Free Web NovelChapter 41: Chapter 40: Sect Assembly
"Master, we’re rich, we’re rich!"
"Over two hundred and sixty thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones in total! These Loose Cultivators are such easy marks!"
"Sigh, why didn’t we discover this way of making money before? But it’s not too late now. The other Golden Core True Masters are all high and mighty; only our Magic Peak is down-to-earth."
A Magic Peak disciple at the Qi Refining Peak smiled and handed a Storage Pouch full of Spirit Stones to Mu Chengping.
Mu Chengping swept his Divine Sense over it, and his previous appearance as an enlightened master vanished completely. He said in surprised excitement, "We earned so many Spirit Stones from just a one-hour lecture! This is much faster than those Tier Three Alchemists from Jade Cauldron Peak."
"Good disciple! If you hadn’t suggested this, I would have never imagined this method could be so profitable!" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Faced with Mu Chengping’s praise, the Magic Peak disciple gave a shy smile.
The Magic Peak, much like the Beast Taming Peak, was in a state of continuous decline. Not only did it lack a Purple Mansion True Monarch to oversee it, but it didn’t even have a Golden Core Peak cultivator. They were utterly impoverished, and each year the peak’s disciples and Elders could only rely on maintaining the Arrays to earn a few Spirit Stones. ƒrēewebnovel.com
The more clever disciples and Elders would also try to earn resources through other means, such as Talisman Making.
But the results were negligible and did little to change the Magic Peak’s impoverished state. At present, they were only slightly better off than the Beast Taming Peak, whose methods for earning money were even worse.
But now, Mu Chengping had discovered a new source of wealth. Just by sitting here and lecturing on Daoist Skills for an hour, he had made over 260,000 Spirit Stones. At this rate of earning, he wished he could give several more lectures.
Mu Chengping had many disciples to care for, so spending a little time lecturing for resources was nothing. However, his disciple had advised him not to do it too often. Once or twice a month was the absolute limit; any more would risk devaluing Golden Core True Masters.
So, after some thought, Mu Chengping had agreed.
’It’s just some rudimentary knowledge, yet so many people came to listen.’
Mu Chengping lamented how easily the Spirit Stones had come.
Beside him, the Magic Peak disciple chuckled. "Master, you’re a Golden Core True Master. Even if you fart, it would smell fragrant."
Mu Chengping laughed and cursed good-naturedly, "You brat. Alright, take half of these Spirit Stones and give them to your martial brothers. It wasn’t easy for them to maintain the site either."
"Yes, Master."
Just as the Magic Peak disciple was about to take the Storage Pouch, a streak of light flew out from the Wanxiang Sect’s Main Peak, heading straight for them.
Mu Chengping reached out and snatched the talisman paper firmly from the air. He then swept his Divine Sense over it, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Master, what’s wrong?" the Magic Peak disciple asked curiously.
Mu Chengping’s expression darkened. His figure rose into the air as he said, "An emergency sect meeting has been called. The Peak Masters and Elders of the Five Peaks are required to attend immediately. I don’t know what’s happened to cause such urgency."
"I’m going to go see what’s happening. You take care of things here."
With that, Mu Chengping took a step forward, and his figure vanished from the jade platform.
The next moment, he appeared on the Main Peak. Then, he transformed into a streak of light and flew to the highest conference hall on the peak.
"Oh? Fellow Daoist Mu, you arrived quite quickly." At the entrance of the conference hall, an old man saw him and spoke with a smile on his face.
"Greetings, Elder Xiang. Do you know what’s happened to warrant gathering so many people?" Mu Chengping asked, cupping his hands in a salute.
The scale of this sect meeting was significant. Not only were the Peak Masters of the Five Peaks required to attend, but so were all the Golden Core Level Elders. It was safe to say the entire upper echelon was present.
And this Elder Xiang before him was the Peak Master of Jade Cauldron Peak, a Late-stage Golden Core, and a Tier Four Alchemist!
His status in the sect was a cut above the rest; he might know something about the situation.
