"Hush," Ming Zhitian said, channeling a surge of spiritual energy into her back.
Soon, Dong Qianyue’s hidden injuries healed, leaving her feeling comfortable and refreshed, her appearance becoming even more beautiful and refined.
Dong Qianyue joyfully stood up and hopped twice. "Ming Zhitian, I'm better, I'm better! My hidden injuries... uh..."
As she spoke, she stumbled again, nearly falling. Ming Zhitian caught her with one hand and offered her a medicine bottle with the other. "You haven't fully recovered yet. Don't get too excited too soon. Here, take it all. I have plenty."
Dong Qianyue lowered her head shyly and took the bottle. "You're really giving me the rare-grade Hundred-Pill Returning Spirit Dan?"
Ming Zhitian, proud of his Xuanhe Divine Body, which rendered him immune to all poisons, replied, "Yes, I don't need it. Take it."
Dong Qianyue accepted it, smiling faintly. Grateful, she invited Ming Zhitian to stay at Wanli Senmu. "I would like to host you, esteemed Ming Xiushen, at Moon Manor for a chat. I will prepare a banquet for us, just the two of us, how about it?"
Dong Qianyue's words were clear enough for anyone to understand.
Ming Zhitian thought of his women and politely declined. "No, let's catch up another time."
"Wait."
Ming Zhitian turned back. "Is there something else?"
Dong Qianyue tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Ming... Xiushen, the representatives of our four sects have something to discuss with you. Please rest here for the night before leaving."
As Ming Zhitian hesitated, Dong Qianyue added awkwardly, "Um... I know you dislike crowds. I've prepared a single suite for you. You can rest assured, no one will disturb you."
Ming Zhitian asked, "What is it?"
Dong Qianyue explained, "We are still wrapping up the aftermath of the Demon Sect army's attack today. We're a bit busy. Please bear with us for one night. We'll come for you first thing tomorrow morning. It will be brief, just some handover, it won't take up too much of your time."
Ming Zhitian nodded. "Alright."
In the evening, Ming Zhitian checked into Wanli Senmu. Dong Qianyue personally arranged a VIP single suite for him. This was the first time a man had ever stayed there; Wanli Senmu had always accommodated women, not men.
Due to the Supreme Sect Leader's influence, no one dared to gossip, even if Ming Zhitian stayed for a year.
The next day, the four Grand Sect Leaders arrived at Ming Zhitian's accommodation as promised, intending to invite him out.
Dong Qianyue said, "Esteemed Ming Xiushen is still sleeping soundly. We'll wait outside."
The other three Grand Sect Leaders replied, "Of course, of course."
Ming Zhitian, who had already sensed their arrival, walked out directly. "Good morning, everyone."
His sudden greeting left the four Grand Sect Leaders overwhelmed with gratitude.
Ming Zhitian noticed many people present, including the sect leaders of the twenty-three sects and thirty-nine gates. It seemed his influence was growing.
They proceeded to the Grand Sect’s secret meeting chamber and sat down. Seeing their hesitant demeanor, Ming Zhitian spoke first. "Four of you, please speak freely. A part of my current achievements is thanks to Tian Nan Jie. His friends are my friends."
The four exchanged envious glances, thinking, "Is it just because of Tian Nan Jie?"
They looked at each other, still hesitant to speak. Finally, they nominated a representative, Dong Qianyue. Being a woman, she would be easier to approach.
Dong Qianyue produced four seals and said, "It's like this, esteemed Ming Xiushen. We would like to ask you to be the Grand Sect Leader of the twenty-three sects and thirty-nine gates, to lead us to greater heights."