The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

Meanwhile, Ye Yang returned to his quiet room.

Behind Lingxiao Palace, there is a hidden cave dwelling, which was the cultivation place that Ye Yang personally created back then.

Inside the cave, the spiritual energy was as dense as mist, and the walls were inlaid with luminous pearls, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

Ye Yang sat cross-legged on the futon, closing his eyes and looking inward.

Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm.

This level is completely different from before.

He could clearly sense that the source of his Dao power had undergone a qualitative transformation. What was originally like a lake had now transformed into a vast and boundless ocean.

More importantly, every strand of Dao power within him contains the imprint of the power of lightning tribulation.

That is the recognition of the laws of heaven and earth.

Ye Yang slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, which transformed into a white ribbon that condensed in the air without dissipating. Finally, it transformed into a miniature thunder dragon, which circled several times in the stone chamber before disappearing without a trace.

"With each breath, a domain is formed..."

He muttered to himself, then raised his right hand.

In the void, visible strands of lightning laws appeared, spreading like a spider web and weaving together to form a sea of ​​lightning.

In this realm, he is the ruler.

With a thought, Ye Yang instantly condensed the lightning within his domain into a long sword, which then transformed into countless bolts of lightning in the next moment, striking in all directions.

Rumble!
Lightning flashed within the stone chamber, but not a sound was heard.

Because all of this was completely enveloped by his domain.

"This is the power of the Tribulation Dao Realm..."

A hint of satisfaction flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

Reaching this level, one can be considered a patriarch-level figure in the cultivation world.

Throughout the entire Star Sea Realm, there are only a handful of people who possess this level of cultivation.

Every cultivator at the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm is a regional overlord, a being who suppresses an entire area.

Ye Yang snapped out of his thoughts, and after figuring out the cultivation level, he raised his hand and waved.

Two streaks of light flew out of his storage ring and hovered in front of him.

It was the Evil King Blade and the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword.

But at this moment, these two high-grade Dao artifacts that had accompanied him in his battles across the land looked utterly wretched.

The blade of the Evil King Blade was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and its domineering and sinister aura that once looked down upon the world had become dim and lifeless.

The Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword has lost all its luster.

There is even a noticeable notch at the spine of the sword.

Clearly, it was on the verge of collapse after a series of battles and the final tribulation of lightning.

At this moment, after breaking through to the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm.

Under Ye Yang's divine sense.

He could "see" that deep within the broken blade and sword, a faint light was sleeping.

The light and shadow within the Evil King Blade was a blurry phantom of a demon god, currently curled up and barely breathing.

Inside the Azure Dragon Sky-Splitting Sword was an equally illusory azure dragon, its light flickering as if it might go out at any moment.

These are the spirits of the two Dao artifacts.

Their essence remains; their spirit has not been extinguished.

"wake up."

Ye Yang spoke softly, his voice containing the Daoist principles of tribulation lightning.

He stretched out his hands, and from his palms, wisps of purple lightning tribulation power slowly overflowed, flowing like gentle streams into his sword and saber respectively.

This power was incredibly domineering, yet Ye Yang controlled it with exquisite precision.

It is used to slowly nurture the two sleeping artifact spirits, taking only the meaning of their endless creation.

"Buzz!"

The knife and sword emitted a slight tremor at the same time.

The purple lightning slowly spread along the cracks in the sword and blade.

Instead of exacerbating the damage, it was like the most skilled craftsman using the power of thunder to repair their wounds little by little.

A faint luster began to appear on the dull blade and sword.

The sleeping phantom of the demon god and the small blue dragon seemed to sense this nourishment as well.

Although the light was still faint, it was much more stable and no longer showed any signs of dissipating at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Ye Yang smiled faintly.

Although these two high-grade Dao artifacts suffered great damage.

But as long as the spirit of the artifact remains intact.

With his current cultivation level as a Thunder Tribulation Venerable, given time, he can not only restore them to their original state, but also help them reach even greater heights.

