Gou Zai Sect Beast Taming Longevity

Chapter 41 Sect Assembly! (Please continue reading)

"Master, we've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!"

"A total of over 260,000 low-grade spirit stones! These rogue cultivators are so easy to fleece!"

"Sigh, why didn't we discover this way to make money before? But it's not too late now. The other Golden Core cultivators are high and mighty, while we from the Magic Peak are more down-to-earth."

A disciple of the Spell Peak, at the peak of Qi Refining, smiled and handed a storage bag full of spirit stones to Mu Chengping.

Upon closer inspection with his divine sense, Mu Chengping found that the demeanor of the enlightened master from before had vanished completely. He exclaimed in surprise and excitement, "You've earned so many spirit stones in just one hour! This is much faster than those third-tier alchemists on Jade Cauldron Peak!"

"My good disciple, if you hadn't suggested this, I would never have imagined that this method could be so profitable!"

Faced with Mu Chengping's praise, the disciple from the Magic Peak smiled shyly.

Like Beast Taming Peak, Magic Peak is in continuous decline. Not only is there no Purple Mansion True Monarch to oversee it, but there isn't even a Golden Core Peak cultivator. Moreover, it is impoverished, and every year the disciples and elders in the peak can only earn a little spirit stone by maintaining the magic array.

Wise disciples and elders would also seek resources through other means, such as crafting talismans.

However, the effect was not obvious and it still could not change the poor situation of the Magic Peak. At present, it is only slightly better than the Beast Taming Peak, and the Beast Taming Peak has a worse way to make money.

But now Mu Chengping has discovered a new way to make money. He can earn more than 260,000 spirit stones just by sitting here and talking about Taoist magic for an hour. He wishes he could talk about it more often at this rate.

Mu Chengping has many disciples to take care of, and spending some time lecturing for the sake of resources is nothing. However, his own disciples have suggested that he shouldn't do it too often; once or twice a month is already the limit. Too many lectures could easily lead to the phenomenon of Golden Core cultivators becoming worthless.

So Mu Chengping thought about it and agreed.

"It's just some basic knowledge, yet so many people came to listen."

Mu Chengping sighed that the spirit stones came too easily.

Beside him, a disciple from the Magic Peak laughed and said, "Master is a Golden Core cultivator; even his farts smell good."

Mu Chengping laughed and scolded, "You little rascal, alright, take half of these spirit stones and give them to your fellow disciples. It wasn't easy for them to maintain the scene."

"Yes, Master."

Just as the disciple from the Magic Peak was about to take the storage bag, a beam of light flew from the main peak of the Myriad Manifestations Sect and headed straight for them.

Mu Chengping reached out and grabbed the talisman firmly. Then, he scanned it with his divine sense and his expression suddenly changed.

"Master, what's wrong?" a disciple from the Magic Peak asked curiously.

Mu Chengping's eyes darkened, then he rose into the air and said, "An emergency sect meeting is being convened, and the five peak masters and elders are requested to come quickly. I don't know what happened that's so urgent."

"I'll go take a look first; you take care of things here."

After saying that, Mu Chengping took a step forward and his figure disappeared from the jade platform.

The next second, he appeared on the main peak, and then transformed into a streak of light and flew to the highest council hall on the main peak.

"Oh? Fellow Daoist Mu arrived quite quickly." An old man greeted him with a smile at the entrance of the council hall.

"Greetings, Elder Xiang. May I ask what has happened that has gathered so many people?" Mu Chengping asked, cupping his hands in greeting.

This sect conference was of a high standard, requiring not only the five peak masters to attend, but also all the elders at the Golden Core level; it could be said that all the high-ranking members were present.

The old man in front of us, Elder Xiang, is the peak master of Jade Cauldron Peak, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, and a fourth-level alchemist!

He holds a rank of exceptionally high position within the sect, so he might know some inside information.

Xiang Fu stroked his beard and said, "This sect conference was convened by Li Jiran, the peak master of Yujian Peak. I don't know the specifics of what it's about, but it's probably related to the Cang Kingdom of Qingzhou."

"The Cang Kingdom!" Mu Chengping was startled.

Qingzhou and Wuzhou are geographically adjacent, but their regional cultures are different.

Qingzhou governs the secular world as a state. A thousand years ago, the Cang Kingdom destroyed the six kingdoms and unified the cultivation sects of Qingzhou. There, the Cang Kingdom royal family is the heaven, and imperial power is supreme.

In Wuzhou, secular territories were divided by sects, and cities were managed by various immortal cultivation families. Sects were above all else, and the power of mortals could never rise to prominence. The so-called nation never even existed.

Several hundred years ago, as the immortal cultivation sects of the Cang Kingdom united to expand their territory, they launched a major war to invade Wuzhou.

That war resulted in countless deaths and injuries, with dozens of True Monarchs of the Purple Mansion perishing, and countless Golden Core and Foundation Establishment cultivators also falling. It was from that time that the Myriad Manifestations Sect began to decline, its status plummeting from a sacred place of cultivation in Wuzhou.

However, Wuzhou ultimately won that war, and Cang Kingdom paid a heavy price, from which it has yet to recover.

Similarly, many sects, large and small, in Wuzhou were destroyed, eventually forming the Three Gates and Six Sects.

Among them, three sects are first-class, top-tier forces, while the other six sects, like the Myriad Manifestations Sect, are ranked second-class.

The current Wuzhou is divided into regions by them, and each region governs its own territory.

Its overall strength is still inferior to that of the Cang Kingdom of Qingzhou. If the Cang Kingdom were to launch a second war, the Myriad Manifestations Sect would not be able to afford it. It is in danger!

Mu Chengping looked very nervous. You should know that he had only recently broken through to the Golden Core stage, and in terms of strength, he was considered to be at the bottom among the many elders. If a great war were to break out, he might very well die in it.

Seeing this, Xiang Fu laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu, relax. A great battle won't be easy to start. The Cang Kingdom hasn't fully recovered from the last major blow."

"Moreover, even if a war really breaks out, the Xuan Yin Sect, the Seven Star Sect, and the Purple Rainbow Sect will hold the line first, giving us sects in the back at least several decades to prepare."

Upon hearing this, Mu Chengping's tense mood indeed eased considerably.

The border between Wuzhou and Qingzhou is ruled by the Three Gates, who are the first to bear the brunt. Over the years, the Three Gates have absorbed countless resources and produced countless Purple Mansion True Monarchs. It is not necessarily true that the Cang Kingdom will break through their defenses.

Relieved, he smiled and said, "Old Xiang sees things clearly."

"Yes, let's go in. A few more fellow Daoists are coming over," Xiang Fu said with a smile.

Several streaks of light landed in front of the main hall from afar; each of them was a Golden Core cultivator.

Soon, the high-ranking members of the Myriad Manifestations Sect gathered together.

The four peak masters of the inheritance mountain sat on the main seats, with some Golden Core elders below them, creating a solemn and dignified atmosphere.

"Here he comes." Mu Chengping looked up and saw a flash of sword light, which transformed into a figure that landed on the last seat.

The newcomer was none other than Li Jiran, the peak master of Yujian Peak!

He was dressed in a black robe, his figure thin yet exuding a resolute air, as if he had just rushed back from a very far place, and he hadn't even had time to wash the bloodstains on his sleeves.

After Li Jiran sat down, his sharp gaze swept over everyone. Without any pleasantries or formalities, he said directly, "I have gathered everyone here today to announce something."

"The leader of the Purple Rainbow Sect has perished in Qingzhou."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone's expression changed drastically, and they jumped up from their seats, exclaiming in shock, "What?!"

(End of this chapter)