Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 135 I Don't Want to Be a Mosquito's Blood on the Golden Cudgel
Wang Wancheng grabbed the bewildered Feng Huaiyu, with the monk Bumei beside him who couldn't bear to watch the scene. With a flicker, he and the two of them vanished in a flash of light.

In the blink of an eye, only Chen Ye and Su Chunyi remained in the pavilion.

Their eyes met, and Chen Ye breathed a long sigh of relief, finally able to relax a bit.

Chen Ye said to Su Chunyi, "I never expected to meet you here. It really startled me."

Su Chun smiled radiantly and said to Chen Ye, "My master is the kindest person and very easy to talk to."

Chen Ye nodded and said, "Just like your senior brother, he has no airs of a senior expert. Is everyone in the Qinghe Sword Sect so approachable?"

Upon hearing this, Su Chun tilted his head and pondered seriously for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "That's not the case. My senior uncles are always serious and rarely smile, and they are extremely strict with their disciples. Perhaps it's because my master is focused on studying sword-making techniques rather than sword fighting that his temperament is different from others."

Looking into Su Chunyi's clear eyes, Chen Ye couldn't help but say, "That's wonderful. If your master were too strict with you, I'm afraid I would be worried every day."

Upon hearing this, Su Chun's delicate ears instantly flushed red, and she lowered her head slightly.

Chen Ye couldn't help but recall a line of poetry he had read in his past life: "The most tender thing is that lowered head, the shy beauty that cannot withstand the cool breeze."

I used to find it just sentimental when I read it, but now I realize that this line of poetry describes things perfectly.

Su Chunyi responded softly to Chen Ye: "I have been thinking of you for months. Seeing you today and witnessing your progress in cultivation, having already entered the realm of Gang Sha Body Refinement, I can finally rest assured."

Chen Ye snapped out of his daze and hurriedly asked, "Miss Su, you've also broken through? I heard you were in seclusion before, but now you're able to come out and walk around. Could it be that you've already stepped into the Nascent Soul realm?"

Su Chun nodded.

"Two days ago, I had just broken through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and my master asked me to come with him."

The Nascent Soul Realm, also known as the Lesser Immortality Realm, is a realm where soul-soul damage no longer occurs during possession. Theoretically, one can continuously change bodies to achieve immortality.

The Qinghe Sword Sect is a righteous sect and would not arbitrarily possess others, so this effect is of little significance to Su Chunyi.

But realm is realm, and the gap between Su Chunyi and himself is widening. Perhaps the next time they meet, she will have achieved immortality and be able to ascend to the immortal realm at any time.

Chen Ye couldn't help but say, "Compared to Miss Su, I feel like I'm just wasting my life."

Upon hearing this, Su Chun asked in confusion, "Why do you say that, sir? If others heard this, they would probably be so jealous that they would develop inner demons. Your cultivation speed is much faster than mine."

Chen Ye lamented, "Life is short. A single evil thought from the Nirvana Sect can instantly destroy hundreds of thousands of lives. I always feel like someone is behind me urging me forward with a knife. If I slow down even a little, my head will roll."

Despite his rapid cultivation speed, the troubles he encounters are getting bigger and bigger.

Now that he has been targeted by the Lord, Chen Ye has no idea what this old devil is planning to do.
Is it just to whitewash the Crimson Serpent Demon Sect as a heretical sect? Then he could just change the name; there's no need for all this trouble.

Adding to the worry about the ginseng fruit that had taken root, Chen Ye was always concerned about getting involved with even more powerful figures.

Chen Ye once thought that if he cultivated to become an immortal and ascended to heaven in broad daylight, only to find himself among the 100,000 heavenly soldiers in the immortal realm, and then a monkey came to heaven the next day to serve as the stable boy, wouldn't that be waiting to die?
Previously, Chen Ye thought he was overthinking things, but after seeing the ginseng fruit, he had to seriously consider the issue.

Thinking about it this way, Chen Ye felt even more that his cultivation level was too low. When that stick came crashing down, he was at most just a puddle of mosquito blood on it.

Seeing Chen Ye's worried expression, Su Chun comforted him, saying, "If you have any questions, sir, you can come to the Qinghe Sword Sect to find me."

Chen Ye shook his head and said, "It's not really a problem, it's just that I'm too greedy to always want to achieve success overnight. However, speaking of difficulties, I do have a question I'd like to ask Miss Su."

"Sir, please speak."

Chen Ye touched his nose, somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I'd like to establish a sect here. I wonder what Miss Su thinks?"

Su Chunyi looked puzzled and asked, "Sir, you are already at the Gang Sha Realm. It wouldn't be difficult for you to cultivate to the Tong Xuan Realm, and establishing a sect would be no problem. But why did you choose this place?"

