"Senior, you really don’t need to do this..."

Mo Yushu’s face was indescribably strange, but he could only speak with a tone of helplessness.

The incident occurred after a period of calm.

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect went mad!

Yes, judging by his words and actions, he seemed truly insane.

When a group of people gathered around, his clothes were stained with blood, and he looked disheveled and unkempt.

Even so, it might still be bearable, but now his shifts between laughing and crying were terrifying.

He could point to the sky and laugh heartily, saying, "So, beyond transcendence is to control oneself and become the god in one’s own heart."

"Do you know what’s behind the door? It’s an empty god’s pedestal. If you dare to climb up, you must sit there steadily. You can’t fall."

The group exchanged bewildered looks, finding this too mysterious.

"It’s not so mysterious. Actually, it’s akin to a test from heaven and earth. That god’s pedestal isn’t so easy to sit upon,"

the Artifact Spirit spoke, particularly drawing from Han Yu’s experience. The principles were the same, even regarding divine techniques.

No matter what cultivation method is used, when it reaches the limit, it entails a power at the level of heaven and earth.

That’s why those who divide their souls are incredibly powerful.

Of course, that’s not the point; the point is that the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect started crying again after laughing.

He pointed at the old monk from Galan Temple, weeping sorrowfully, "Old monk, you’ve worshipped Buddha in your heart your whole life. Crossing this barrier might be hard for you."

"And you all, if you can’t sit steadily on the god’s pedestal, falling means a deadly outcome."

"I went up and came back down."

The group’s reaction to his alternating crying and laughing was one of utter bewilderment.

"Could it be that he got struck by the thunder and something went wrong!"

Elder Luo’s expression turned stiff with concern.

Previously, he was struck hard by the Tribulation Thunder. Surviving was a stroke of luck. Since none of them have ever been struck by it, who knows if it caused any issues.

Mo Yushu could only laugh bitterly, thinking, ’Bullshit, who gets struck dumb and still has such clear eyes.’

The old ghost was just scared silly seeing the Mo Family destroyed.

Should they compensate, Piaomiao Sect would have to pay dearly, and this was still a conservative estimate. If they factored in the mechanisms and artifacts destroyed, it’s enough to make anyone’s scalp tingle.

"Senior, what do you think about compensating based on cost, excluding labor?"

Mo Yushu spoke helplessly.

"Hahaha, none of you can sit steadily on the god’s pedestal, and neither can I."

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect continued his nonsensical yelling and screaming.

Mo Yushu’s face turned beet red. If not for the respect owed to the elder’s experience and rank, he truly would have cursed.

"How about this, Senior? You cover seventy percent, and I’ll take the remaining thirty percent myself."

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect was still acting deranged, suddenly throwing off his shoes and running barefoot around.

Mo Yushu took a deep breath and, after a long moment, said with a grim face, "Sixty percent. You compensate the Mo Family for sixty percent of the losses. Otherwise, I’ll have to call in cultivators from the Hundred Herbs Bureau to check on your health."

Having said this much, he couldn’t offer any less. Sixty percent compensation was already more than fair.

The Mo Family was the most unfortunate, suffering a calamity for no fault of its own, and now had to swallow a forty percent loss itself.

The Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect’s wild gestures embarrassingly ceased, and he walked over dejectedly, realizing he couldn’t keep up the act.

Indeed, he was feigning madness.

The Mo Family’s Divine Strategy Institute was utterly destroyed. Who wouldn’t have their nerves on edge?

With a bitter expression, he approached, sighing deeply, "Nephew, to tell you the truth, I can’t even afford thirty percent, let alone sixty!"

Sixty percent! Who could predict how astronomical the final calculations for the Divine Strategy Institute would be?

If it were just the buildings, it might not be so bad, but considering the countless valuable mechanisms inside, even thinking about it is spine-chilling.

"Senior, you can’t just renege. Didn’t you say before that any losses the Mo Family suffered would be covered entirely by you?"

Mo Yushu’s face darkened as he spoke, resigned.

At this point, the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect really wished he could slap himself. For acting all high-and-mighty, claiming full responsibility, now he had blown up the Divine Strategy Institute.

Reaching his age, he definitely couldn’t shirk responsibility, nor did he dare shirk it. To advance his cultivation further, the Mo Family’s mechanisms were key.

Otherwise, he would have to wait until similar pills were refined.

The first option is the most reliable, while the second is something you might never encounter no matter how long you wait, even till death.

