Maxton’s words left Hong Changqing momentarily speechless.


    Deep down, Hong Changqing understood that despite his dedication and hard work for Taizhen Dao over the decades, he couldn’t escape the burden of losing the ancestral medicine cauldron. After all, it was a precious heirloom handed down through thirty-nine generations over thousands of years. If it had simply vanished without a trace, perhaps he would have felt some relief.


    However, the unfortunate reality was that as the eldest disciple, he was well aware of the cauldron’s significance. If it were to be truly lost, he would forever be marked as a sinner in the eyes of the sect.


    This is why Maxton was reluctant to shoulder the me on behalf of Hong Changqing, and he could empathize with his feelings.


    Yet, the current predicament posed a real challenge for him. Maxton had firmly rejected the identity of the fortieth head of the sect, which meant that, to the more than 200 disciples of Taizhen Dao, he was still regarded as their leader.<fncf67> Updates are released by fι?dnοvel</fncf67><h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    With Charlie’s training session approaching and Maxton having brought over two hundred Taizhen Dao disciples to Aurous Hill, he felt overwhelmed with responsibilities.


    What troubled him even more was how he should exin this situation to Charlie.


    Feeling quite downcast, Hong Changqing couldn’t help but voice his frustrations, saying, “Maxton, we should handle this matter as master and disciple. You mentioned you don’t want to be the head of the sect, which is understandable. But if that’s the case, why didn’t you tell me directly? Instead, you used my title to bring all the Taizhen Dao disciples to Aurous Hill without my consent. Is that really appropriate?”


    Maxton replied, feeling a bit hurt, “Master, you are the head of Taizhen Dao, yet you’ve abandoned the sect to stay here in Aurous Hill. The brothers and uncles have been waiting for you to return. I can’t just tell them that you’vepletely given up on everyone. For instance, there’s nothing wrong with my mother remarrying; it’s her personal choice. But there must be a proper arrangement for the children, right? If you just leave everything behind, it’s only natural for the kids to feel abandoned!”


    Upon hearing this, Hong Changqing realized he couldn’t have a productive conversation with Maxton, so he simply sat in the passenger seat, sighing in resignation, “Maxton, Maxton, you’ve put me in a difficult position…” Maxton then asked, “


    “Master?” He hesitated, “There’s something I’ve never really understood.”


    Hong Changqing sighed, “What is it that you don’t understand?”


    Maxton continued, “Master, I recognize Mr. Wade’s immense power, and I know you are eager to receive his guidance. But must you really give up the position of the head of Taizhen Dao? Your standing in the sect is unmatched by any disciple. If the disciples were to acknowledge Mr. Wade directly, some uncles and brothers might resist out of pride. However, if you step forward, they would naturally have no reason to object. Why insist on resigning your position? Why not pass the leadership to a disciple instead?”


    Hong Changqing reflected, “Ultimately, it alles down to a series of missteps.”


    He then lowered his head, a hint of shame in his expression, and confessed, “I once told you that the reason I lost the medicine cauldron was due to my own impure motives. But there’s something I haven’t shared with you…” Maxton inquired, “


    “What is that?”


    With a heavy heart, Hong Changqing admitted, “Initially, Master Wade intended for Wei Shi to join his sect, and he took a personal interest in him. Master Wade even sincerely gave Wei Shi an elixir, allowing his cultivation to reach the Great Perfection of the Ming Realm…”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center wp-block-heading" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>