"I have taken in these tens of thousands of spirits, most of whom are barbarians from beyond the borders. I don't want to use them as slaves, so I'm thinking of establishing a sect here. These spirits can be considered disciples of the sect. If they can stay in their hometown, I think they will be better off."

This wasn't an excuse Chen Ye came up with on the spur of the moment. Even without the Lord's request, Chen Ye was prepared to stay here for a while to see if he could properly settle those hundreds of thousands of wandering souls.

However, the appearance of the ginseng fruit disrupted Chen Ye's plans, so he had no choice but to play along. With over ten thousand disciples, it was unlikely that all other sects combined could match that number.

Upon hearing this, Su Chun had no doubt whatsoever; this was indeed Chen Ye's style of doing things. Back then, when the two of them buried hundreds of corpses, all of whom were killed by the monk Ku'e, it was Chen Ye who suggested leaving a tombstone to inscribe all the names that could be found, so that future generations could pay their respects.

By observing small details, Su Chunyi saw through Chen Ye's character and thus placed her complete trust in him.

"If you wish to establish a sect, there are two crucial issues. First, you need to build a mountain gate, which requires a protective array, and this will consume a great deal of manpower and resources. Second, it would be best to gain the approval of the nearby cultivators. I am not familiar with the Northern Frontier, but I have heard that this place is dominated by ancestral spirit worship and is quite hostile towards cultivators from the Central Plains. I wonder how you plan to handle this?"

Hearing Su Chunyi say this, Chen Ye suddenly felt a headache coming on. So, in the cultivation world, you have to pay homage to powerful figures?

Should we set up a challenge arena for everyone to challenge, and then see how long it takes before we can establish our own brand here?
Who knows what tricks those barbarians who worship ancestral spirits have up their sleeves? If a Nascent Soul Realm expert shows up, Chen Ye will have no choice but to pack his bags and leave. If the Lord is not satisfied, let him handle it personally.

The two sat in the pavilion and chatted for a long time, until the chairs melted away, before Su Chunyi remembered Wang Wancheng's instructions.

Su Chunyi quickly invited, "Sir, let's go take a look to the east."

Chen Ye stood up and nodded, saying, "Alright, let's go together then. Perhaps we'll encounter a few demons and let me test the power of this Myriad Soul Banner."

Su Chunyi smiled and unleashed her sword energy. Chen Ye naturally stepped into it, and the two flew into the sky, just like when they first met.

As for the black whirlwind, it had already run off somewhere else while the two were chatting. A proper spirit pet should know when to appear and when to play by itself.

The dazzling sword light flew eastward along the ruins, searching for survivors and checking for any lurking demons. Therefore, Su Chunyi's sword light was not fast, and the two of them were not in a hurry, searching one place at a time.

However, Chen Ye had already searched through all the ruins, so finding survivors would be very difficult.

The Nirvana Sect knew that a large-scale sacrifice would provoke Zhang Qi, so the formation they designed was extremely vicious, killing all living beings the moment it was activated.

If they had hesitated even a little, they wouldn't have been able to condense that evil Buddha, let alone contend with Zhang Qi's Heaven-Splitting Sword.

Therefore, the two searched carefully for half a day and could only find more corpses, but not a single living person.

Faced with such a tragic scene, both of them wore expressions of sorrow, and their hatred for the Nirvana Sect intensified. They longed to capture those demons of the Nirvana Sect and annihilate them with a single sword strike.

Neither survivors nor the demons were encountered. The vast snowfield contained only charred ruins; not a single living creature was to be seen.

They finally found a few living people when they reached the easternmost ruins.

However, they were neither survivors nor demons of the Nirvana Sect. Judging from their animal skin clothing, they looked more like barbarians from the northern frontier.

Upon seeing Su Chunyi and Chen Ye, the barbarians became excited and started babbling incoherently, but neither Chen Ye nor Su Chunyi could understand them.

They were not the spirits within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and Chen Ye could not communicate with them.

Just as they were about to find a ghost to translate, one of the barbarians shouted and transformed into a tiger or leopard, pouncing on them.

Chen Ye was taken aback. What kind of magic was this?
Even when the man was almost upon him, Chen Ye remained unmoved.

It wasn't that Chen Ye was slow to react; rather, with Su Chunyi around, he didn't need to worry about it at all.

With a wave of his hand, Su Chun unleashed countless sword lights that transformed into a gust of wind, blowing the tiger-leopard-like monster away.

It's only because Su Chunyi didn't want to kill that he was able to slice him into minced meat with that sword.

Seeing this, the other barbarians roared and transformed into wild beasts, charging towards the two.

Chen Ye quickly said, "Miss Su, let me handle these people."

He waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and countless evil spirits surged out, instantly engulfing these barbarians.

I was originally thinking about how to deal with the local barbarians, but now, someone has come to my doorstep.

(End of this chapter)