"Xiao Chen, right?"
Mo Yan took a step forward, his gaze fixed on Xiao Chen, his tone brimming with seduction.
"If you are willing to abandon the Four Directions Sect and join my Moze Sect, in addition to the resources and status I just promised, I can make additional decisions for you today."
"I'm giving you a chance to enter the Moze Scripture Pavilion!"
"hiss--!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present gasped, and even the peak masters of the Four Directions Sect changed their expressions.
What kind of place is Mozejing Pavilion?
That is the foundation of the Moze Sect, containing secret techniques and cultivation methods passed down from ancient times, even the most peripheral scriptures.
Pick any one of these books, and it's enough to stir up a bloodbath in the outside world!
Many cultivators spend their entire lives hoping for a single opportunity to step into the Scripture Pavilion, yet Mo Yan offered such a lure directly for Xiao Chen!
"Mo Yan! You've gone too far!"
Dongfang Shuo was the first to lose his temper; his face instantly turned bright red, and even his hair stood on end in anger.
The terrifying pressure of the Boundless Realm erupted from his body without reservation, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze. The spirit teacup on the table made a "crackling" sound and was covered with fine cracks.
He stared intently at Mo Yan, his eyes filled with rage. Mo Yan was actually trying to undermine the Four Directions Sect right in front of him, and even offered such a heavy offer. It was simply a provocation!
Mo Yan remained calm, seemingly unaffected by Dongfang Shuo's imposing presence. He merely looked at Xiao Chen with a half-smile, awaiting his reply.
Just as Dongfang Shuo was about to make his move, a figure flashed to his side like a ghost.
A hand gently pressed on his shoulder, seemingly soft, yet instantly neutralized the rampant spiritual energy surging around him.
"Don't be impulsive, Dongfang."
Dongfang Shuo froze, then turned to see who it was. His anger instantly vanished, and he quickly bowed respectfully, saying, "Sect Master!"
The newcomer was none other than the sect leader of the Four Directions Sect. He was dressed in a plain white Taoist robe, with a gentle face, yet he exuded an aura of authority that commanded respect.
He didn't look at Dongfang Shuo, but turned his gaze to Mo Yan, a faint smile playing on his lips, yet carrying an undeniable sharpness: "Fellow Daoist Mo Yan, in front of everyone from my Four Directions Sect..."
"Trying to poach members from my sect, isn't that a bit against the rules? My Four Directions Sect will remember this."
The words weren't harsh, but they instantly tensed the atmosphere. Mo Yan's smile faded slightly.
He knew that the sect leader of the Four Directions Sect was unfathomably powerful, and that if things really escalated, he wouldn't gain anything, yet he still refused to give up.
Turning back to Xiao Chen, her eyes held a final glimmer of hope: "Xiao Chen, are you really not going to consider the opportunity at Moze Pavilion? This is a once-in-a-lifetime chance."
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Xiao Chen remained calm and spoke slowly without hesitation: "Thank you for your kindness, Fellow Daoist Mo Yan. However, I still wish to stay in the Four Directions Sect."
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, and the peak masters of the Four Directions Sect also showed expressions of satisfaction.
Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily. There was no anger in his eyes, but rather a hint of appreciation: "Not bad! Very good! It's a good thing that young people have their own principles and passion!"
He stepped forward, patted Xiao Chen on the shoulder, and said with a hint of expectation, "I hope that five months from now, when the Mo Ze Sect and the Si Fang Sect are vying for the resources of Immortal Mountain..."
"I'm looking forward to seeing you on the battlefield. Don't let me down!"
Having said that, he didn't linger any longer. He nodded slightly to the sect leader of the Four Directions Sect, turned around, and transformed into a streak of light, disappearing outside the main hall.
The sect leader of the Four Directions Sect looked in the direction Mo Yan had left, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes. He then turned to look at Xiao Chen.
He smiled gently: "Xiao Chen, since you've chosen to stay with the Four Directions Sect, then focus on your cultivation. The Immortal Mountain Competition is in five months, and you're now trying to join the Five Peaks... I'm afraid..."
Xiao Chen could easily understand the sect leader's concerns; he was worried that the Five Peaks' lack of resources would hinder his cultivation.
However, the storage ring in his palm still contained many rare and precious materials and cultivation resources left behind by his master in his early years.
It was already enough to support him to break through to a higher realm, so he didn't have much need for the resources within the Four Directions Sect.
"Thank you for your concern, Sect Master," Xiao Chen bowed, his tone still firm, "This disciple's mind is made up, I still want to go to the Five Peaks."
Seeing the stubbornness in his eyes, the sect leader finally sighed softly and waved his hand: "Enough, everyone has their own ambitions, I will not try to persuade you anymore."
"If you encounter any difficulties on the Five Peaks in the future, or if you need resources or cultivation techniques, you can come to the main peak to find me at any time."
"This disciple will keep in mind the sect leader's teachings." Xiao Chen bowed again and turned to walk towards the Five Peaks.
As you leave the main peak area and get closer to the Five Sacred Mountains, the spiritual energy in the surrounding area becomes increasingly thin.
Completely different from the richness of Dongxu Peak, the elegance of Xixuan Peak, the grandeur of Nanyue Peak, and the austereness of Beihan Peak.
The spiritual energy here is so faint that it is almost indistinguishable from the outside world. Even the vegetation along the way appears somewhat withered and yellow, lacking the vibrant life of other mountains.
Upon arriving at the foot of the Five Peaks, Xiao Chen immediately sensed an invisible barrier.
It is an anti-air formation.
Although the formation was old, it was still in operation, enveloping the entire mountain. Not to mention flying through the air, even gliding on a sword was completely suppressed.
He smiled helplessly, put away the flying jade pendant, and started walking up the winding stone steps.
The stone steps were overgrown with weeds, some of which even completely covered the gaps between the steps, indicating that they had not been tended to for a long time.
The wind blew through the mountains, and all that could be heard was the rustling of falling leaves. Even the chirping of insects and birds was scarce, making the place feel desolate and lonely.
It took Xiao Chen nearly half an hour to finally reach the summit of the mountain.
But the scene before him still made him pause in surprise, a wry smile appearing on his lips. Where was the grandeur that a "peak" should have?
Only a few crooked little wooden houses stood forlornly on the flat ground, their planks cracked and their paper windows tattered, revealing dark, gaping window frames.
Several roof tiles were missing, and sunlight streamed through the holes, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Xiao Chen stepped forward and gently touched the door frame of the wooden house with his fingertips. A thick layer of dust fell down, making him choke and frown slightly.
Pushing open the door, the interior was even more chaotic. A dilapidated wooden table leaned precariously in the corner, its surface piled high with fallen leaves, clearly having drifted in through a hole in the roof.
The corner of the wall was covered with cobwebs, and the webs were also covered with dust and tiny insect carcasses.
Several broken pieces of firewood were scattered on the ground, and even the dry grass spread on the ground was withered and blackened, emitting a musty smell.
He then inspected several other wooden houses, all of which were in similar condition. Some of them even had roofs that had collapsed slightly due to years of disrepair, and one had to be careful even when standing inside, for fear of being hit by falling wooden beams.
Standing atop the peak, Xiao Chen gazed at the four main peaks shrouded in mist in the distance, then looked down at the dilapidated wooden house at his feet, and gently shook his head.
Who would have thought that the Five Peaks, which were once incredibly glorious within the Four Directions Sect and even surpassed the Four Main Peaks, would now be in such a state of decline, with no one left to take care of them?
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