As a top-tier sect, naturally there needed to be more complete development systems.

Young Master Yuan’s suggestion that elders take disciples and hold grand competitions at the main peak at intervals was very beneficial from a long-term perspective.

Actually, Eternal Sect had long had a Martial Arts Hall. Old Ding, Old Ge, and others would often come to teach, but because there were too many disciples, it was difficult to achieve excellence.

With the various great elders participating in disciple cultivation, each person leading a batch, the situation would definitely be different.

Jun Changxiao was growing stronger.

Eternal Sect would also become increasingly formalized.

After the new rules were issued, the sect immediately became lively, because all the great elders were scrambling for people.

The annual grand competition—winning or losing didn’t actually matter. If they lost, they’d have to clean toilets for a year, which they really didn’t want to see.

Therefore.

They had to select geniuses, had to select moldable talents!

Of course, Liu Sinan and the others were quite depressed—the two good seedlings Lin Yi and Ye Feng had been snatched away by the Sect Master first.

Sigh.

Who told him he was the boss?

Who told him he presided over Dragon Head Peak?

The Eternal Sect elders entered the scramble for people battle, truly displaying their abilities like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea.

…

Outhouse.

A newly entered disciple called Xiao Hai was squatting in position.

Having arrived at Eternal Sect for several days already, he’d gradually adapted and was full of anticipation for the future.

“Xiao Hai.”

Suddenly, a voice transmitted.

Xiao Hai was startled and raised his head, only to see Elder Gongsun’s head poke up from outside the wall, smiling: “Interested in becoming a member of Gathering Star Peak?”

Back when Jun Changxiao built many mountain peaks, there were those for disciples to live on like Transcendent Peak and Towering Peak, and also Number One, Number Two peaks, etc.

One, two, three were just code names. Elders had the right to change them.

After Gongsun Hou moved in, he changed it to Gathering Star Peak.

Liu Sinan and Baili Qianchou also respectively modified their peak names—one called Yearning Affection Peak, one called Severed Sorrow Peak.

Old Ding, Jiang Xie, and the others won’t be listed one by one to avoid being accused of padding. In summary, the Sect Master didn’t restrict their thinking. Names were entirely based on personal preference.

Of course.

Once a name was set, it couldn’t be changed again, and would be perpetually passed down.

For example, Gathering Star Peak—no matter how many years passed in the future, no matter how many times the peak master changed, every time they turned to the first page of the peak’s history, the first sentence recorded would be: First Generation Peak Master Gongsun Hou.

“Aah!”

Xiao Hai pulled up his pants and ran out of the outhouse.

I go to the cafeteria, he chases. I go to the outhouse, he chases again. Elder Gongsun is too scary!

“What’s going on?”

Mao Xiaodao, carrying a manure bucket, walked over with a confused expression.

“Hmph.”

Jing Zhixiao, carrying a shovel, said indifferently: “Stop babbling, hurry up and work!”

And him.

If Mecha Number 66 could be passed down long-term and inherited by sect descendants, they would inevitably also pay respects to this first generation pilot and carefully read that already yellowed operation manual he left behind.

…

The scramble for people battle, blazing hot.

Gongsun Hou and Baili Qianchou almost came to spitting at each other in the martial arts field over recruiting one disciple.

However.

Hall Master Zi was very calm.

Although he’d already received the Sect Master’s order that Spirit Beast Peak also had to participate in the grand competition, he wasn’t panicked at all, because… he’d long ago instructed subordinates to consult Mao Xiaodao on how to proficiently clean outhouses.

“Hall Master!”

Old Niu walked in, saying: “I heard it was Young Master Yuan’s suggestion that our Spirit Beast Peak absolutely must participate in the various peaks’ grand competition!”

“It’s that guy again!”

Ah Zi angrily stood up, power gathering in his palm, fiercely slapping toward the table.

Just as he was about to touch it, he suddenly thought this counted as damaging public property. If discovered, there would definitely be a fine. He immediately withdrew his force and gently swept away a few specks of dust, saying: “Bullying beasts too much!”

“Various peaks’ grand competition.”

“Is a matter between the various great elders.”

“We’re just a hall. Why should we participate!”

“Moreover, you humans are good at cultivation.”