Ye Yang nurtured his Dao artifact and calmed his mind to regulate his breathing in the cave.

Meanwhile, an unprecedented storm was brewing throughout the Star Sea Realm.

The news spread like wildfire—

The Dao Ancestor Ye, who had disappeared for four years, not only did not die, but also successfully transcended the tribulation and advanced to the Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm!

This news struck like a thunderbolt, reverberating in the minds of all factions.

Earth Dragon Sect, Blood Fiend Sect, Profound Yin Valley... those sects that once coveted the Flying Heaven Sect now felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

They thought that with Ye Yang dead and the Flying Heaven Sect leaderless, it was the perfect opportunity to devour them.

Unexpectedly, the man not only survived, but became even stronger.

Thunder Tribulation Dao Realm!

That's an existence powerful enough to suppress an entire region!

In an instant, all the forces that had been plotting disappeared without a trace, and some even voluntarily withdrew their defenses, fearing that the Flying Heaven Sect would settle scores with them later.

Conversely, the entire Star Sea Realm's rogue cultivator circle was in an uproar.

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Blackwood City, a tavern somewhere.

"Have you heard? Dao Ancestor Ye has emerged from seclusion! And he's even broken through to the Thunder Tribulation Realm!"

"Of course I've heard! This is huge news! The whole Star Sea Realm is buzzing about it!"

A middle-aged rogue cultivator wearing a patched Taoist robe was so excited that his face turned red.

He slammed his hand on the table, splashing a few drops of wine.

"I told you long ago, there's absolutely no way anything could happen to Daozu Ye! He's a ruthless guy who dared to go head-to-head with even the Earth Dragon Sect!"

Beside him, a thin young cultivator looked on with longing in his eyes.

"The Tribulation Realm... I'd be lucky to even reach the threshold of the Martial Artist Realm in my lifetime."

Don't be discouraged!

The middle-aged rogue cultivator patted the young man on the shoulder.

"Things are different now! The Flying Heaven Sect is said to have cleared out a large tract of pure land in the wilderness and is recruiting people to cultivate it! As long as you're willing to work hard, you can get a share of spirit fields!"

"real?"

The young monk's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's true!"

The middle-aged hermit lowered his voice.

"I heard that the Flying Heaven Sect used some secret method in the wilderness to purify all the lands polluted by demonic energy! Now that place is full of spiritual energy, it's practically a treasure trove!"

"But isn't the wilderness very dangerous? It's teeming with demonic beasts and demonic cultivators..." "Dangerous?"

The middle-aged rogue cultivator scoffed.

"With Dao Ancestor Ye in charge, who would dare to act recklessly? Besides, we rogue cultivators are always living on the edge, aren't we? At least within the Flying Heaven Sect's territory, the rules are clear, and we don't have to worry about being ambushed!"

He paused, his voice growing increasingly agitated.

"Furthermore, I've also heard that the Flying Heaven Sect's land reclamation this time not only involves allocating land, but also distributing basic elixirs and magical artifacts! As long as the quotas are met, the harvest is all yours! Where else can you find such a good deal?"

The young monk was deeply moved.

"Then...shall we go?"

"Nonsense! Of course I'll go!"

The middle-aged rogue cultivator slapped his thigh.

"I've already found out. The Flying Heaven Sect will set up a registration point in Blackwood City in three days. Let's go queue up early and try to be in the first batch!"

Similar conversations are playing out in countless corners of the Star Sea Realm right now.

Qingshifang Market.

A large crowd of people had gathered in front of a makeshift platform.

They were all independent cultivators, but there were also some scions of small families.

Their eyes were fixed intently on the stage, where a middle-aged deacon dressed in the standard robes of the Flying Heaven Sect stood.

"Gentlemen!"

The deacon spoke in a loud voice, amplified by his spiritual power, making it clear and resonant throughout the entire area.

"The Flying Heaven Sect's Wilderness Reclamation Project is now open to all within the Star Sea Realm! Whether you are a rogue cultivator or a small family, anyone willing to participate in the reclamation is welcome to apply!"

