The main peak of the Zhuori Huangyu School.
There were about three hundred new disciples at the foot of the mountain, all wearing the same yellow gauze clothes, and were walking towards the main peak under the guidance of the inner disciples.
The autumn yellow paper mulberry trees on both sides of the road are extremely tall, with lush crowns covered with apricot yellow leaves, dotted with orange-red flowers. These flowers are clustered together, forming hydrangea-like shapes, hanging on the treetops.
Although it was already winter outside, the mountains within the Zhuori Xiangyu Sect were still warm and comfortable. Everyone walked on the stone avenue in the woods, occasionally chatting in low voices.
“I’m really looking forward to it.”
"I don't know if the Lord will show up. I heard that Lord once stayed in my hometown for a while."
"Hometown, where is that?" someone nearby asked curiously.
"In Fengyuan Gorge of Chenmu Island, there are often monsters and beasts that invade. A hundred years ago, the Immortal Xiuyan served as a witch priest there and dominated the local dragon veins." The new disciple explained. After he finished speaking, others became curious and asked about it.
After a brief time together, the new disciples quickly became familiar with each other. Unlike Western factions, the relationships between members of Eastern factions were much closer. Not only did they work together to maintain their territory and interests, but they also had various divisions of labor and collaborated with each other.
If they are some powerful factions, they will also assume some responsibilities within the continent or county, such as fighting monsters, worshiping dragon veins, regulating wind and rain, and even developing the economy.
Due to the abundance of paper mulberry trees in Huilu Island, the papermaking industry flourished, and a large number of printed books were produced there. Successive generations of the Xiangyu School relied on this experience to refine their craft, continuously accumulating experience and research, ultimately developing nearly ten different types of paper with varying qualities.
The most common paper is mulberry paper, which is used by ordinary people. The better one is yellow mulberry paper (black iron grade), which is commonly used by nobles. The better ones are autumn leaf paper (bronze grade) and gardenia yellow paper (silver grade), which are used to record important things, make talismans, high-level lanterns, kites, etc.
The best quality is the gold-sprinkled paper (gold grade), which is exclusively used by the royal family and is occasionally given as a royal reward to certain ministers and nobles.
Besides papermaking, some of the sect's masters crafted the soft fibers of the mulberry tree into gauze garments, which possessed extraordinary toughness. Therefore, even ordinary disciples of the Burning Sun and Yellow Feather Sect could afford several pieces of this material, completely free of charge. In other continents, purchasing a decent piece of silver-grade transcendental clothing would likely cost a considerable sum, and sometimes even require reservations.
The resources within the Extraordinary faction didn't appear out of thin air; they were produced or "earned." If nothing was done, over time, even the most profound accumulation would be wasted.
Therefore, the more powerful a faction, the better its economy will be, and the more it will develop. Nothing is created in a vacuum. Beneath the surface of the word "powerful" lies the accumulation of countless resources and factors. If cultivating disciples is only a cost without any reward, then the faction will enter a vicious cycle and will be unsustainable.
The extraordinary resources needed by the extraordinary people are not something that ordinary people can provide. Exploiting the common people does not make much sense to them. Therefore, more often than not, they will develop corresponding extraordinary industries, producing things needed by other factions or practitioners, and then exchange them for them.
As a result, everyone in the Eastern faction has the same goals or interests, and the relationship between them will be very close.
On the mountain path, Su Ye and several other inner disciples were walking in front. They were all wearing white clothes with yellow edges, which was different from the new disciples behind them.
"I just returned from a support mission in the north. There was a flood there, submerging most of the continent. Millions of people were devastated and displaced. It was a tragic scene."
"Such a terrible disaster has occurred, but the local major sects don't have any shamans to mediate and resolve the situation?" another inner sect disciple asked curiously.
"It is said that there is, but unfortunately the strength of this generation of water priest is still weak, only at the sixth level. In addition, the predecessors in the sect have passed away, many skills have been lost, and preparations are insufficient. In the end, the sacrifice failed, causing the dragon vein to erupt, making the flood more severe and sweeping across hundreds of miles." The disciple sighed and shook his head.
"After the flood broke out, the Imperial Spring Office sent a message to the major sects in the surrounding continents. We also sent a lot of people to provide support, so we learned the details of what happened."
"What happened next?"
"Later, we joined forces with the priestesses and priestesses of other major sects to cast a spell that managed to stabilize the local dragon vein. We then deployed a net to patrol the mountains, searching for the strange water-breathing beasts hiding in the mountains, rivers, and marshes. We slew them one by one, and only then was the flood truly quelled."
"Although we humans have many priestesses who worship dragon veins, there are also many alien beasts that can affect dragon veins. If they do evil, they will also cause various natural disasters and changes in the earth."
"It's a troubled time again..."
After hearing this, the other disciples also sighed. After this battle, not only did this continent suffer heavy population losses, but the local major sects were also held accountable by the Golden Sparrow Patrol and severely punished.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. It's rare for you to come back. After today's ceremony, let's go to the Yellow Stork Pavilion on the mountainside and have a good reunion."
"Haha, then it's settled. I also brought a lot of materials I got from killing strange beasts. If you need anything, you can take a look at it then."
"That's for sure. The dragon lizard I've been breeding recently is about to advance to the next level, and I'm in need of some nourishing food." After saying that, the few of them laughed again and talked about their own training progress.
Half an hour later, the group passed through the layers of apricot-yellow trees that blocked the avenue, and turned the corner. Suddenly, the view opened up. A staircase built of white jade stretched from the bottom to the top, wide and majestic, extending to the top of the mountain.
Next to the white jade staircase are brass incense burners. These incense burners are two people tall and have exquisite carvings. Wisps of green smoke rise from them, covering both sides of the staircase, making it look like a fairyland.
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