"Okay." Xiao Chen replied and began to process a piece of "spirit deer meat" that he had just hunted from the back mountain, his movements swift and skillful.
Xiao Chen's flames were like living things in his hands, and he precisely controlled the heat. The aroma of the dishes mixed with rich spiritual energy permeated the entire Qingyun Sect. Even the old locust tree in the corner of the courtyard shook its leaves, as if it was craving something delicious.
This scene was so warm and inviting, it didn't seem like something a top-tier sect would have; it resembled the everyday life of an ordinary family. But who would have known that any one of the three people in that kitchen could stir up a storm across the four realms?
The Qingyun Sect's status in the Southern Region is now vastly different from what it used to be.
Xiao Chen's killing of the Xuan Tian Sect's Integration Stage Elder and Jiang Li's undefeated victory against a peak Integration Stage cultivator made the Qingyun Sect's name resound throughout the four regions.
"Have you heard? Two disciples from the Qingyun Sect, one is a Nascent Soul cultivator who can kill a Body Integration cultivator, and the other is a Void Refinement cultivator who is not even twenty years old. They are simply monsters among monsters!"
"Who in the Southern Region doesn't know about the Azure Cloud Sect now? Being able to cultivate in the Azure Cloud Sect is better than being in any of the top sects in the Central Region!"
Countless cultivators longed to join the sect, even willing to serve as a menial disciple. But no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find the Qingyun Sect's exact location—how could these people possibly break the formation Lin Zhou had laid out?
"Sigh, still can't find it..." A Nascent Soul cultivator slumped down at the foot of the mountain, gazing at the vast forest with a face full of despair. He had been waiting here for half a month, but hadn't even seen a shadow of the Qingyun Sect.
"I've heard that only those with a special destiny can find the mountain gate..." someone sighed nearby.
Inside the Qingyun Sect, the aroma of food filled the air.
Lin Zhou looked at his two disciples who were engrossed in their food and a smile appeared on his lips.
Whether the outside world praises or fears him, it has nothing to do with him.
All he wanted was to stay on this mountain, grow vegetables, cook, and watch his two apprentices grow up.
As for those who want to join a sect?
Let it be.
Anyway, he doesn't lack apprentices.
As the sun sets, golden rays spill onto the rooftops of the Qingyun Sect, and wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys, mingling with the spiritual energy of the mountains to create a tranquil and peaceful scene.
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