56: Chapter 56 Thirty Years East of the River?

The phantom of Daoist Duobao fell into silence.

Only the sound of Spiritual Qi surging in the dark red area remained in the valley.

After a long while, the voice of Daoist Duobao sounded again, "Revered Master said back then that your temperament is too extreme."

"There are clearly reliable ways to reinforce the barrier and resolve the crisis, yet you insist on taking such an extreme path."

"If you truly cause irreversible consequences and let the Desolate Realm suffer another great disaster, what face will you have to see Revered Master beneath the Nine Springs?"

The voice of Master of Hundred Treasure Tower suddenly turned cold, and the black mist surged more violently: "You certainly speak easily!"

"All these years you have devoted yourself to cultivating low-level Cultivators, discovering so-called Geniuses, and even sparing no cost to the Sect's Foundation to tamper with the iron law of the cultivation world where the strong prey on the weak, delusionally hoping to let Geniuses grow up safely under your protection."

"But what is the result? The barrier of the Desolate Realm is still weakening day by day, the cracks are getting deeper, and the crisis has never truly disappeared!"

"I have exhausted my years waiting, absolutely not for such a self-deceiving result."

The phantom of Daoist Duobao could no longer speak, clearly having been struck at a sore spot.

"Thirty years."

Master of Hundred Treasure Tower spoke slowly, his tone carrying the determination of burning his boats, "I will wait another thirty years. If within thirty years the crisis of the barrier still cannot be resolved, I will personally break this false peace."

"Even if I have to burn the Desolate Realm to ashes, I will pull out the hidden danger by the roots!"

As the voice fell, the dark red throne gradually became transparent, and the surrounding dark red Qi also dissolved into the Void Realm.

After a long time, a long and heavy sigh echoed through the valley.

The phantom of Daoist Duobao also slowly faded away, and the valley returned to its former deathly silence, as if everything that had just happened was merely an illusion.

Only on the rock wall deep in the valley, a tiny crack was quietly spreading, like a hibernating Vicious Beast, foreshadowing a storm about to sweep through the Desolate Realm, which had already begun to brew in the shadows.

...

Several days later.

Inside the Duobao Sect, the number one Sect of the Central Continent.

Dozens of people sat on both sides of the Duobao Hall.

They were all the Peak Revered Masters of the various branches of the Duobao Sect and the Elders of the Duobao Sect.

Gathering together this time, there was only one core topic.

Whether to increase the allocation of resources to True Disciples before the arrival of the "Year of the Heavenly Dog," and concentrate the Sect's power to Cultivate a batch of top Geniuses to cope with potential unknown crises.

During the discussion, opinions from all sides were diametrically opposed, and the disagreement was great.

The supporting side believed that the Year of the Heavenly Dog is a period when Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi changes, and it is also a golden window for Cultivators to achieve a Breakthrough in their Realm; increasing resource allocation could help True Disciples grow faster and solidify the Sect's Foundation.

The opposing side bluntly stated that Duobao Pavilion is now the premier Sect in the Central Continent, with branches spread throughout the Desolate Realm, and every allocation of resources involves intricate interests.

Rashly increasing the cultivation efforts for True Disciples would inevitably touch upon the interests of other branches and low-level Cultivators, which would likely trigger internal turmoil.

Moreover, although the resources for cultivating True Disciples would not cause Duobao Pavilion to suffer serious damage, it would be an astronomical figure over time, and the cost-effectiveness might not be very high.

After several rounds of heated debate, the opposing side eventually gained the upper hand, and the proposal was temporarily shelved.

Just when all the Peak Revered Masters thought the meeting was about to end, Daoist Duobao, who had been sitting silently in the main seat, suddenly spoke.

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty: "This proposal is approved."

This sentence was like a thunderclap on flat ground, shocking all the Peak Revered Masters present, who looked up at the Sect Master in the main seat one after another, their faces full of disbelief.

You must know, this Sect Master has always been known for being gentle and enlightened, emphasizing collective wisdom in everything, and has never been arbitrary.

Yet this time, he went against the majority opinion, directly vetoed the resolution of the Peak Revered Masters, and forcibly passed the resource allocation proposal; this abnormal attitude was obvious.

But even with doubts growing in their hearts, no Peak Revered Master dared to speak out in opposition.

The Sect Master's cultivation was unfathomable, and his decision was by no means a momentary impulse; there must be deeper considerations behind it.

After the meeting ended, the Peak Revered Masters left the Peak Revered Master Hall one after another.

...

Nanyun City.

In the small courtyard at No. 23, East Street, Second Ring, in the quiet room, the Spiritual Qi swirled like thin mist.

Jiang Miaoyi was sitting cross-legged, concentrating on her Cultivate.

Her brows suddenly furrowed slightly, as she sensed an unusual fluctuation coming from the identity jade token in her bosom, interrupting her rhythm of Cultivate.

She immediately stopped her Cultivate and took out the cyan jade token from her bosom.

She saw that the surface of the jade token was surrounded by a faint glimmer, and the runes on it flowed like stars; it was clear that someone was contacting her.

Jiang Miaoyi did not dare to delay, splitting off a wisp of Divine Sense and slowly probing into the jade token.

The next moment, the steady voice of Senior Brother Luo Feng rang in her mind: "Junior Sister, a major event has occurred in the Sect; for you and True Disciple Chu, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

"What is it?" Jiang Miaoyi's heart tightened, and she hurriedly concentrated to listen carefully.

Luo Feng's cultivation had already reached the Early Stage of the Nascent Soul, and he held the position of Elder; what could be called a "major event" by him was definitely not a small matter.

Luo Feng's tone was quite grave as he said: "The Sect has just passed a resolution to significantly increase the resource allocation for True Disciples, at least threefold."

"Moreover, the previous cultivation models will also be adjusted. The specific details have not been announced yet, but it is certain that this is an excellent opportunity for both you and Chu Feng!"

Jiang Miaoyi was shocked, "Senior Brother, is this true?"

She knew very well that the resource allocation of the Duobao Sect had always been very strict.

Especially those treasure-level resources; even Earth-Grade True Disciples needed to use contribution points to exchange for them.

This threefold increase in resource allocation was undoubtedly timely help.

"When has Senior Brother ever lied to you?"

Luo Feng's voice carried a touch of certainty, "In as short as half a month, or as long as a month, the Sect's resources will be distributed one after another."

"I will contact you then and tell you the specific arrangements. You must remember to urge True Disciple Chu; do not miss this good opportunity."

"I have been in the Sect for so many years and have never seen such a generous resource allocation; it shows that the Sect Master attaches great importance to this cultivation, and there must be deeper meaning behind it."

The message ended, and the glimmer on the jade token gradually faded away.

Jiang Miaoyi's spirited face could still not hide her excitement.

She knew better than anyone that the gap between True Disciples largely lies in the acquisition of treasure-level resources.

This time, the headquarters is increasing the allocation, which will surely open up the supply of treasure-level resources. For Chu Feng, this is undoubtedly a huge stroke of luck.

She suppressed the excitement in her heart and turned to walk towards the talisman-making room on the west side of the small courtyard.

Jiang Miaoyi gently pushed open the door, restraining her aura, not daring to disturb him rashly.

Her eyes slowly swept across this small talisman-making room.

This was her first time coming in.

Cultivators value the privacy of their places of Cultivate very much, especially those who are proficient in some skill; they dislike outsiders prying or disturbing them even more.

Even True Monarch Haori of Duobao Pavilion would get angry if disturbed while making talismans.

Jiang Miaoyi, as a True Disciple, understood this well, so previously when Chu Feng went in to make talismans, she never actively probed, let alone visited.