yaolin.

Li Rui asked curiously: "Senior, why have you returned?"

Old Daoist Fa Ran sneered: "The physical body of that Dao Lord of Shenxuan Sect has finally completely transformed into the Dao, the Dao Lord fruit position is about to fall, and Wan Fadian, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Wan Wan Yaolin are accumulating strength to take action; since there's no fight to be had, I naturally came back."

His roots were originally in Bai Yujing.

So a few days ago, old Daoist Fa Ran had already resigned from his position as one of the Three Elders of Yuntai.

Completely returning to being the Great Elder of Bai Yujing.

He is the Great Elder, not just an Elder.

As everyone knows, except for the True Persons and Dao Lords who almost never appear in the world, the power of Bai Yujing is divided into two parts: one given to the Sect Master, and the other given to the Council of Elders.

And this Great Elder is the core of the Council of Elders.

It can be said that in terms of authority, he is no less than the Sect Master.

Old Daoist Fa Ran also has this strength.

Or rather, before going to Mount Yuntai, this position was originally his, and now it can be considered as having been taken back.

"Alright, you have now become a Dao Child; in the future, you might be the one to become Sect Master, so there are some things you don't need to get involved in, but listening is always good."

"Follow me to the Council of Elders."

Without giving Li Rui a chance to refuse.

Old Daoist Fa Ran turned and drifted down the mountain.

Li Rui's eyes lit up.

The Council of Elders, this is the most core power institution of Bai Yujing.

Participating in the Council of Elders means he can learn about the most confidential matters of Bai Yujing; naturally, there is no reason not to go.

Information asymmetry is extremely important at any time.

He immediately followed in the footsteps of old Daoist Fa Ran.

Before long.

The two arrived at the main hall at the peak of Elder Peak in the core area of Bai Yujing.

When old Daoist Fa Ran stepped through the door, eight people were already sitting inside.

The seat in the middle at the highest point was empty.

Clearly, it was the seat of Fa Ran, the Great Elder.

Old Daoist Fa Ran walked up with big strides and sat down without ceremony, while Li Rui stood obediently beside him, eyes watching his nose, nose watching his heart.

"Senior Brother Fa Ran, you have finally returned."

An old man's expression was somewhat excited.

"Alright, we are all old turtles who have lived for eight hundred years."

Although old Daoist Fa Ran said this, a flash of softness appeared in his eyes.

But the other elders of the Council of Elders had different expressions—some indifferent, some happy, some hostile.

That's right.

I am talking about the old man with the goat beard sitting on the left hand of old Daoist Fa Ran.