"Greetings, Master."
"You truly intend to leave?"
Yao Xiangli had once been full of hope for Ye Shiyuan. Later, that hope turned into regret, and now it had mostly become impatience and disdain.
"Master's teachings are something this disciple will never forget for the rest of my life. It's just that now, this disciple can no longer become the person Master hoped for."
Yao Xiangli showed not the slightest reluctance. "Very well. If you wish to leave, then leave. From today onward, your position as the Sect Master's first disciple is abolished, and Pan Yi will take your place. From now on you are no longer my disciple."
Ye Shiyuan's expression carried a trace of disappointment.
If this had been a few years earlier, he would never have been able to remain this calm.
Repeated disappointment over the years had already caused the reverence in Ye Shiyuan's heart toward the man before him to completely disappear.
"Thank you, Master."
"Senior Brother, Ye Shiyuan will still remain within Lingguang Sect from now on, but he will reside at Baize Peak."
Although Yao Xiangli did not understand why Bai He insisted on keeping a useless person by his side, Lingguang Sect could still afford to support an idle individual.
He nodded slightly, agreeing to the matter. "Then we'll do as you say."
"Thank you, Senior Brother. Then we will take our leave first."
"Mm."
Watching Ye Shiyuan and Bai He leave, Pan Yi immediately tried to stand up, but a cold glance from Yao Xiangli frightened him back down.
However, deep in his heart, he was more pleased than anything else, he had finally waited for this day, becoming the first disciple and the Sect Master's first disciple.
"With your current strength, do you think you can take first place a month from now?" Yao Xiangli said coldly. "From today onward, you must seize every moment to cultivate properly. Otherwise, this position… there are plenty of people who would be suitable for it."
Pan Yi's talent was not bad; he was just somewhat lazy at times.
Aside from Ye Shiyuan, he was indeed the most outstanding among the second generation disciples, otherwise Yao Xiangli would not have chosen him.
However, his temperament was indeed far less steady than Ye Shiyuan's.
"Yes, Master."
…
In the end, rain still began to fall when Bai He finally managed to fly up on his sword.
Fierce winds swept through, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and heavy rain poured down in sheets.
Ye Shiyuan flew alongside him and cast a spell, preventing Bai He from getting wet.
"Little Elder Bai, if you don't mind, you can come onto my sword. I'll take you back to Baize Peak."
Bai He's sword was a good sword, it's just that sometimes it was not very obedient.
Ye Shiyuan tactfully refrained from stepping onto Bai He's sword. Instead, he chose to have Bai He step onto his own sword.
He hesitated slightly. But when a fierce gust of wind suddenly swept over, causing his figure to sway from side to side, he immediately jumped onto Ye Shiyuan's sword.