In the main hall of the Yanjian Sect's main peak, the Sect Master sat in the main seat, flanked by the other elders from the other ten peaks. In the center of the hall stood the elders' direct disciples, each divided into two teams of men and women, each standing side by side. Spacing each elder's disciples was wide open to facilitate identification.
At this time, the hall was extremely quiet, but the atmosphere was more relaxed than ever before. Everyone had excitement on their faces, and from time to time they turned their heads to look in the direction of Yu Cangshan, or more precisely, to look at Yan Baibai on the Yu Cangshan team.
With her strength greatly increased, Yan Baibai could now clearly feel the gazes directed at her. However, after so many years in the world of immortal cultivation, she had become accustomed to being looked at. After all, she had been regarded as an imaginary enemy for ten years. But today, the gazes were different from before. Everyone looked at her with a gleaming look, as if they had seen some kind of panacea.
Yan Baibai wasn't stupid; she naturally knew this change was related to what had happened on Ice Cliff three days prior. Not only had she been stunned by the wonders of that day, but she herself hadn't even realized when it ended. After her golden elixir had stabilized, she was taken back to Yucang Mountain by her master. She rested in her room for two days before finally arriving at the main peak with her master today.
This was Yan Baibai's second time seeing the leader of the Yanjian Sect. The leader's name was Jian Wushuang, known to the outside world as the Peerless Sword Master. He was now universally recognized as the foremost master of the swordsmanship. However, he had not fought since the great battle with the demons five hundred years ago.
The sect leader was a kindly old man with white hair and a full white beard. Normally, with his level of cultivation and status, maintaining a youthful appearance would be easy, but he didn't. Yan Baibai had once asked his master about this when he was a child, and his master's answer was this.
"The old man said that this was the only way to maintain his respected image. Looking too young would lead to no prestige and would also cause a lot of trouble."
At the time, Yan Baibai didn't understand what kind of trouble it was until last year, when her second senior sister let slip something while drinking with her after failing at a weapon refining attempt. It turned out that the Unparalleled Sword Master didn't have only ten disciples. In fact, there was a senior sister above the Sword Dao Master. However, she developed feelings for her master, which eventually led to a mental disorder.
Five hundred years ago, when the demons invaded the world of immortal cultivation, many traitors appeared in the major sects. Each traitor had his own purpose. The traitor of the Eryan Sword Sect was this eldest sister. There was only one reason why she became a traitor, and that was to get her master, the Peerless Sword Master.
The defeat of the demon clan was a well-known fact, and the unparalleled sword master was sitting well in his position as the clan leader. As for where the eldest senior sister went in the end, Yan Baibai had never heard her second senior sister say it, so she probably didn't know either.
Later, Wushuang Sword Master changed his appearance into what it is now, probably because he didn't want such a thing to happen again.
As Yan Baibai was reminiscing, her gaze met that of Wushuang Jianzun, who was sitting in the main seat. She was startled, then immediately came to her senses. Wushuang Jianzun smiled kindly, averted his gaze, and turned to Gui Daojun.
"Legui, tell me what happened on the Ice Cliff three days ago."
"Yes, Master." Taoist Legui stood up, saluted Wushuang Jianzun, then turned to the disciples in the center of the hall and slowly and carefully recounted what had happened on the Ice Cliff.
"Master, one of the disciples who advanced to the Nascent Soul stage that day was the tenth direct disciple of Taoist Chanyu; there were six disciples who advanced to the Golden Core stage, including my disappointing little disciple Yang Kuan. There were more than twenty disciples who advanced to the Foundation Establishment stage, all of whom were disciples who entered the inner sect because of their good talents and spiritual roots. There were five people who triggered the resonance between heaven and earth, and now they have all been accepted by Junior Brother Ledan of Cuidan Peak." This was the final summary made by Taoist Legui.
"Master." Le Dan Daojun stepped forward and said excitedly, "I have used the past three days to teach these five disciples some basic alchemy. The quality of the pills they have made is very good, even better than those disciples who have studied for ten years... Our Yanjian Sect's Qudan Peak can be saved!"
This statement caused an uproar. The entire cultivation world was well aware that the Yanjian Sect's swords could not be used to refine good elixirs. Although the Yanjian Sect relied on the unique geographical conditions and cultivated excellent spiritual herbs on the Qudan Peak, which was specialized in elixirs, they could not refine any good elixirs.
There is no other way. Yanjian Sect can only use the fresh spiritual medicine that has not been refined yet to exchange for elixirs from Yaodan Sect. Because the alchemists are not good at fighting, Yanjian Sect will help Yaodan Sect do some dangerous things for free every year. It is really frustrating.
It is different now. With these disciples who have triggered the resonance between heaven and earth, as long as Dan Daojun teaches them personally, and with the good comprehension of those five disciples, Cuidan Peak is full of hope.
This is why the disciples of the Yanjian Sect are always so stingy with their elixirs when they're away from home. And every time they run into an alchemy cultivator, they're always humble and careful to please them. It's really too frustrating...
"Master, due to the auspicious clouds that appeared three days ago, the spiritual energy in our Yanjian Sect's territory has become much richer. The spiritual veins have stopped declining and are beginning to recover..." Liaoshu Daojun of Cangshu Peak stepped forward, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I don't know where the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion got the news, but he sent a letter to seek a way to revive the spiritual veins."
The words of Taoist Master Liaoshu made the atmosphere solemn. Five hundred years ago, no one knew what method the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan used. Even though the world of immortal cultivation won the victory, the spiritual veins of all the sects in the world of immortal cultivation began to slowly lose their vitality. Everyone used many methods but could not find the reason for the decline of the spiritual veins.
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