235: He Zimu's choice! The third true disciple Xu Shi

The Inner Sect Disciples spoke one after another.

“Enough!”

He Zimu nodded.

Then, without waiting for the Inner Sect Disciple in front of him to say anything more, He Zimu waved his arm.

In an instant, a giant python descended from the sky, black clouds gathering, obscuring the sun and sky. The overbearing Qi surrounding it, the moment it appeared, caused all the Inner Sect Disciples in front of him to lose their composure.

The giant python opened its gaping maw, spiritual energy surging, spewing countless scorching flames, extremely powerful!

The flames swept in.

How could these Inner Sect Disciples, who had already lost their composure, possibly be opponents?

The flames roared.

Looking closely, although these Inner Sect Disciples had spiritual light flickering on their bodies, the spiritual light quickly shattered. The flames then engulfed them, and in a short while, they became desiccated corpses.

Upon closer inspection, they still retained a human form.

When everything concluded, He Zimu’s face was as calm as an ancient well, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

“Bring the bodies to the pavilion before the Elder!”

“When Steward Yang returns, report this matter to him and say that the Inner Sect Disciples rebelled and have been executed by me, so Steward Yang will not have to worry in the slightest!”

He Zimu spoke.

On both sides of the courtyard gate where he lived, the ripples of a Formation slowly emerged.

Immediately after, two Inner Sect Disciples appeared, one on the left and one on the right, strictly carrying out He Zimu’s words!

“Yes, Senior Brother He!”

The spiritual energy fluctuations on their bodies were equally powerful, each having already reached the Spirit Venerable Realm!

Within the Sect, although there was a difference in status between Disciples and Stewards, it was not that vast. It mainly depended on strength and background.

Under normal circumstances, an Inner Sect Disciple who broke through to the Spirit Venerable Realm could be comparable to an ordinary Green Robe Steward.

And Core Disciples, above Inner Sect Disciples, could be comparable to White-Robed Stewards.

True Disciples, on the other hand, were comparable to Purple-Robed Stewards.

If only strength was considered, there would basically be no surprises.

Unfortunately!

Stewards had one more thing than Disciples!

The power to control Disciples!

Coupled with similar strength, even though it was just this seemingly non-existent extra bit, it was still enough for the Steward Hall to control so many Disciples for so many years!

It had been perfectly controlled!

What’s more, there was power above power!

The Elder Hall was the true key!

While possessing greater power, they also possessed stronger strength. Disciples were destined not to be their opponents from the very beginning!

And the reason Yang Yucheng was able to make He Zimu so submissive before was partly because of his strength, which had already reached the combat power of the Spirit Venerable Realm.

Among those in the Spirit Venerable Realm, it was not difficult for one to defeat another, but it was not so simple to kill him. The other reason was Yang Yucheng’s background.

A true Protector Elder in the Spirit Sect Realm!

And for him to become a Protector Elder, his Spirit Sect Realm was not merely a recent Breakthrough. There were even rumors that he was about to be promoted to a formal Elder.

That meant it was highly possible he would break through to the Middle Stage of the Spirit Sect Realm, or perhaps he had already broken through.

He might even have a chance to break through to the Spirit Master Realm in the future.

Only with such potential could he become a formal Elder of the Qingyun Grotto-Heaven!

Within the Sect!

Strength and status were basically proportional, one linking to another, each level of strength a new heaven.

The importance of strength was unquestionable.

With Yang Yucheng’s strength and the power of his background and status pressing down, how could He Zimu possibly be his opponent?

Inferior to others, submitting to others!

There was nothing shameful about it.

Submitting to the strong was not a bad thing either.

Especially from Yang Yucheng’s current attitude, he seemed not to care much about the Dragon Lair Treasure Land!

“Steward Yang, what exactly do you want to do?”

A gleam flashed in He Zimu’s eyes as he muttered to himself... The prosperous city, Qingyun City!

Yang Yucheng had only gazed at it from afar yesterday. Today, he strode forward, swift as the wind, and only upon arriving did he realize the vastness and antiquity of this city before him!

Every bluestone on it seemed to brew with blood and the wild aura of ancient times.

Especially after being steeped in the passage of time, every bluestone seemed to have already reached the Materials level of a Magic Treasure.

The huge city gate, black and red.

Yang Yucheng’s gaze swept over it, and he could even perceive the spiritual energy fluctuations on it. It was actually Materials that could be refined into High Grade Spiritual Artifacts, showing the immense wealth of the Heavenly Soul Sect and Qingyun Grotto-Heaven!

He took out his Steward token, and a small amount of contribution was deducted from it as an entry fee.

As a new Steward like Yang Yucheng, the token initially came with a thousand contribution points, so they weren’t truly left penniless and without anything.

Upon entering the city!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The faint sound of bells drifted on the wind.

Yang Yucheng looked over and saw a caravan that had just entered from outside the city gate.

At the forefront of the caravan were white camels.

It was the camel bells hanging on their bodies that made the sound. All the people in the caravan were Sect Disciples!

Standing on both sides were black-clothed outer Disciples, while white-clothed Inner Sect Disciples sat on the camels.

And within the caravan’s carriages!

Presumably, these were the legendary Core Disciples who had already reached the Middle Stage Spirit Venerable Realm, and the Realm of True Disciples needed no further mention.

Late Stage Spirit Venerable Realm!

Before the Middle Three Realms — Spirit Venerable Realm, the major Realm distinguished between Disciples; after the Spirit Venerable Realm, the minor Realm distinguished between Disciples.

It was divided just right.

“It’s the Third Core Disciple’s caravan.”

“I didn’t expect them to find white camels this time. These are extremely rare traveling mounts for caravans on the market. With them, efficiency can be increased by an immeasurable amount.”

“Currently, only the First Core Disciple’s Profound Bone Caravan and the Second Core Disciple’s Black Blood Caravan possess such exotic beasts! The Third Core Disciple caught up so quickly!”

“The Steward Hall has its ways of profiting, and we Disciples are certainly not bad either, but unfortunately, the Steward Hall remains high and mighty, and we Disciples can only strive for these small gains.”

“I wonder which True Disciple will dare to challenge the Steward Hall in the future. It’s truly unimaginable!”

In Qingyun Grotto-Heaven, rules were paramount.

Such a concept had long been deeply ingrained in people’s hearts, so the nearby Grotto-Heaven Sect Disciples merely grumbled.

Didn’t you see!

The True Disciples had been operating in this Qingyun City below for so many years, yet they still hadn’t risen against the tide and replaced the vast Steward Hall.

Most Disciples had long given up any hope for this.

There were even rumors that all True Disciples had already allied with the various Stewards of the Steward Hall, so Disciples below the True Disciples had no chance whatsoever.

It was purely wishful thinking.

Everyone just made do, living one day at a time!