Chapter 47: Establishing Authority
To say it was a sea of people was no exaggeration. Tens of thousands of outer disciples were loaded onto boat after boat, but instead of being stationed outside, they were piled up in between the twelve inner disciples' ships. The sea of heads almost turned into a huge dark cloud, obscuring the sky and the sun.
With everyone already aboard, Feiyan Pavilion suddenly rose from the ground. The other pavilions blurred into a single giant, with Jiao Xing perched on its shoulders. He flipped open a bamboo fan, which instantly transformed into a phantom mountain in the giant's hand. With a sweep of his hand, Jiao Xing sent a fierce wind sweeping all the spirit ships away for two thousand miles!
Without relying on any spiritual energy, or even feeling the ripples of heaven and earth, a sudden gust of wind swept through the air, and everyone was driven by it. Even two thousand miles away, the residual wind still supported them. The disciples guarding the spirit ship only needed to add a few spirit stones to propel it, and it sped towards Jingyunpo with great efficiency. Because there were no spiritual fluctuations, there was naturally no trace of any trajectory. Although the spirit ship obscured the sky and the sun, it was invisible between heaven and earth, truly becoming a giant cloud.
Watching the spirit ship depart, Jiao Xing yawned, folded his bamboo fan, and turned to leave. The giant also slowly hunched over, seemingly falling asleep, transforming once again into the Feiyan Pavilion. He trudged up the stairs. The other Feiyan Pavilion disciples stood motionless, their hands clasped in their hands. He ignored them, instead returning to his seat with a sleepy look on his face and yawning.
"There are a lot of things to do, so let's deal with them quickly."
As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a switch had been flicked, and all the disciples began to move as if nothing had happened. Jiao Xing was drowsily staring at a pile of documents.
Luo Xuanyi remained on the deck for a long moment before averting her gaze. Jiao Xing had given her a profound shock. Was this the strength of a deacon? Luo Xuanyi glanced at Feng Wutong imperceptibly, then cast her gaze around.
Compared to those crowded spirit ships, the inner disciples' ship was a massive five-hundred-room ship, with five rooms allocated to each person. Feng Wutong, who had always preferred delicate things, took a liking to the young Qingqiu fox that had been adopted by a disciple and immediately replaced Luo Xuanyi. Luo Xuanyi breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried about Feng Wutong's quirks, but now, as soon as she disembarked, she immediately slipped into her own room.
Feng Wutong stroked the frightened cub on his shoulder, and couldn't help but chuckle as he watched Luo Xuanyi flee in panic.
Upon entering the cabin, Luo Xuanyi carefully observed her surroundings before slowly approaching the room. She felt relieved once she confirmed there were no traps. After checking five rooms in a row, she finally chose the alchemy room, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief. This was her second time aboard a spirit ship, and the memory of her last trip still lingered in her mind; it was likely an unforgettable experience.
The five rooms consisted of a bedroom, an alchemy room, a weapon refining room, and two utility rooms. Luo Xuanyi removed two bottles of Silent Pills from her possession, ground them into powder, and covered the four walls of the alchemy room to prevent prying eyes. Then, tentatively, she took out the Wind-Chasing Golden Flame and lit the alchemy furnace. Then, a Taoist priest stretched out his body. It turned out to be the Danxin Pavilion's human furnace.
She supposed that because few people knew how to refine their own elixirs, the Danxin Pavilion, along with its furnaces, had been transported aboard, demonstrating the importance of elixirs in this relic. However, the more she realized the sect's attention to detail, the more she wondered how such crude information had been adopted. Her doubts grew, and now that she was aboard, she felt uneasy and couldn't calm down. She simply left the room and walked around.
The ship was set up with spirit gathering and defensive formations, and spiritual energy was abundant everywhere. Most disciples were cultivating in their rooms, but some were also visiting and making friends. Outer disciples who had received initiations through other means would still grow taller, not to mention the majority of inner disciples who came from the original. Luo Xuanyi's small stature was like a signboard. Even those who hadn't known her before knew her immediately, and some would come over to chat.
Even Yao Tian, a disciple of the Fire Prison Pavilion who was training his body, stopped Luo Xuanyi and asked for some. "Junior Sister, do you have any good elixirs with you?"
Luo Xuanyi looked up at him and immediately felt that he looked familiar. After a moment's thought, she remembered that he was the one who followed the red-robed disciple. Luo Xuanyi circulated her spiritual energy and immediately sensed a group of people hiding in the next room and peeking.
