105: The retreat is over; it's time to settle things!

Myriad Dao Divine Mountain.

That Super Spirit Gathering Formation, personally laid down by Chu Xuanjin, was operating at an unprecedented efficiency.

The entire divine mountain was enveloped by a curtain of Spirit Liquid rain so dense it had practically materialized.

The Spiritual Plants in the mountains grew, withered, and regrew at a visible speed. With each cycle, they became more translucent, and the spiritual rhythm they contained grew more astonishing.

Immortal cranes frolicked in the spiritual rain, and with every flap of their wings, they were stained with bits of seven-colored light.

The mountain had been sealed for over a month.

For the nearly twenty thousand Disciples of the Myriad Dao Divine Sect, this month was like a Rebirth that transformed them completely.

All the Sect's resources—the Cultivation Technique Pavilion, Treasure Artifact Pavilion, Medicinal Pill Room, and even the dao conveying jade wall—were open without limit.

Medicinal Pills were eaten like jellybeans.

Spiritual Artifacts were used like firewood.

Cultivation Techniques were so numerous they were dazzling.

Under such reckless piling of resources, combined with the terrifying cultivation environment of the divine mountain itself and the tireless personal guidance from the Elders...

The cultivation of all Disciples soared like they were on a flying boat.

Even the Utility Disciples with the worst Aptitude had their cultivation raised by at least two minor Realms.

Many of those Outer and Inner Sect Disciples, who already had good talent, directly broke through a major Realm!

The entire Sect presented a scene of prosperity and bustling madness.

Inside the Hall of Inheriting Skills, Shi Potian looked at the hundreds of Inner Sect Disciples sitting cross-legged below, their auras rising steadily, and his old face blossomed with a smile.

"Hahaha! Good! Excellent! This is how my Myriad Dao Divine Sect should look!"

In the Sword Tomb, Ye Chenfeng sat cross-legged before a broken sword.

His eyes were tightly closed, and the qingshuang sword in his hand was already overburdened, covered in cracks.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

An invisible Sword Intent burst from his eyes.

"Crack!"

That High Grade Spiritual Artifact that had accompanied him for a long time, the qingshuang sword, shattered at the sound, turning into a pile of ordinary iron.

Ye Chenfeng looked at the fragments on the ground, his face showing neither sorrow nor joy.

He slowly stood up and bowed to the Void Realm.

"Revered Master, the sword is broken."

A lazy voice came from the Void Realm.

"If it's broken, then change it."

As soon as the voice fell, a long sword, entirely pitch black with stars seemingly flowing on its blade, appeared silently before Ye Chenfeng.

[Ding! Host has gifted Disciple Ye Chenfeng the Heaven Rank High Grade sword 'Lingyuan'... Triggering a hundred-million-fold critical strike return!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Divine Grade Immortal Artifact 'Ink Dragon'!]

Chu Xuanjin immediately took back the Heaven Rank 'Lingyuan' and threw the newly acquired Divine Grade Immortal Artifact 'Ink Dragon' over.

"Use this one for now."

Ye Chenfeng gripped the hilt, and a feeling of Bloodline connection arose spontaneously.

He could feel that this sword seemed to have been born for him.

"Thank you, Revered Master."

He bowed again, then turned and walked deeper into the Sword Tomb... Meanwhile.

In a small courtyard in the Middle Province, Chu Xuanjin was lying on a rocking chair, leisurely drinking tea.

Before him, a System light screen that only he could see was slowly unfolding.

[Myriad Dao Divine Sect]

[Sect Master: Chu Xuanjin]

[Realm: Late Heavenly Immortal Stage]

[Physique: Myriad Medicine Dao Physique]

[Cultivation Technique: "Dao"]

[Divine Ability: ...]

[Personal Disciples: 7]

1. Ye Chenfeng

[Realm: Middle Body Integration Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Chaos Sword Scripture" (Perfection)]

2. Su Linger

[Realm: Void Refining Initial Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Supreme Ice Soul Divine Canon" (Perfection)]

3. Wang Duojin

[Realm: Late Soul Transformation Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Celestial Bodies Array Scripture" (Major Achievement)]

4. Zhao Wuyou

[Realm: Late Body Integration Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Archaic Dragon God Scripture" (Perfection)]

5. Gongsun Yan

[Realm: Middle Golden Core Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Shennong Hundred Herbs Classic" (Minor Achievement)]

6. Ye Wushang

[Realm: Void Refining Great Perfection]

[Cultivation Technique: "Ten Thousand Demon Suppressing Hell Canon" (Major Achievement)]

7. Bai Jinnian

[Realm: Late Golden Core Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Word Spirit: Book of All Things" (Minor Achievement)]

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[Core Disciple: 1]

Zhao Wuji

[Realm: Middle Void Refining Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: "Human Emperor World Suppressing Canon" (Major Achievement)]

"Not bad, not bad."

