Chapter 91: The Victory Assembly! Chu Feng’s Mercy!

The back of True Lord Xuantian vanished into the depths of the Main Peak Hall. At that moment, the core of power within the entire Qingyun Sect completed a silent handover.

Chu Feng knew that it was not yet time to celebrate. This was the critical moment to consolidate the fruits of victory and rebuild the new power structure.

He turned around to face the crowd inside the hall. The solemn expression on his face quickly faded, replaced by that familiar, approachable smile.

“Family Members, I believe everyone has seen the results of the public vote just now. We unanimously passed the ‘Reform and Development’ proposal!”

“But!”

His tone shifted, and he raised his voice.

“I noticed that during the voting process, there were thirteen Family Members who chose to abstain. They did not vote.”

As soon as he said that, murmurs rippled through the crowd.

Everyone began whispering, glancing around, trying to see which thirteen “short-sighted” people they were.

Very soon, thirteen disciples and stewards were exposed under countless eyes, their faces pale, cold sweat running down as they wished they could disappear into a crack in the floor.

At that time, they merely thought they didn’t want to offend either side, so they simply refrained from voting. They never expected that President Chu would point them out in public.

It was over—this time they were going to be punished!

Just when those thirteen people were scared out of their wits, thinking they would be sent to the Cliff of Reflection to meditate for a hundred years, Chu Feng instead smiled and beckoned them forward.

“These thirteen Family Members, please come up to the stage.”

The thirteen of them trembled as they hesitantly walked up, heads lowered, not daring to look into Chu Feng’s eyes.

Chu Feng walked up to them. There was not the slightest trace of reproach in his demeanor. Instead, he patted the shoulder of one steward and said loudly:

“Don’t misunderstand! I asked them up here not to punish them, but to… reward them!”

“Reward?”

Everyone was stunned.

Abstaining from voting—was that something that earned a reward?

What kind of move was this?

Chu Feng smiled as he explained:

“In a healthy, progressive collective, there cannot be only one voice! These thirteen Family Members did not follow blindly—they had their own thoughts and convictions. They dared to remain calm and neutral even when everyone else was swept up in fervor. Such a spirit is truly precious!”

“I admire their courage!”

He paused for a moment, then dropped a bombshell.

“Therefore, I have decided! Starting today, our Ascension Group will officially establish the ‘Supervisory Committee’!”

“The duty of this committee is to supervise me! To oversee every decision of our Group! To prevent us from becoming arrogant from victory, and to keep us from straying down the wrong path!”

“And these thirteen Family Members will serve as the first committee members of the ‘Supervisory Committee’!”

“Wah—”

The entire hall erupted.

Everyone looked at Chu Feng as if they were staring at a monster.

This… this level of magnanimity was astonishing!

Not only did he refrain from retaliation, but he instead entrusted them with great responsibility—to supervise himself?

Those thirteen disciples and stewards who had abstained were completely dumbfounded.

Their minds went blank. Happiness had arrived too suddenly for them to process.

They only instinctively felt that not only were they spared from punishment, but they had instead ascended in status, becoming “committee members”—a title that sounded lofty and prestigious!

One steward was the first to react. With a “thud,” he fell to his knees, kowtowing to Chu Feng repeatedly, his voice choked with emotion:

“President… your boundless grace, this humble one will never forget! From this day on, this life belongs to you! Whoever dares to speak ill of you, I’ll fight them to the death!”

The others quickly followed suit, kneeling and expressing their gratitude and loyalty.

Chu Feng smiled and helped each of them up, though inwardly he sneered.

A Supervisory Committee?

It sounded impressive.

But a committee without any real authority, without resources, even dependent on those it “supervised” for salaries—what use could it possibly have?

It was nothing more than corralling these potential “unstable elements” under a pleasant title.

He could display his “kindness” and “magnanimity,” win hearts, and keep these thorns where he could see them—all at once. Why wouldn’t he?

After that “small interlude,” it was time for the reward ceremony.

“Next, I shall announce the Group’s latest senior personnel appointments!”

Chu Feng’s voice rang out again.

“Elder Liu Changqing, Elder Wang Xuanfu! During the crucial moments of our Sect’s transformation, the two of you acted with foresight and courage, making tremendous contributions to the smooth advancement of the Group!”

“By the decision of the Group’s Board of Directors—oh no, by my decision—I hereby confer upon you both the title of ‘Permanent Honorary Directors of the Group!’”

“At the same time, each of you will receive five percent of the Group’s ‘original equity shares!’”

Five percent!

At those words, Liu Changqing and Wang Xuanfu’s breathing stopped short.

They might not fully understand what “equity” meant, but they knew what “five percent” was!

Five percent of the Group’s total revenue!

What concept was that?

It meant that from now on, even if they did nothing but sit still, spirit stones would flow into their storage bags in astronomical amounts every month!

“Th-thank you… thank you, President!”

“President’s grace is boundless—we shall not hesitate to lay down our lives for you!”

The two men trembled with excitement, barely able to speak, kowtowing fervently to Chu Feng.

The last trace of guilt in their hearts toward the Old Ancestor was, at that moment, completely washed away by overwhelming profit.

Finally, Chu Feng turned his gaze toward the empty Sect Master’s throne.

He signaled to Wu Hao.

Wu Hao immediately understood. With a wave of his hand, dozens of disciples carried in several heavy chests into the hall.

When the chests were opened, they were filled with rare spiritual herbs, high-grade spirit stones, and various refining materials that were clearly of great value.

“These,” Chu Feng said with a voice full of ‘sincerity,’ “are a token of respect from our Group, on behalf of more than thirty thousand Family Members, to honor our ‘Eternal Honorary Supreme Ancestor!’”

“Wu Hao, take a team and deliver these offerings personally to the Old Ancestor’s ‘Hall of Serenity!’ Be sure to tell the Old Ancestor to cultivate in peace. With us managing the Sect, nothing will go wrong!”

“Yes, President!”

Wu Hao accepted the order, leading a grand procession to carry those “retirement funds” toward the back mountain.

Thus, under Chu Feng’s meticulous orchestration, the victory assembly ended with universal satisfaction.

Everyone felt that they were the victors of this great transformation.

But only Chu Feng himself knew that, from beginning to end, there had been only one true winner—him.

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