A commotion immediately erupted from the audience.

What specific benefits are included?

Someone in the crowd asked loudly.

The deacon smiled slightly.

"First, all participants in the pioneering efforts will be provided with a set of basic magical artifacts by the sect, including a protective soft armor, a flying magical artifact, and a weapon suitable for their cultivation level!"

"Secondly, three Foundation Establishment Pills, or equivalent pills, will be distributed monthly!"

"Third, of the spiritual herbs and ores obtained from land reclamation, the sect will only take 30%, with the remainder belonging to the individual!"

"Fourth, those who have cultivated the land for three years will be allocated ten mu of spirit fields! Those who have cultivated it for five years can enter the outer sect of the Flying Heaven Sect and enjoy the benefits of an outer sect disciple!"

With each announcement, the audience's breathing quickened.

As soon as the deacon finished speaking, the entire square erupted in cheers.

"Ten acres of spiritual land!"

"My God, they can even enter the outer sect!"

"This...this is amazing!"

"Quick! Go register!"

Countless people rushed to the registration area like madmen.

The atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if if you were even a step too late, all the spots would be snatched up.

Among the crowd, an elderly man in gray robes frowned.

Beside him, a boy who looked like his grandson excitedly pulled him forward.

"Grandpa! Let's go sign up too!"

"What's the panic?"

The old man held the boy down.

"With such favorable terms, aren't you afraid it's a trap?"

"trap?"

The boy was stunned.

"The Flying Heaven Sect is at its zenith now. Dao Ancestor Ye has even become a Thunder Tribulation Venerable. Why would they need to deceive us rogue cultivators?"

The old man pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"...That's true. Given the current size of the Flying Heaven Sect, it's really not worth it."

He took a deep breath.

"Fine, I'll take the gamble! If we can really obtain ten acres of spirit land, our Su family will finally have a solid foundation!"

The grandfather and grandson joined the crowd of people registering.

Similar scenes were playing out simultaneously in various markets and cities throughout the Star Sea Realm.

Just three days.

The registration points set up by Flying Gate in various places were all packed with people.

The deacons in charge of registration were busy from morning till night, their hands cramping from writing.

"This is insane..."

A young deacon wiped the sweat from his brow, staring at the long queue before him, speechless with astonishment.

The young deacon wiped the sweat from his brow, staring at the long queue in front of him, speechless with amazement.

"Stop complaining, keep registering."

The old deacon beside him remained quite calm.

"You have no idea what kind of lives those independent cultivators outside lead. For them, having their own spiritual field is a chance to change their fate."

"But with so many people... can the sect really manage to arrange everything?"

"That's not something you or I should worry about."

The old deacon smiled.

"Since the higher-ups dared to open this door, they must be confident. We just need to make sure the list is accurate and there are no mistakes."

at the same time.

Flying Heaven Gate Headquarters, Lingxiao Palace Council Hall.

Gu Xuan was standing in front of a huge sand table, his expression solemn.

The sand table is densely marked with the terrain, resource points, and purified areas of the wilderness.

Report!

A disciple hurried in.

"Sect Leader, news from registration points across the country indicates that the number of applicants has exceeded 100,000 within three days!"

"One hundred thousand..."

Gu Xuan narrowed his eyes.

This number was more than double what he had estimated.

"How are the logistics preparations going?"

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, the Logistics Department has been working through the night to produce magical artifacts and refine pills. Currently, we have 30,000 sets of basic magical artifacts in stock, along with 500,000 pills of various types, including Qi Condensation Pills and Healing Pills..."

The disciple reported by opening the booklet in his hand.

Gu Xuan nodded.

"Instruct the Logistics Department to expedite the process, and simultaneously notify all departments to allocate manpower to the wilderness to establish supply depots."

"We must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to bring the wild and untamed territories under our control as soon as possible."

"Yes!"

The disciple accepted the order and withdrew, his face beaming with excitement. (End of Chapter)