A Ran heard Jiu Baiyun’s explanation, and her small face immediately showed a disappointed expression.
She lowered her head slightly, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes, and her voice dropped as well.
“Oh… so he’s an elder from Lord Fox Immortal’s clan.”
However, Su Zhiyun, who was beside her, suddenly perked up.
Her eyes lit up with a “shua” sound, as if she had discovered a treasure.
She completely ignored A Ran’s disappointment and eagerly leaned a step closer to Jiu Baiyun, pressing further:
“An elder from the clan? Which elder?”
Su Zhiyun’s face was practically written with “I want to hear the gossip.”
Clearly, she was full of curiosity about that Fox clan elder who had managed to beat the great demons of the Luoyan Mountains into psychological trauma.
Jiu Baiyun was about to step toward the main hall, but Su Zhiyun’s question made him halt mid-step.
He sighed helplessly, looked at Su Zhiyun’s sparkling eyes, and directly raised a hand to cut her off.
“Stop! Hold it right there! This sect has just been established, and there’s a mountain of things to deal with. Don’t waste time talking about this.”
Jiu Baiyun’s tone was decisive, clearly not wanting to dwell on this topic.
What mattered most right now was figuring out what functions this sect had—whether there was anything that could restore his spiritual energy.
Or, to put it more directly, Jiu Baiyun’s greatest concern was whether this sect had any way to help him recover his strength.
Seeing that Jiu Baiyun was adamant and had no intention of satisfying her curiosity, Su Zhiyun immediately pouted and muttered under her breath:
“Tch, if you don’t want to talk, just say so. It’s not like we can’t discuss it while walking…”
She was a bit disappointed, but she also knew Jiu Baiyun was right—the sect’s affairs were indeed urgent.
After all, she had appointed herself as a sect elder!
She stopped pressing and instead turned her attention to the system panel in front of her.
Sure enough, just like on Jiu Baiyun’s side, her information prompts had already flooded the screen.
[Ding! The Yunling Sect has been successfully established!]
[You have been appointed as an Elder of the Yunling Sect!]
[Obtained Sect Fortune Boost (Weak)!]
[The Sect Management Module has been opened to you (Permissions: Elder Level)!]
[Please complete the following initial settings as soon as possible:]
[Sect Disciple Recruitment Rules Setting (Pending)]
[Sect Basic Contribution Point System Initialization (Pending)]
[Sect Protection Array Basic Permission Assignment (Pending)]
[Sect Core Hall Functional Area Division (Pending)]
[Elementary Spirit Gathering Array Usage Rules Setting (Pending)]
[Sect Resources (Current: Spirit Plants × 10) Registration and Storage (Pending)]
A string of “Pending” and “Pending” made Su Zhiyun’s eyes swim with confusion.
She instinctively looked up at Jiu Baiyun and found that he too was frowning slightly, staring at the empty space in front of him.
Clearly, Jiu Baiyun’s system panel was also packed with tasks.
However, the reason for Jiu Baiyun’s frown was different from what Su Zhiyun thought.
He simply hadn’t found what he was looking for after half a day.
Besides that, he had also discovered a very fun function.
Because he was the Sect Master, he could directly transfer all the things that needed to be set up to Su Zhiyun.
Looking at the system panel, Jiu Baiyun couldn’t help but reveal a mischievous smile.
He didn’t want to deal with all these tedious matters, so he could only leave the burden to Su Zhiyun.
While thinking, Jiu Baiyun swiped all his tasks over to Su Zhiyun.
Then, as if afraid of being discovered, he nonchalantly started whistling.
After that, he led Su Zhiyun, A Ran, and Xiao Mu, step by step, up the stairs that led to the core hall—the Yunling Hall.
The heavy hall doors slowly opened before them, revealing the solemn and majestic space inside.
The spiritual mist inside the hall was even thicker than outside, flowing in strands, making the pillars and the high dome appear somewhat hazy.
A faint spiritual light naturally radiated from the walls and floor, illuminating the empty hall.
As Jiu Baiyun stepped inside, he discreetly observed Su Zhiyun out of the corner of his eye.
He had just transferred all the “Pending” sect management tasks from his own system panel to her in one go.
After doing that, his heart was still a bit uneasy, because Su Zhiyun’s system panel must be exploding with information right now.
However, from the square to the hall entrance, and then onto the floor inside, Su Zhiyun seemed completely absorbed in her own world.
She kept her head slightly lowered, her brows lightly furrowed, her gaze unfocused—plainly fixed on the system panel that only she could see.
Her lips were unconsciously pursed, and her fingers occasionally tapped at the air.
She was clearly overwhelmed by the flood of pending matters on her screen.
She had no energy to notice what small tricks Jiu Baiyun had pulled, nor did she realize that her task list had “happily” doubled.
Seeing Su Zhiyun so completely engrossed, even a bit frustrated as she stared at the system panel, Jiu Baiyun’s earlier anxiety instantly vanished.
Then came a wave of relief and the secret joy of successfully passing the buck.
“Whew… looks like I wasn’t caught.”
Jiu Baiyun relaxed and finally could focus on taking a good look at the hall.
Meanwhile, A Ran and Xiao Mu were already captivated by the grand and unfamiliar interior of the Yunling Hall, curiously looking around.
At the deepest part of the hall, on several steps carved from warm spirit jade, stood an especially eye-catching seat.
The seat was wide and heavy, made entirely of a deep, night-like black jade material.
The backrest rose high, its lines smooth and imposing.
On either side of the main seat, on slightly lower platforms, were four smaller seats made of equally extraordinary materials, arranged symmetrically.
Clearly, these were prepared for the Sect Master and the four elders.
The interior of the hall was extremely spacious.
Besides this core meeting area, there was vast space on both sides, with floors as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the flowing spiritual mist and soft light above.
Tall pillars supported the dome, and faint runes flowed along their surfaces, seemingly connected to the entire sect’s protection array.
Su Zhiyun was getting a headache from the endless “Pending” and “Pending” items on her system panel.
She tapped her fingers at the air unconsciously, trying to sort things out.
Disciple rules, contribution points, array permissions… just thinking about it made her frown, feeling like it was harder than doing math for the college entrance exam.
‘This elder position really isn’t a free ride…’
She was wailing inside when her peripheral vision accidentally swept forward.
At the deep end of the hall, on those spirit jade steps, five chairs of different designs—yet all exuding an extraordinary aura—stood quietly.
Her attention, originally focused on the system panel, was instantly seized by one of the elder chairs closest to her.
“Wow!”
Su Zhiyun blurted out, her eyes lighting up.
The annoyance of the tedious tasks was instantly cast aside, and she then “tap-tap-tap” ran over toward that elder chair.
“Such a comfortable material!”
Su Zhiyun exclaimed, her small face completely relaxing.
She didn’t immediately sit down to test it.
Instead, she approached the chair, reached out with some hesitation, and touched the armrest and backrest.
The feel was cool and smooth, yet oddly warm, with an incredibly comfortable texture.
Even though she had no spiritual energy at all, her fingertips could still feel an extremely faint flow of spiritual energy within it.
The next moment, without hesitation, she sat down with a bit of eagerness.
“Mm!”
The moment she sat, Su Zhiyun couldn’t help but let out a satisfied sigh.
A faint current seemed to seep into her body through the chair, easing much of the irritation in her heart.