He was not the only one who thought that way. Especially after I began taking over part of the sect's administrative affairs, many people secretly observed me, and some were even waiting to watch a joke unfold. How could a young man with absolutely no foundation possibly handle the complex affairs of an entire sect? Surely it would not take long before he completely ruined everything and shamefully surrendered the position.
Yet that suddenly appearing senior brother used a speed and efficiency that shocked everyone to take over all the work that True Lord Mo Yuan casually tossed down. From being awkward and cautious at the beginning to becoming skilled and composed later on, everything happened unbelievably fast.
I seemed to possess an innate talent for observation and coordination. Whether it was conflicts between disciples, resource allocation, or handling the miscellaneous issues within the sect, I could always quickly find the key point and use the most suitable method to resolve it. If disciples were in conflict, I patiently mediated. If resources needed to be distributed, I balanced the interests of all parties. I could even discover problems within the dining hall and improve them. Just like today — if the senior brother had not suddenly come to inspect and point out flaws in the ingredients, then perhaps those disciples would not have been able to enjoy such a stable meal.
A Lingyun Sect that had once been somewhat disorganized gradually became orderly and clear under the senior brother's step-by-step management. Its operational efficiency even became far higher than before.
But the thing that shocked people the most was still my cultivation speed.
In merely three years, from an ordinary mortal with absolutely no cultivation, I directly stepped into the stable Golden Core realm. In the cultivation world, forming a Golden Core within a hundred years was already considered smooth progress. Those capable of reaching the Golden Core realm within ten years were all peerless geniuses worthy of being recorded in history. Yet the senior brother only used three years to travel the entire distance from zero to the Golden Core realm. That speed nearly overturned the entire cultivation world's understanding.
When the news spread, the entire sect was greatly shaken. Some people even suspected that I cultivated evil arts, or used methods that burned away potential in exchange for rapid advancement. Because of that, several highly respected elders in the sect jointly examined my body.
The result left everyone speechless. There was no evil aura. There were no signs of lifespan depletion or damaged potential. It was purely extraordinary natural talent combined with an absurdly terrifying cultivation speed. It was said that after learning the results that day, quite a few peak masters regretted it so much that they beat their chests and lamented to the heavens. Such a heavenly genius seedling had already been casually picked up by the sect master.
The first time Chen Fan heard that I had completely taken over the sect's administrative affairs, he was so shocked that his jaw nearly dropped. How could a human possibly have that much time? Did Senior Brother somehow have forty-eight hours in a single day? Or did he simply not need sleep at all?
After the initial shock, the dissatisfaction in his heart ultimately transformed into indescribable admiration. Chen Fan was forced to admit that some people were born beyond ordinary standards. True Lord Mo Yuan's judgment was indeed not something ordinary people could speculate about.
At this moment, Chen Fan sat not far away, secretly looking toward me. There was no dissatisfaction left in his heart anymore. Only deep respect remained.
Meanwhile, I was completely unaware of the rich inner thoughts he was having right now. I was still seriously dealing with the final bites of spiritual rice in my bowl. At the same time, I was rapidly organizing the afternoon's plans in my mind.
This afternoon, the preparatory meeting for the sect's minor competition would take place at Lingyun Hall on the main peak.
The minor competition was an important annual event of Lingyun Sect. It was used to inspect the disciples' cultivation results and select young talents. Its scale was second only to the grand sect competition. Logically speaking, this kind of event should have been handled by the peak masters and elders. But ever since I took over part of the sect's administrative affairs, True Lord Mo Yuan seemed to think that training opportunities cannot be wasted. Thus, he casually tossed the preparatory coordination work onto me as well.
So this afternoon, not only did I have to attend, I also had to preside over the meeting.
Thinking about this immediately caused pressure to surge within me. If I arrived at the meeting without knowing anything, or if some elder pointed out flaws on the spot, then the image of the perfect senior brother that I had painstakingly built over three years would probably collapse instantly, like a magical artifact running out of spirit stones.
After finishing lunch, I almost flew straight back to Falling River Peak. The moment I entered the room, what greeted my eyes was a stack of documents piled half a meter high upon the desk. Before I even had time to drink a mouthful of water, I directly sat down and began processing them at high speed.
This was an ability I had trained over the past three years: handling multiple tasks simultaneously. If outsiders were to witness this scene, they would probably understand why I sometimes always wore the expression of someone who had stayed awake for three straight days. Sometimes I felt that I was not a Golden Core cultivator, but rather the legendary office worker trapped in endless overtime.
After finishing the necessary documents, I took a deep breath before transforming into a streak of light and flying straight toward Lingyun Hall on the main peak.