Chu Xuanjin nodded with satisfaction.

The surge in his Disciples' cultivation caused his own to rise as well, stepping directly from Earth Immortal Great Perfection to the Late Heavenly Immortal Stage.

This feeling of leveling up while sitting down was truly great.

Just then, the System's prompt sounded again.

[Ding! Detected that the Host's Sect's overall strength has received an epic upgrade!]

[Special Reward: Sect Gift Pack *1!]

[Open now?]

"Open," Chu Xuanjin said lazily.

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining:]

[10,000 Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques! 100 Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques! 3 Immortal Rank Cultivation Techniques!]

[10,000 High Grade Spiritual Artifacts! 100 Heaven Rank Magic Treasures! 3 Low Grade Immortal Artifacts!]

[10,000 bottles of Grade Six Medicinal Pills! 1,000 bottles of Grade Seven Medicinal Pills! 100 bottles of Grade Eight Medicinal Pills!]

[... (Massive resources, automatically stored in the Sect Treasury)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Special Character Summoning Card *6!]

Chu Xuanjin was already numb looking at the long list of rewards.

"Again?"

He didn't feel much about these resources anymore.

However, those six character summoning cards piqued his interest slightly.

"Use them."

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining:]

[1 Late Mahayana Stage character (Absolute Loyalty)!]

[2 Middle Mahayana Stage characters (Absolute Loyalty)!]

[3 Early Mahayana Stage characters (Absolute Loyalty)!]

Chu Xuanjin: "..."

He fell silent.

Was the System wholesaling powerhouses?

The Mahayana Stage, in the entire Azure Cloud Continent, was a legendary existence—terrestrial immortals capable of shattering the Void Realm and ascending in broad daylight.

Now, six of them had come to him directly.

And they were all absolutely loyal workers.

Was this even going to let others play the game?

...Myriad Dao Divine Mountain, Sect Master Hall.

Chu Xuanjin summoned all the Elders and Personal Disciples.

When Mo Yuan, Enforcement Elder, and the others saw those six unfathomable figures in the center of the hall, they all gasped.

They couldn't see through the cultivation of these six people at all!

It was as if their mere presence there was out of place with this world.

"Let me introduce them to you."

Chu Xuanjin pointed at the six people and said to everyone.

"This is Chi Lan." He pointed at the middle-aged swordsman in the Late Mahayana Stage.

"These two are Zhu Xiao and Yan Feng." He pointed to the two old men in the Middle Mahayana Stage.

"These three are Su Yu, Yun Zheng, and Lin Yu."

Everyone: "..."

"From now on, the six of you will be Elders of our Sect. Normally, you don't need to bother with mundane affairs—drink tea when you should, play chess when you should. If someone blind enough comes looking for trouble, it won't be too late to act then."

"Yes! Sect Master!"

Having arranged all this, Chu Xuanjin was satisfied and prepared to go back and continue lying down.

Just then, the Core Disciple Zhao Wuji suddenly took a step forward.

His face was somewhat pale, and his expression carried a hint of anxiety.

"Revered Master!"

"What is it?" Chu Xuanjin asked.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and said solemnly, "Disciple... senses that my Great Zhao's national fortune is being forcefully shaken by an external force!"

"Just now, the National Fortune Golden Dragon let out a cry of sorrow. If it weren't for the protection of the Formation left by Senior Sister Su, I'm afraid... it would already be in danger of collapsing!"

His voice echoed in the hall.

Everyone's gaze instantly became sharp.

Chu Xuanjin was not surprised by this.

With a quick calculation, he already knew everything that had happened in the Eastern Wasteland.

"It's people from the Middle Province," he said flatly.

"Two insignificant families sent two trash in the Body Integration Stage, leading a group of garbage in the Void Refinement Stage, to clamor outside Tianjing City."

"They say they want this seat to hand over the secret treasure, otherwise, three days later, they will slaughter the city."