“We beast clan completely don’t understand!”

Ah Zi became more and more angry as he spoke, finally turning into complete roaring.

Honestly, playing a cultivation-type game with humans was indeed bullying Spirit Beast Hall a bit.

But.

Ah Zi could only talk tough in the hall. Just now facing Jun Changxiao, he kept nodding: “Yes, yes, the Sect Master is right. Our Spirit Beast Hall will absolutely comply and guarantee to complete the mission!”

The beast clan will never be slaves, unless there’s food and housing.

Not a meme.

Even less a joke.

“Hall Master!”

Just then, a subordinate came to report: “Young Master Yuan has come to visit!”

“You mother’s bastard!”

The Purple Lin Demon King angrily said: “He still dares to come! This old man will risk going to the Discipline Hall for punishment today, but I’m going to beat him until his skin splits and his ass blooms!”

While speaking, Young Master Yuan had already walked in from outside, asking: “Who does Hall Master Zi want to beat?”

“Swish!”

Ah Zi raised his hand pointing at Old Niu, angrily saying: “Beat him!”

“…”

Old Niu collapsed.

My King, my Hall Master!

Your speed of yielding is way too fast!

“Hall Master Zi.”

Young Master Yuan sat down, saying: “Recently, your Spirit Beast Hall’s performance has been quite good. After I reported it, the Sect Master approved an additional two hundred thousand beast cores.”

After speaking, he placed a spatial ring on the table.

The Purple Lin Demon King’s heart originally held fury sufficient to burn the universe. Hearing about additional beast cores, he immediately put on a smiling face: “Thank you for the trouble, Young Master Yuan.”

No wonder back then Ye Xingchen, when drunk, liked to run to his bed. Turns out in the entire sect, when discussing who changed the most, it had to be these two. Truly a case of birds of a feather flocking together!

“Hall Master Zi.”

Young Master Yuan said again: “Having your Spirit Beast Hall participate in the various peaks’ grand competition is indeed making things too difficult.”

“…”

The Purple Lin Demon King cursed in his heart: “You meowing well know it!”

“However.”

Young Master Yuan said seriously: “Only with competition is there progress, so please be sure to take it to heart.”

His suggestions to the Sect Master weren’t deliberately targeting Spirit Beast Hall, nor deliberately targeting anyone. It was just that as Vice Sect Master, he should fulfill his duties responsibly.

For example, the frugality he proposed in the past—to this day, the results achieved were very ideal. In the long run, it saved Eternal Sect quite a bit of expenditure and resources.

Young Master Yuan did nothing wrong.

A top-tier sect needed this kind of manager who knew how to manage a household.

If everyone was as casual and carefree as Jun Changxiao, in the short term they could naturally rely on cheats to proudly stand above the mortal world, but what about later?

To say something readers love to hear: when this book is finished, Eternal Sect will still continue to develop normally. Whether the future is glorious or declining would test the leadership and decision-making abilities of the high-level officials.

All good things must come to an end.

Unless it’s dropped, a book will eventually finish.

Therefore, what we can do now is cherish the present, then… farewell until we meet again in the martial world!

“Sigh.”

Hall Master Zi said bitterly: “We beast clan only understand using brute force. How can we cultivate talent?”

“Wrong.”

Young Master Yuan said: “What Spirit Beast Hall needs isn’t human talent, it’s beast talent.”

“Huh?”

The Purple Lin Demon King was stunned.

Young Master Yuan leaned in, saying: “Since the Sect Master can recruit so many human geniuses from the lower universe, why doesn’t Hall Master Zi go recruit beast clan geniuses? You must know, our Eternal Sect’s first principle is not discriminating against races or regions. As long as they enter the sect, they’re all brothers and sisters.”

“That makes sense!”

The Purple Lin Demon King realized: “How did I not think of that!”

Cultivating human geniuses, Spirit Beast Hall couldn’t do it, but they could select beast clan geniuses. The universe was so vast, planes so numerous—just randomly selecting would yield considerable numbers!

“Swish!”

Ah Zi stood up, saying: “I’ll immediately go request instructions from the Sect Master!”

“Hall Master, should we still consult Mao Xiaodao on how to clean outhouses?”

“Consult my ass!”