"Nephew, I certainly can’t compensate you; I’m just an ordinary Elder."

As soon as the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect spoke, Mo Yushu’s expression changed, and he decided he couldn’t tolerate it anymore.

"Don’t rush, listen to me first. Does your Mo Family need an Elder? How about I offer myself as compensation?"

He quickly calmed the opponent and then cautiously probed with a smile.

This maneuver stunned everyone—can things really be handled this way?

Mo Yushu was also dumbfounded. Unlike the others, to him, it sounded like a hooligan provoking, akin to saying, "Kid, do you want an uncle?"

Yes, to the Mo Family, having another Elder is no different from having another uncle.

"Mr. Mo, would your uncle... er, Elder, be transferable?"

Unexpectedly, there was someone who wanted the uncle that Mo Yushu didn’t want.

A mysterious expression crossed the faces of the crowd as they looked at the person who spoke. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Ling Wuce chuckled dryly and continued, "Transfer him to the Inspectorate, and the Inspectorate will handle the compensation."

A wave of opulence swept over, and at that moment, the low-key and humble Ling Wuce appeared to everyone like the God of Wealth.

"Are you sure? The amount is extremely large."

Mo Yushu found it hard to believe; why would a distinguished Great Elder pretend to be crazy? The reason must be because the amount is terrifying.

Moreover, he was concerned whether the other party could really make decisions for the Inspectorate.

"You need not worry about the Inspectorate. Since I promised, they will fulfill their commitment. You can calculate the losses right now and claim compensation from them."

Ling Wuce declared confidently.

People were surprised that he could truly make such a decision, and everyone gave him a sidelong glance.

"When did a Vice Tower Master of Spirit Realm Tower gain the authority to intervene with Ascension Tower?"

Elder Luo couldn’t contain his curiosity.

Ling Wuce helplessly showed a Token, identical to the one Gao Feng had given Han Yu back then.

Vice Tower Master of Ascension Tower!

"Actually, I am about to become the Vice Tower Master of Ascension Tower."

Ling Wuce smiled bitterly; the Token was given by Gao Feng, approved by Quan Xiaotong, all the necessary procedures completed, only his nod is left.

Recently, Gao Feng kept urging him to swap positions; he wanted the leisurely spot at Spirit Realm Tower.

He just knew getting involved with the Inspectorate meant trouble, be it fieldwork or helping with business deals, especially after generating significant profit for the Fifth Tower multiple times, seemingly getting closer to becoming the head of intelligence.

"Your keen eye for seizing opportunities is far superior to Quan’s; no wonder you can’t settle quietly at a clean office for retirement."

The Great Elder of Unparalleled Tower chuckled.

Reflecting for a moment, the group of old foxes easily discerned that the Inspectorate paid a big sum, and of course, swapping for a Transcendence cultivator wouldn’t be worthwhile.

But if this Transcendence cultivator held the identity of Piaomiao Sect’s Great Elder, then it was a bargain.

Adding such a Great Elder was redundant for the Mo Family, but it’s different for the Inspectorate; having someone with such connections can facilitate future cooperation with Piaomiao Sect and even enlist the support of the leading sect of the Nine Sects when necessary.

"The Fifth Tower may have wealth, but rarely do they possess experts like you. If you join us, the Inspectorate will provide resources for future cultivation and handle everything when borrowing the Mo Family’s mechanisms to break through next time."

Ling Wuce covered all bases, promising Mo Yushu and sweetening the deal for the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect.

Now it was the turn of the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect to hesitate; this pie wouldn’t come without strings attached, it’s unlikely to be that easy to accept.

"You’re not trying to make me sell Piaomiao Sect, are you?"

"Of course not, the Fifth Tower wouldn’t act so dishonorably."

Ling Wuce assured solemnly with repeated promises.

"You will still remain the Great Elder of Piaomiao Sect, and we won’t ask you to do anything against your will. Just help oversee the Fifth Tower for a hundred years."

"A hundred years? I might not live that long."

Thinking this through, the Great Elder realized he wasn’t losing out.

Upon reflection, the benefits seemed substantial, as long as he’s not forced to pay the exorbitant sum.

Piaomiao Sect could afford it, but the price was too high; he couldn’t let his mistakes burden the sect.

Ling Wuce chuckled too, as long as he agreed, it was enough.

"Rest assured, the Inspectorate will certainly make sure you live a full hundred years..."