Anyway, the sect does not provide any resources. If they want something, they can only rely on themselves, spontaneously form forces, and stick together for warmth.
To put it bluntly, the Xuanyin Sect is like a huge poisonous insect breeding farm. Only those who are truly powerful can break through the siege among the many foundation-building cultivators.
The weak either live by relying on the strong and becoming vassals and slaves, or die.
"How many Jindan Daochangs like Xueyan Mountain are there in the Xuanyin Sect?"
“There are probably four or five hundred, but not every Jindan Dojo is open.
Some elders are stationed outside all year round, while others practice secret techniques in seclusion, sometimes for eight to ten years."
As Jiang Fan was speaking, the disciple token on his waist suddenly vibrated violently, making a sharp explosion sound.
Hearing this voice, his face changed drastically, "Not good! Someone is challenging the Blood Swallow Mountain Dojo! It's someone from the dojo next door!"
Meng Wan glanced at the disciple token on his waist and instantly understood that someone had issued an emergency notice using a disciple token with higher authority.
Jiang Fan tightly grasped the token on his waist to stop it from making the exploding sound, but the token's vibration did not stop.
"Senior Sister! Although battles do break out between various dojos from time to time, situations like this, where one mountain declares war directly on another, are actually rare."
Jiang Fan's expression was very solemn. "Besides, I suspect these people are coming for Senior Sister!"
Meng Wan raised her eyebrows with interest when she heard this. "Are you coming for me?"
Jiang Fan nodded with an extremely serious expression, "Back when Senior Sister was building her foundation and overcoming the tribulation, many disciples spread the news of you throughout half of the Xuanyin Sect.
Now everyone knows that a genius with three tribulations of the Five Elements has emerged from the Blood Path, and has the potential to grow into a Quasi-Saint Son."
Meng Wan had heard people mention the Holy Son and the Quasi-Holy Son before, and when she heard Jiang Fan mention it again, she couldn't help but feel interested.
"Interesting. What exactly are the cultivation and strength of the Quasi-Saint Son and the Saint Son?"
“The cultivation base of the Quasi-Saint Sons and Saint Sons is actually not very high. Most of them are only in the middle stage of foundation building or even the early stage of foundation building.
But their strength is so terrifying that it is not an exaggeration to say that they can sweep away their peers."
Jiang Fan swallowed nervously, as if he had thought of some horrifying scene.
"I once saw a Quasi-Saint Son-level figure take action from afar. His power was extremely terrifying. In an instant, he turned three cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage into blood!"
Meng Wan nodded slightly and took out the storage bag given to her by her new cheap master, wanting to see what treasures were inside.
With the intention of opening the gift box, Meng Wan did not use her spiritual sense to check what was inside. With a hint of anticipation, she began to take things out.
He took out a booklet: Xuanyin Sect Rules.
Meng Wan threw the booklet into her storage ring and continued to dig, pulling out another disciple token.
At first glance, this disciple token is somewhat similar to the one on Jiang Fan's waist. It is also made of black iron and feels cold to the touch.
However, there were only two bloodstains on Jiang Fan's token, while the token in her hand had three bloodstains.
Meng Wan casually hung the token, which was also vibrating, around her waist and continued to take things out of her storage bag.
What I got was... an IOU.
"Now there is a Taoist boy named Meng Wan who, in order to build his foundation, consumed a huge amount of blood from the First Peak Blood Pool. According to statistics, the loss caused by Meng Wan is as high as 20 million spirit stones.
I hereby write this IOU to prove that Meng Wan must repay this debt within the next five years with spirit stones, magic weapons, elixirs or other items of equal value.
If repayment is not made within the stipulated time, compensation will be provided in the form of labor or tasks according to the sect's rules. This IOU is in duplicate, with Meng Wan and Xuanyin Sect's Si Tianchi each holding one copy as proof."
When Meng Wan saw the IOU, she almost laughed out of anger.
Is this the good thing her new cheap master gave her?
She licked her lips and teeth lightly with her tongue, then tore it apart with force without changing her expression.
——It didn’t even tear.
Meng Wan stared at the IOU in her hand, and suddenly, a drop of blood appeared on it.
However, no one knew what the paper the IOU was written on was made of. The blood, which contained powerful spiritual power, could not even penetrate this thin paper.
Next, Meng Wan tried other methods, such as cutting with a knife, burning with fire, freezing with ice, and being struck by lightning.
Even after using the Soul-Splitting Nail, it couldn't leave any trace on the note.
She changed her mind again and tried to erase the handwriting on the IOU, wanting to change the names "Meng Wan" and "Si Tianchi" to turn the IOU into a receipt.
The result was the same: there was nothing we could do about the writing on it.
"Okay, that's tough enough."
At this point, Meng Wan naturally realized that the paper used to make this IOU was definitely a treasure.
But her cheap master really owed her a lot of money. He actually used such a good treasure to write an IOU and extorted 20 million spirit stones from her!
Meng Wan put the IOU away and continued to rummage into her storage bag, but she couldn't take anything out.
Okay, okay, okay.
Her disciple was no good, and the master she met was not a good person either.
When Meng Wan was taking things out, Jiang Fan didn't dare to interrupt.
Seeing that she seemed to have finished her work, he spoke cautiously.
"Senior Sister, the people from the neighboring Chixia Peak are almost here. The Peak Master has ordered all of us disciples to go there urgently. Should we go?"
"Go, since there's a lot of fun going on, why not go?"
Meng Wan curled her lips slightly, her mood having calmed down from the trick played by her cheap master, and walked towards the assembly point.
Although Xueyan Mountain is the dojo of the Jindan cultivator Si Tianchi, Jindan cultivators do not participate in the fights between foundation-building cultivators. The master of the peak is someone else, a ninth-level foundation-building cultivator named Xie Guangyi.
Theoretically, all disciples in Xueyan Mountain must obey the orders of the peak master Xie Guangyi.
But those disciples who went out did not want to participate in the fight, so usually, only the disciples who stayed in Xueyan Mountain would obey his orders.
There were several cultivators with the same level of cultivation as Xie Guangyi, who would not have given Xie Guangyi this face.
But today is different. Today, people from other mountains are coming to attack us. If we don’t put aside our prejudices and join forces to fight the enemy, Blood Goose Mountain will be handed over to others.
When Meng Wan and Jiang Fan rushed there, people from the hostile forces just arrived.
The master of Chixia Peak is a woman with a strong figure and a heroic appearance.
She was surrounded by a group of foundation-building cultivators. Her gaze swept across the disciples of Blood Goose Mountain and fell on Meng Wan and Jiang Fan at the back.
His eyes lit up and he raised his hand and pointed at Meng Wan and Jiang Fan beside her.
"I want this girl called Meng Wan, and the pretty boy behind her is also my type.
Give these two men to me as an apology, and we will spare you, Blood Goose Mountain."
"What a big tone!"
Xie Guangyi sneered repeatedly, "Ni Peilan, who do you think you are? How dare you go wild in my Blood Goose Mountain?"
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