Yao Tian wasn't one of the red-robed disciples close to him at the time. He was probably being used to test Luo Xuanyi's temper. If Luo Xuanyi gave in here, there would be plenty of people to exploit her. Yao Tian knew he was being used as a test, so despite his arrogant words, he deliberately turned his back to the door, his face filled with weakness and fear.
Yao Tian himself was an inner disciple, but there was a gap between inner disciples and inner disciples. He had finally become an inner disciple after much hard work. Unlike those born into the inner sect, he held a deeper fear of the Danxin Pavilion. He looked relaxed, but in reality, his muscles were tense, his pores were clogged, and his spiritual energy was concentrated in his feet. If anything seemed amiss, he'd run away.
Luo Xuanyi saw through his thoughts immediately. She also needed to establish her position among these hundred people. While she needed to establish her authority, she also needed to conceal her methods from others. She just needed to let others know that she was "excellent at refining pills and poisons." Moreover, Yao Tian's lack of acceptance by the group presented a good opportunity.
Luo Xuanyi signaled Yao Tian with her eyes. Before Yao Tian could react, she coldly asked, "Who is Senior Brother?"
Although Yao Tian didn't know what she was doing for a moment, he still followed her and answered: "I am Yao Tian, the inner sect of the Fire Prison Pavilion at Kaibei Peak. You..."
Before he could finish his words, Yao Tian felt his body suddenly go limp, startled. He had sealed all his pores, but his cultivation body automatically resonated with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he couldn't block Luo Xuanyi's poisonous aura.
He was startled, only to discover the poison was still present, yet his body showed no signs of recurrence. Seeing Luo Xuanyi's expression, he finally came to his senses. He deliberately cried out, "Hah!" as his body collapsed to the ground, convulsing. To make the performance convincing, he deliberately used his spiritual energy to temporarily sever his spiritual veins. His face and body immediately withered, revealing a dead look.
Luo Xuanyi found his manner amusing, but she quickly suppressed it, deliberately glancing at the adjacent room with a cold expression. The group hiding in the room gritted their teeth, opened the door, and, with a forced smile, greeted Luo Xuanyi with a "Hello, Junior Sister," while distractingly checking Yao Tian's presence.
Yao Tian collapsed to the ground, twitching, his spiritual energy drained away. He was practically dead. Just one word was enough to kill him. They dared not test the young alchemist who would be their future supplier of elixirs. Instead, they pleaded, "Junior Brother Yao Tian was momentarily confused. Please forgive him this time."
Luo Xuanyi asked, "Are you in the same group?"
"No, no!" They immediately tried to distance themselves from the matter. Luo Xuanyi snorted coldly and smoothed her sleeves. "If it's not him, move him to my alchemy room so I can test the medicine. If he survives, he'll come back naturally." After saying that, she strode back to her room.
The remaining people looked at each other in bewilderment. They didn't dare touch Yao Tian, fearing they might also be infected with the poison. Seeing that no one dared to attack, they all turned to the red-robed disciple who had remained in the room. Qi Mingzhe cursed with a smile, pulled out a paper-like magic weapon and threw it at Yao Tian. The paper immediately wrapped Yao Tian's entire body and floated him in the air.
Several people immediately took Yao Tian and followed Luo Xuanyi, and the rest of those who were closer to Qi Mingzhe surrounded him and flattered him, still feeling a little scared.
"That Danxin Pavilion is indeed arrogant. Could Yao Tian really have died like this? Died at the hands of an outsider." What a pity for the magic weapon materials on him. Someone sighed. Good things should be kept in the family.
Qi Mingzhe wasn't as angry as they thought. Instead, he smiled and lightly slapped Lu Kewei beside him. "I told you that even my master would be a little afraid of Hua Shen Shangzun. If Yao Tian really loses out, you'll be in big trouble."
He added, "Tomorrow, gather some things and I'll go and make amends for her. After all, I'm capable, so I can prevent her from doing anything bad behind her back. You all have to respect these people from now on. Since we know each other, just treat it as a friendship that has not been known to each other. Do you understand?"
Lu Kewei nodded repeatedly, licking his lips and signaling to the others with his eyes. Naturally, the others nodded as well, with an expression of admiration that they only followed Qi Mingzhe's lead. Qi Mingzhe was drinking proudly among them, completely unaware of Lu Kewei's gaze standing behind him.
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