My cultivation is too warm

After the departure of a million disciples, Xu Mo led Lin Miaoqing, Liang Huanhuan, Wang Er, and Ye Qingyue on an ancient journey.

However, when they arrived at the first sect on their journey, Xu Mo was shocked.

For no other reason than the long row of banners and slogans at the foot of the mountain, which made one feel momentarily dazed.

A long banner read: "Warmly welcome Master Xu Feng, the Sage of Literature, Ancestor of Martial Arts, and Supreme Sage of Science, to visit our sect."

Xu Mo didn't know how to describe his feelings about this familiar sense of déjà vu.

Who exactly started this bad trend? How come the cultivation world, which was once so peaceful, is becoming increasingly bizarre?

He paused for a moment, then realized, without a doubt, this was his own fault.

Since that's the case... As expected of me, great job! This slogan is simple, straightforward, and unpretentious, expressing the sect's feelings perfectly. Excellent.

They came to a small sect called the Fallen Leaf Sect. This sect was not large, consisting of only a few mountain peaks, and the entire sect's territory was only a few thousand miles in radius.

The sect only has a few thousand disciples, and the strongest among them is only at the fourth realm.

In the ancient world, this would basically be considered a small sect at the lowest level.

Therefore, when Xu Mo and his group arrived, the entire Luoye Sect lined up in two rows to welcome them with trepidation, their faces beaming with enthusiastic smiles and their words carefully chosen, as if afraid of not serving them well.

This performance left Wang Er and his group somewhat at a loss.

After all, back then, whether on Lingmiao Peak or Wuyou Peak, everyone communicated on an equal footing. Even when facing the elders and seniors of the sect, all that was needed was to maintain basic respect and politeness.

Such a fawning attitude really left them at a loss for how to respond.

Especially Liang Huanhuan, a very emotional person, almost burst into tears after seeing the reactions of the Fallen Leaf Sect members.

As the group reached a corner, she asked Xu Mo with a sad expression, "Junior brother, why are they doing this? Huanhuan doesn't like them doing this, it makes her feel terrible. Huanhuan isn't some kind of demon, she won't eat them, so why are they so afraid?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Miaoqing also turned her gaze to Xu Mo, awaiting his reply.

Wang Er and Ye Qingyue, though their emotions were not calm, did not ask any further questions, probably because they already knew the answer in their hearts.

Faced with the questioning looks from Liang Huanhuan and Lin Miaoqing, Xu Mo remained silent for a moment before replying, "Because we are disciples of the most powerful sect in Tai Xuan Continent, the Tian Xuan Sect."

"Huh? Is there a problem? Our Tianxuan Sect doesn't bully people." Liang Huanhuan asked with a blank look.

Xu Mo sighed softly upon hearing this, organized his thoughts for a moment, and continued:
"Senior sister, you know that our Tianxuan Sect doesn't bully people because you grew up in the Tianxuan Sect and you have no worries."

But they are different. They rely on our Tianxuan Sect in many ways. To them, the Tianxuan Sect is an unattainable behemoth. If we say anything bad about them, the other sects in the surrounding area may suppress them and make things difficult for them.

They had their own concerns, so naturally they needed to be extremely cautious and apprehensive when facing us, who had no such concerns.

"This..." After hearing Xu Mo's words, Liang Huanhuan fell silent. She lowered her head, clutching the hem of her skirt with her small hands, and said with a somewhat dejected tone, "But, but Huanhuan feels that this is still not right. We are all from the same world, sharing the same home, and should communicate on an equal footing. They don't need to flatter us, and we have no right to enjoy their flattery."

Xu Mo didn't argue with Liang Huanhuan after hearing this, since she had grown up in a loving environment and had never experienced life at the bottom.

In fact, the Fallen Leaf Sect's attempt to curry favor was not the kind of obsequious flattery, but simply out of admiration for Xu Mo and the others' status and position.

Although the ancient world was harmonious, there were still differences in strength among the sects. Even without bullying, the mere difference in strength was enough to inspire awe in them.

Therefore, when faced with Liang Huanhuan's disappointment, Xu Mo simply reached out and rubbed her head, comforting her, "Senior Sister Huanhuan, it is precisely because they are trying to please us now that they will work harder to move forward, to become better and stronger, and to look forward to being able to look at us as equals in the future."

"Of course, I'm not saying that this is the right thing to do, nor do I agree with their attitude. What we need to do is try to eliminate these barriers and make the world a better place."

"The strong take on the responsibilities of the strong, and the weak maintain reverence and strive to become stronger, until one day they take the responsibility into their own hands. In this way, the world will keep running properly, and sooner or later, the world will become the way we envision it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a round of applause rang out behind him.

Xu Mo turned around and saw the sect leader of the Fallen Leaf Sect, a thin old man with white hair, clapping his hands with admiration. "Well said, worthy of being a descendant of the Worry-Free Spirit Farmer."

Although Xu Mo has many titles nowadays, the title of descendant of Wuyou Lingnong is still more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of Canggu.

After praising her, the Fallen Leaf Sect Master gave Liang Huanhuan a kind smile and said, "Fairy Huanhuan, you are indeed as beautiful and kind as rumored. You don't need to feel sad because of our attitude."

For us, this is only natural. After all, you are disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, the guardians of Taixuan Continent. The Tianxuan Sect has made great contributions to the peaceful life that Taixuan Continent enjoys today.

For us, the Tianxuan Sect is the guardian deity we admire and yearn for. A single criticism from you will make us sad and upset for a long time, just as a single word of praise will make us happy and joyful for a long time.

When you come here, we naturally hope to show you our best side and receive your praise when you leave.

Because of overthinking and being unable to let go, one can only be cautious, afraid of saying the wrong thing and receiving criticism instead of praise.

"I see." Hearing the explanation from the Fallen Leaf Sect Master, Liang Huanhuan immediately understood. Then she said with a grin, "If you want Huanhuan to praise you, then you should praise Huanhuan. Huanhuan loves to hear others praise her the most, hehe."

Upon hearing Liang Huanhuan's naive words, Sect Master Luoye paused for a moment before bursting into laughter and saying, "Hehe, in that case, let's praise each other."

"Okay, okay!" Liang Huanhuan said with anticipation.

Seeing her like this, Sect Master Luoye got excited and said, "Since that's the case, that's perfect. I've recently taken on a new disciple, Fairy Huanhuan. Let me introduce her to you."

He spoke with great excitement, a hint of pride in his eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Mo slapped his forehead, feeling speechless.

Here we are, in this environment that these elderly folks love most: showing off their kids.

(End of this chapter)