Xiang Fu stroked his beard and said, "This sect meeting was convened by Li Jiran, the Peak Master of Sword Control Peak. As for the specifics, this old man doesn’t know yet, but it’s most likely related to the Cang Country in Qingzhou Province."
"Cang Country!" Mu Chengping was startled.
Qingzhou Province and Wuzhou were neighboring regions, but their cultures were vastly different.
In Qingzhou, the mortal world was governed by a nation. A thousand years ago, the Cang Country conquered six other kingdoms, unifying the Cultivation Sects of Qingzhou Province. Over there, the Cang Country’s Royal Family was supreme, and imperial power reigned above all.
Wuzhou, on the other hand, divided its mortal territories by sect, with various Cultivation Clans managing the cities. The sects reigned supreme over everything, and mortal powers could never rise to prominence. So-called "nations" had never even appeared.
A few hundred years ago, as the Cultivation Sects of Cang Country united, they sought to expand their territory and launched a great war to invade Wuzhou.
The casualties in that war were innumerable. Dozens of Purple Mansion True Monarchs fell, along with countless Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators. It was from that time that the Wanxiang Sect began its decline, its status plummeting from its position as a Cultivation Holy Land in Wuzhou.
However, Wuzhou ultimately won that war. The Cang Country also paid a terrible price and has yet to recover to this day.
Similarly, many of Wuzhou’s sects, both large and small, were annihilated, which eventually led to the formation of the Three Gates and Six Sects.
Among them, the Three Gates were first-rate, top-tier powers, while the Six Sects, including the Wanxiang Sect, were ranked as second-rate.
Wuzhou is currently divided and governed by them.
Their combined strength was still somewhat inferior to that of the Cang Country in Qingzhou. If Cang Country intended to start a second great war, the current Wanxiang Sect could not afford to play that game. They would be in grave danger!
Mu Chengping’s expression was tense. He had only recently broken through to the Golden Core realm. In terms of strength, he was at the bottom among the Elders. If a great war were to break out, he would very likely die in it.
Seeing this, Xiang Fu, who was beside him, chuckled. "Fellow Daoist Mu, relax. A great war isn’t so easily started. Cang Country has yet to fully recover from the severe blow to its Vitality from last time."
"Besides, even if a war does break out, the Profound Yin Sect, Seven Stars Sect, and Purple Rainbow Sect will be at the forefront. We sects at the back will have at least several decades to prepare."
Hearing this, Mu Chengping’s tense mood did indeed improve a great deal.
The border between Wuzhou and Qingzhou was ruled by the Three Gates. They would be the ones to bear the brunt of any attack. After all these years, considering the resources the Three Gates had accumulated and the number of Purple Mansion True Monarchs they had produced, it was unlikely they would let Cang Country break through their defenses.
With that, he relaxed and said with a smile, "Elder Xiang still sees things most clearly."
"Mm, let’s go in. A few more fellow daoists have arrived," Xiang Fu said with a laugh.
Several streaks of light landed one after another before the hall’s entrance. Each one was a Golden Core True Master.
Soon, all the high-ranking members of the Wanxiang Sect had gathered.
The four Peak Masters of the Inheritance Peaks sat in the main seats, with the Golden Core Elders seated below. The atmosphere was solemn and grave.
’He’s here.’ Mu Chengping looked up just in time to see a flash of Sword Light, which transformed into a figure that landed in the last of the main seats.
The newcomer was none other than the Peak Master of Sword Control Peak, Li Jiran!
He wore a black robe, his figure slender yet exuding a certain resolve. He seemed to have just rushed back from a very distant place, not even having had time to wash the bloodstains from his sleeves.
After Li Jiran sat down, his sharp gaze swept over everyone. Without any pleasantries or idle chatter, he spoke directly, "I’ve gathered you all today to announce something."
"The Sect Leader of the Purple Rainbow Sect... has fallen in Qingzhou Province."
The moment his words fell, everyone’s expression changed drastically. They shot up from their seats and exclaimed in shock, "What?"
