Cultivating Immortality Through a Hundred Lifetimes: I Possess the Heavenly Book of Merit

The night was deep, and the moonlight was hazy.

Yu Yan arrived at the former Taoist temple of Tao'an and looked at the saplings that were gradually sprouting in the courtyard, remaining silent for a moment.

The lush saplings were full of life, a stark contrast to the desolation outside.

However, it seems there won't be another chance to plant trees in the future.

Tao'an is not coming back, and he is leaving as well. The promise they made back then will probably be hard to fulfill again.

"Ugh."

Yu Yan sighed, then silently turned and left.

The sect leader gave them a day to prepare.

But actually, Yu Yan wasn't prepared at all.

He had been in the sect for three years, which was neither a long nor a short time. All his belongings could be stored in a single storage bag, so there was no need for him to prepare in a single day.

However, for people like Wei Jing, one day might not be enough.

despair--

Yu Yan stopped in front of the library.

How did I end up here?

Yu Yan raised his head, and in the depths of the library, it seemed as if a voice was calling to him.

The gatekeeper was nowhere to be found; the gate was wide open and unguarded.

With the entire sect about to be handed over to outsiders, everyone is in a state of fear, so who cares about the library anymore?

He pushed open the door and stepped inside; the spirit talisman tablet was the first thing that caught his eye.

Seeing the runes floating within, and sensing them closely, one could tell that the faint calling voice was coming from them.

Yu Yan was surprised. He slowly stepped forward and placed his palm on the cold stone tablet.

"This spirit talisman tablet contains countless runes. It has been located here since the second sect leader's time. After the entire sect leaves, it will only benefit the people of the Po Jun Mansion."

Because he had entered the Yin-Yang Tonghui Talisman, all the runes in the Spirit Talisman Stele had been opened to him, and Yu Yan could now clearly see all kinds of runes within it.

"Unfortunately, I only studied the sword formation runes; I didn't have time to study the other runes in detail."

"Spirit Talisman Stele, oh Spirit Talisman Stele, who could have imagined that you, which have existed since the Second Sect Master, would later become a treasure of the Po Jun Manor?"

Yu Yan felt something and blurted it out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words were spoken, the spirit talisman tablet in front of them suddenly changed.

hum-

Before anyone could react, the spirit tablet suddenly flashed with a golden light, so bright that it spread throughout the entire library.

Fortunately, it only lasted for a moment; otherwise, the commotion would have been much greater.

Until the light faded, the huge spirit talisman tablet in front of him had shrunk to the size of a palm at some point, quietly sitting in Yu Yan's palm, the talisman light flowing, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a thought, he returned to the sea of ​​runes, watching the various runes flowing within in different arrangements, his face filled with undisguised surprise.

This spirit tablet actually has sentience?

And it seems quite high.

Otherwise, how could he shrink in size after hearing just a few words from me while he was perfectly fine in the library?

It seems it doesn't want to fall into the hands of the Po Jun Mansion.

That's why it summoned itself and made this move.

"Ha, really..."

Yu Yan shook his head, withdrew from the sea of ​​runes, and with a flick of his right hand, put the small spirit talisman tablet into his storage bag.

Very well, from now on this place will no longer be called the Falling Clouds Sect. Let him, as the direct disciple, keep the treasures of the Falling Clouds Sect. That would be better.

After finishing this task, he walked out of the library and onto the mountain path. He saw many disciples walking among them, lowered his head in silence, and silently walked towards the Hall of Life Lamp behind the Hall of General Affairs.

There were no more restrictions here, and disciples came and went, all in order to retrieve their own life lamp.

Yu Yan saw Mu Chun, who was distraught, and Wei Jing, who was overcome with grief.

They also saw Bai Yanlang, whose face was beaming with smiles. He was standing not far from the entrance of the Life Lamp Hall, surrounded by a group of disciples. Compliments could be heard from time to time, making him seem like a star being fawned over.

"Senior Brother Bai is truly farsighted, having already pledged allegiance to the Po Jun Manor. I just wonder if you could introduce me to them? I have fifty low-grade spirit stones here, I don't know if that's enough, but if not, I have more..."

"Go away, go away! Can't you speak properly? What do you mean by 'seeking refuge'? It was clearly the people from the Po Jun Mansion who invited our Senior Brother Bai. Hehehe, Senior Brother Bai, look at me, I wonder if the Po Jun Mansion can accept me..."

With flattery and constant gifts, Bai Yanlang couldn't stop smiling.

"Hmph, a fence-sitter, nothing but a opportunist, yet he still has the nerve to come to the Palace of Orders."

Wei Jing came to Yu Yan's side, handed him his life lamp, and kept cursing.

"It's all for survival. The Falling Clouds Sect is gone, and they don't want to go out and become rogue cultivators, so they have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure to protect themselves."

Mu Chun coughed incessantly, but spoke up for Bai Yanlang and the others, appearing to be a kind-hearted person.

"This guy conceded defeat without even fighting in the competition."

Wei Jing was full of resentment, and the more she spoke, the angrier she became. Her eyebrows were raised, and she looked like she was about to rush up and fight Bai Yanlang at any moment.

Yu Yan quickly grabbed her.

"Senior sister, calm down. The most important thing now is to pack your things. Whether he admits defeat or not, the final outcome for the Falling Cloud Sect will not change."

This statement silenced the other two.

Without powerful backers or real strength, this is the end result.

In the midst of chaos, there's nothing wrong with trying to survive, but Bai Yanlang went too far.

From the very beginning, he never intended to contribute anything to the sect.

From the very beginning, he had already planned to join the Po Jun Mansion.

only--

Yu Yan frowned slightly as he watched Bai Yanlang chatting fluently with the disciples.

"This guy is an inner disciple; he knows quite a bit. Could he betray the sect's evacuation plan to the Po Jun Mansion?"

"Haha, you flatter me! From now on, we're all members of the Po Jun Manor. We can still cultivate peacefully and remain fellow disciples. We should look after each other!"

Bai Yanlang's smug voice came from not far away. He bowed to the crowd and saw Yu Yan through the gaps in the crowd, so he smiled at them.

Yu Yan nodded as a greeting, then turned and left.

"Brother Yu, where are you going?"

When Wei Jing asked him, he simply shook his head, quickened his pace, and soon arrived at Qinglu Daoren's Daoist temple.

"Yu Yan?"

The other party was processing various spiritual herbs planted in the temple. Hearing the noise, he didn't even raise his head, knowing that the visitor was his disciple Yu Yan.

"What's wrong? You're all packed?"

"Master, Bai Yanlang is an inner disciple, right?"

The Taoist priest Qinglu paused slightly, then turned to look at Yu Yan.

"What are you trying to say?"

"Now that he's wholeheartedly devoted to the Po Jun Mansion, wouldn't that reveal our entire plan to leave the sect to them?"

"He only knows about the departure plans of the inner and outer disciples. As for the personal disciples, we only released the information that we would evacuate with them."

Therefore—

"This is a decision made after discussions between the sect leader and the ancestor. The personal disciples are considered to be the most talented disciples in the Luoxia Sect, and your safety is more important."

Daoist Qinglu patted Yu Yan on the shoulder.

"You should know that the current situation is exceptional, and this is a last resort. If we could, why would we have made this decision?"

Should we preserve the direct lineage?

Yu Yan glanced at the other man's graying temples, said nothing, simply nodded, and took his leave.

The patriarch and sect leader had already decided that no matter how much he regretted it, he was ultimately powerless due to insufficient strength.

The cultivation world is actually no different from the mortal world; wherever there are people, there will be disputes and conflicts.

The cruel acts also varied.