4058 He had to convince everyone.
Originally, he had thought that after a few more years, when everyone had forgotten about this matter, there would still be a chance to support Ling Zi Yun to the position of young master. Who would have thought that Ling mo Feng would propose to elect a young master so quickly? he was afraid that no matter who the position of young master was given to, it would not fall on his precious son’s head.
“Our Ling family has endured for so many years. It’s time for us to take back what originally belonged to our Ling family. The great clan judgement committee’s selection this time is our best chance. We want everyone to see the glory of the Ling family’s younger generation, and we want everyone to know that our Ling family has returned. From now on, no one will dare to look down on our Ling family, and no one will dare to provoke our Ling family. If anyone is not convinced, then let us Ling family descendants beat them up until they are convinced!” Ling mofeng said with pride.
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“Does that mean that you already have a suitable candidate for the patriarch?” The third elder asked despite knowing the answer. Among the current descendants of the Ling family, Ling Chuxi’s strength was the strongest, far surpassing the others. If it was for the purpose of making a name for herself in the aristocratic family’s ruling Council’s selection, then she was the most suitable candidate.
“That’s right. I want to make Chuxi the young master. I wonder what everyone’s thoughts are?” Ling mo Feng said frankly.
“I agree with Lord patriarch’s opinion. With Chuxi’s strength, she can indeed take on this heavy responsibility.” Ling mo you still supported Ling mo Feng as firmly as before.
“I also agree with the head of the family …” The other elders and family heads also expressed their opinions. After all, Ling Chuxi’s cultivation level was there for all to see. Other than her, who else had the cultivation level that was steadily stronger than the other descendants of the ancient aristocratic families?
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“I object!” The 3rd elder stood up and shouted.
“Oh?” Ling mo Feng looked at the third elder indifferently.
“Ling Chuxi has only returned to the family for a few days. Although her strength is not bad, our Ling family only has one spot for the aristocratic family adjudication board’s great selection. No matter how strong she is, how many rounds can she win? I’m not convinced that she’s the young master just for this reason. ” The third elder said in a flustered and exasperated manner.
“Then, do you have a better candidate?” Ling mo Feng asked.
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“This …” The third elder hesitated. He did have a better candidate, but if he were to say it out loud, not only would no one agree, but they would also definitely scoff at him.
“If we’re talking about the young master candidate, I think Yi Tong is a good choice. She’s young and talented, and not only is she a sovereign, but she’s also an extraordinary Alchemist. What’s even more valuable is that she gave up the opportunity to become a top master and focused on alchemy in order to help her family rise. With such talent, strength, and character, isn’t he more suitable to become the clan head?” The third elder’s face turned and he said with a serious expression.
It was no longer realistic to help Ling Ziyun become the young master. However, he was also not willing to see that little girl Ling Chuxi become the young master, so he might as well bring up Ling Yitong.
After hearing the third elder’s words, everyone in the hall hesitated. For an ancient family like the Ling family, there were many talents in their descendants. As long as they had a few decades of cultivation, they would not lack experts. Therefore, choosing a young master was much more far-reaching than those small families.
Talent, strength, virtue, and integrity were all indispensable. Strength might not be the strongest, but it must bring the greatest benefits to the family, and also make the entire family convinced.
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