Chapter 172 Resurrection of the Sect Lineage
Ming Cang: "Ready-made?"
At this moment, the Qingyang Sect disciples who had been robbed heard Yu Qianling's words and angrily shouted, "Give us back our spirit herbs!"
"That's right, Elder, she stole all our treasures!"
Curses erupted all around. Yu Qianling's phoenix eyes swept over the group, and she sneered, "You actually have the nerve to ask for revenge? Haven't you been beaten enough?"
"Stop being so arrogant!" The elder of Qingyang Sect was furious. "Ming Cang, is this how you teach your disciples? You have to give me an explanation today!"
When the disciples of Qingyang Sect saw their elders step forward, they began to shout and clamor.
Ming Cang's face showed disdain. "Hmph, seizing treasures in secret realms depends entirely on ability. Besides, my disciple must have her reasons for doing so. I don't need to give you any explanation!"
"you--!"
At this moment, Yu Xuan strode out, cupped his hands towards the group of people who were on the verge of fighting, and said, "This junior can testify that the fault does not lie with Junior Sister Yu. It was all those people who started the trouble first."
A smug look flashed across Ming Cang's face as he sneered, "Did you hear that? You should take care of your own juniors first. So many disciples couldn't even beat a little girl, and you still have the nerve to come and ask for an explanation? How shameful!"
Upon hearing this, the elder of Qingyang Sect blushed, pointed at Ming Cang, and remained speechless for a long time. He then led his disciples away with a cold snort.
Mu Tai couldn't help but laugh out loud, "You old thing, you're still as protective of your own as ever."
"Hmph, how could I let others bully my disciple!"
"Alright, now that things are settled, we from Xuanwu Palace will return home." Mu Tai clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ming Cang and the others, signaling Yu Xuan beside him to leave.
Yu Xuan looked at Yu Qianling, stepped forward and said, "Qianling, I'm leaving."
"Okay!" Yu Qianling smiled at him and patted him on the shoulder. "See you in Wangxian City!"
"Um."
After the exit of the secret realm was closed, the various sects counted their numbers and left one after another.
Ming Cang looked at Ye Luo's pale face, his eyes filled with heartache. "Let's go, let's talk in detail on the ship first."
After the group returned to the cabin, the "God One" began its return journey. Ming Cang sat everyone down, but hesitated to ask about the Divine Wood Liquid.
The people in front of him were either drinking tea or eating snacks, but no one took the initiative to report anything to him.
Finally, Feng Yue couldn't bear to watch any longer and stammered, "Master, don't worry, we've got the Divine Wood Elixir."
"Really?!" Mingcang's face lit up with excitement. "Quick, show it to me!"
Yu Xian'er waved her sleeve, and four jade bottles filled with golden liquid appeared on the table. "Junior Brother has a few more bottles."
Ye Luo took out six bottles and placed them on the table, saying regretfully, "If it weren't for the interference from those people from the Tianfeng Sect, we could have taken on even more. I wonder if this is enough?"
"Good, good, good, that should be enough!" Ming Cang held up a bottle and examined it closely. "We finally got it. There's hope for our sect now!"
Joy was evident on everyone's faces; their efforts during this time had not been in vain.
Ye Luo had also settled one matter in his mind. All he needed to do in the remaining time was to complete the sect's ancient formation, and then the sect's affairs would be settled.
After several days of travel, Mingcang and his group finally returned to Peach Blossom Valley.
"We're back!" Cen Feng shouted from the bow of the boat.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder dismissed his miscellaneous tasks and went out from inside the hall to greet him, asking, "Was everything alright?"
Ming Cang laughed and said, "Successfully! We've obtained the Divine Wood Liquid."
"Hahaha, that's wonderful!" The elder was overjoyed and couldn't wait to say, "Shall we go and try it now?"
"This matter should be addressed sooner rather than later; that's exactly what I was thinking!"
None of them returned to their cave dwellings; instead, they followed Ming Cang directly to the sect's ancestral temple.
After passing through the waterfall, Ye Luo spiraled down the suspended stone steps and looked at the withered and dying old peach tree, which seemed to be in worse condition than before.
Ming Cang patted the cracked tree trunk. "Old friend, we've found the elixir. Hopefully it will work for you."
After saying that, he took out several bottles of spiritual liquid and slowly poured them out. The golden spiritual liquid flowed down the tree trunk and into the roots.
After finishing everything, the group anxiously watched the changes in the Spirit Eye Tree, but after waiting for a long time, there seemed to be no change.
"What's going on?" the elder exclaimed anxiously. "The ancient texts record that this is indeed effective!"
"Don't rush, wait a little longer." Although Ming Cang was trying to reassure him, he was actually quite anxious, fearing that all his efforts would just be in vain.
"Hey, look!" Yu Qianling pointed to the grass and plants around the tree roots, which quickly grew into a lush patch, and gradually the entire islet was covered with vibrant green plants.
At this time, the originally cracked and withered bark began to regain its vitality, and a few green buds gradually emerged on the branches, and in the blink of an eye, flower buds even grew.
"Hahaha, it's alive!"
Ming Cang's face changed from worry to joy, and he jumped up like a child, stroking the old tree in front of him. "That's wonderful! Our lineage can continue. Thank you, you little guys!"
As Mingcang spoke, tears welled up in his eyes. He straightened up and bowed to Yeluo and the others, startling them into kneeling.
Yu Qianling's eyes reddened as she said, "Master...you're shortening our lifespans!"
Nan Muyin smiled and said, "That's right, it's only right and proper for us to serve the sect, so why talk about thanks?"
Yu Xian'er stepped forward to support Ming Cang, choking back tears as she said, "If you hadn't taken us in back then, we disciples would never know how we would have been bullied."
“Yes!” Feng Yue nodded in agreement.
Cen Feng looked at everyone and scratched his head, saying, "Master, since we're going to express our gratitude, can we have a whole roasted lamb today?"
Hearing this, everyone chuckled, and Ming Cang smiled, "Alright, let's have a big meal today!"
Ye Luo's eyes darted around, then she suddenly clapped her hands and said, "Let's have a barbecue party to celebrate!"
"Barbecue party? What's that?" Cen Feng asked curiously.
Ye Luo: "Come on, come on, you'll find out soon enough."
Mingcang's face was full of affection as he looked at his energetic disciples and laughed heartily, "Alright, let's try Xiaoluo's 'barbecue party' today. We, master and disciples, must drink to our hearts' content!"
"Let's go, let's go eat some meat!" Cen Feng said excitedly, pushing Ming Cang from behind as they left.
After the group left, the cave returned to its usual tranquility, and a green figure appeared.
A slender and handsome man sat on a tree branch, stretched, and looked up at the bright moon outside the courtyard.
"The moon is still the same. I thought I would never see it again."
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