His voice was very flat, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

But in the ears of the crowd, it was no less than a thunderclap!

"How audacious!"

Even the usually low-profile Ye Wushang was the first to stand up.

Devilish Qi surged around him, and the terrifying aura of the Void Refining Peak caused the temperature in the entire hall to drop by several degrees.

"A mere Body Integration Stage dares to claim they'll slaughter the city? Do they think my Myriad Dao Divine Sect has no one!"

"Revered Master! This Disciple requests to go to battle!" Ye Chenfeng pressed his hand on the ink dragon sword, his Sword Intent piercing the sky.

"Please give the order, Revered Master! This Disciple is willing to go to the Eastern Wasteland immediately to kill those people!" Su Linger's voice was bone-chillingly cold.

Even the usually steady Wang Duojin now had a face full of Evil Qi.

"Dare to touch my hometown? I'm going to dig up their ancestral graves!"

Chu Xuanjin looked at the excited Disciples below, the corners of his mouth curling into an arc.

Good, this energy had been bottled up for a month, and they've finally found a place to vent it.

"Go."

He waved his sleeve.

"Ye Chenfeng, Su Linger, Ye Wushang, the three of you go with him."

"Remember."

Chu Xuanjin's voice became cold.

"Let the entire Middle Province know what the consequences are for daring to touch the territory of my Myriad Dao Divine Sect."

"This Disciple obeys!"

The four of them responded in unison.

A flash of gratitude appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he immediately took out his disciple token.

"Select anchor point: Great Zhao Dynasty, Tianjing City!"

" Buzz——"

A spatial portal slowly opened before the four of them.

Without the slightest hesitation, the four stepped inside.

The portal then closed.

Chu Xuanjin looked at the empty hall and yawned.

"Alright, it's over. Everyone, disperse."

He waved his hand at the group of new and old Elders, and his figure disappeared from the throne.

Leaving Chi Lan and the others to look at each other.

That's... it?

Was the Sect Master so confident that four juniors could deal with two in the Body Integration Stage and eighteen in the Void Refinement Stage?

The newly appointed Elder, Zhu Xiao, stroked his beard and looked at Mo Yuan nearby.

"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan, does the Sect Master... always act like this?"

Mo Yuan gave a bitter smile.

"Senior Zhu Xiao might not know."

"You have still underestimated the terrors of our Sect Master's Personal Disciples."

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Two "trash in the Body Integration Stage" and eighteen "garbage in the Void Refinement Stage": Hey fam, check out the short video, keep the gifts coming. Once we hit 100k likes for an update, we'll livestream cutting off Chu Xuanjin's dog head and wiping out his entire Myriad Dao Sect.

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Qiao Lian's face was even paler than yesterday, with a faint circle of dark shadows under her eyes. In her hand was no longer a handkerchief, but a roll of unfinished scripture, yet her fingertips hadn't moved for a long time. Hearing a commotion outside, she slowly raised her head, her eyes resentful, but a cold smile played on the corners of her mouth.

"Cough, cough..."

She coughed weakly twice before speaking slowly, her voice lower than yesterday but clearer, like silver needles quenched in ice, piercing into one's heart word by word.

"I wondered what rare guests these were; it turns out to be you, brothers and sisters. I suppose it makes sense—last night you must have been surrounding those sisters from the righteous Sects, seeing how much colorful light they received and hearing all those flatteries. How could you remember that in this little corner, there's someone about to run out of oil, who waited for you all night?"

"I thought hearts were made of flesh. Even if I, Qiao Lian, have a thousand faults, someone should have some pity for this tiny bit of longing. But after waiting all night, not even a drop of sweet dew or jade nectar appeared at my window, not even a withered leaf drifted in. Look, my heart is already half-cold."

As she spoke, she gently tapped her heart with the roll of scripture, her movements soft, but her gaze became sharp.

"Forget it, perhaps this is my fate, not worthy of being cared for, nor worthy of a sequel. It's just that these days... are truly too long and too dull. When one is idle, it's easy to let the mind wander. What if... I think about adding some 'seasoning' to some lead actress's medicine, or ruining someone's good marriage? That would be my sin."

"So, brothers and sisters, be kind and quickly urge that lord to keep writing. Grant me some playthings to relieve my boredom so I can stay well-behaved and not always think about... finding some fun in other people's stories. Otherwise, if this play is ruined by me and can't go on, it won't look good, will it?"