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Chapter 4435: 5.0187 I Am Your Second-Generation Sect Leader

Qiao Mu glanced in the direction he pointed.

Behind the stone wall was an inner chamber, furnished with several long tables and benches. The tables were piled with various glistening ores and crystals.

A cauldron, glowing with four legs, hung suspended in the center of the chamber. A faint green fire emerged from the bottom of the cauldron, and gusts of airflow impacted the lid, producing a clattering sound.

The little poker-face looked curious. She stepped towards the cauldron. "Is that the legendary second-ranked refining cauldron, the Heaven-Forging Cauldron?"

Upon hearing the words "Heaven-Forging Cauldron," everyone's expressions immediately changed. Their gazes uniformly shifted to the scrawny, bony old man.

The old man wore coarse grey clothes, his face and hair dusty and disheveled, and a faint sour smell emanated from him.

Judging by his appearance, he must have been stuck in this inner chamber for a long time, probably without ever taking a bath.

"Who are you, little brat?" The old man stroked his three-inch short beard, glanced at her, and said formally, "You actually know the name of my Heaven-Forging Cauldron."

"This old man has been secluded from the world for many years; I didn't know there was still someone in this world who recognized my Heaven-Forging Cauldron."

"You are Senior Haoguang, aren't you?"

"Indeed." Haoguang put on a look of satisfaction, stroked his short beard again, and surprisingly softened his expression. "What is your name, little child, and who is your master?"

"Do you know Ancestor Xuanji?" the little poker-face asked indifferently.

A single sentence was like throwing a stone into a lake, immediately causing ripples in everyone's minds.

Haoguang's eyes widened abruptly, and he looked at her cautiously. "Who are you?"

"I am Ancestor Xuanji's personal disciple," Qiao Mu stated bluntly, with her hands clasped behind her back.

Her expression was extremely serious, cold, and unsmiling.

But it was precisely this serious demeanor that made Ming Ya Si, Rong Qing, and Ding Yun involuntarily twitch their mouths.

They couldn't shake the feeling that this little poker-face looked a bit like a con artist...

"What?"

"I am the second-generation sect leader of the Xuanji Sect," the little poker-face said, her serious face showing no ripples, as she stood straight before Haoguang. "Qiao Mu."

Everyone suddenly noticed that old Senior Haoguang's wrinkled face became remarkably expressive, flashing with various colors, truly spectacular.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then sharply said, "What did you say?"

"I am your second-generation sect leader," Qiao Mu continued expressionlessly. "Do you know Senior Chen Qi and Senior Lu Zheng?"

Haoguang's body trembled slightly, and his small eyes widened abruptly. Judging by his stunned expression, his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

"Chen Qi? Lu Zheng?! You, you... are you really, really? The second-generation sect leader of the Xuanji Sect?" If she hadn't genuinely encountered Chen Qi and Lu Zheng, how would she know their names?

Moreover, the little girl's serious expression made it impossible for him to think otherwise.

Such a poker-face probably disdained lying to deceive others.

And this matter couldn't be concealed for long anyway. Whether she was the second-generation sect leader or not, they would eventually meet Chen Qi and Lu Zheng, and then it would be clear.

"Do you have any proof?"

Qiao Mu thought for a moment. "I gave the nameplates of your one hundred and three first-generation disciples to Senior Chen Qi and Senior Lu Zheng. Your name should be on them."

Haoguang's eyes widened. "You?"

"The Xuanji Pill bestowed by Ancestor Xuanji has already been fused by me," the little poker-face continued, dropping bombshells.

She shook her head. "No other proof."