Myriad Ancients Sect.
A large batch of martial artists dressed as merchants walked to the mountain foot, handing over various medicinal seed materials to disciples responsible for receiving goods. After obtaining corresponding payment, they took their leave.
Every month at the beginning of the month, this scene would play out. It had already become a habit.
The disciples who obtained various medicinal resources returned to the sect, first reporting to the higher-ups, then delivering them to the Medical Hall for Sun Bukong to organize, distributing the planting batches and quantities.
Over two years, Myriad Ancients Sect’s medicinal fields had considerable scale, forming a virtuous cycle in planting and refining.
The pill medicine shop opened in Linyuan City, business was also more prosperous day by day, bringing in profits of twenty to thirty million every month.
Actually it could be even more, but alas, only Feng Guichen alone was refining pill medicines. Although the monthly planted medicinal herbs had large quantities, very few were taken to refine pills. The rest could only be stored.
Because of the industry’s support, and receiving appropriate amounts of Profound Stones at fixed times, Myriad Ancients Sect disciples’ realm improvement was significant. After two years of development, they had already achieved universal Martial Saint level.
Ding Xingwang and Gongsun Haohai and other higher-ups had also successively stepped into Lower-Rank Spatial Breaking Realm.
Of course.
Being able to improve overall was still thanks to the heaven and earth environment.
Only, as realms increased, cultivation became more difficult. To achieve universal Martial Emperor would either require massive amounts of time or massive amounts of resources to supply.
In these two years, the Hall that improved fastest in Myriad Ancients Sect was none other than the Formation Hall, because of Elder Taixuan’s personal teaching.
Speaking of this person, one had to mention that Lingwei True Sect previously sent resources and also sent the key, so he had already escaped the cage and regained freedom, but each time teaching Shangguan Xinyao he would have splitting headaches.
Of course.
Elder Taixuan had also benefited immensely in the sect during these two years.
Because the Formation Breaking Chapter provided many ideas, his understanding of formations had profound comprehension again.
Especially becoming addicted to the food Liu Wanshi made, each time after busying for a period, he’d always come to the dining hall saying: “Girl, quickly make me a bowl of Braised Lion’s Head!”
Once, he was very resistant to taking the blame for the trouble Dog Leftover caused. If given another chance now, it would definitely be… I’ll still take the blame!
Entry disciples must play soccer—this was Myriad Ancients Sect’s culture.
Entry big shots must experience true fragrance—this was Myriad Ancients Sect’s law.
The busiest in these two years was Hua Meigui, because before Jun Changxiao left he handed all sect affairs to her, so she definitely had to achieve perfection.
Fortunately, the sect atmosphere was very good, so managing wasn’t particularly troublesome.
“Two years.”
Sitting in the study, flipping through the just-reported medicinal material catalog, Hua Meigui rubbed her temples. Her beautiful eyes looked toward the window outside, murmuring: “Husband should be returning soon.”
“Mistress!”
Just then, Li Fei ran over, joyfully saying: “Second Senior Brother has returned!”
Hua Meigui subconsciously heard it as the Sect Master returning and immediately beamed with joy, but when she came back to her senses, her brow couldn’t help showing a trace of loss.
……
Myriad Ancients Sect, Martial Arts Arena.
Li Qingyang stopped, raising his head to look at the main hall hung with the ‘Iron Bones Clanging’ plaque, his emotions surging as he cupped his fists: “Sect Master, this disciple has returned!”
Squatting behind him was the Thunder Rhombus Beast that had already grown taller than him, thunder and lightning gathering around its entire body, truly mighty and extraordinary.
Possibly because of traveling, Li Qingyang gave people a rather fatigued feeling, but those sharp eyes seemed to emanate the might of thunder and lightning.
Disciples rushing over from each mountain peak all secretly exclaimed in admiration: “In these two years, Second Senior Brother definitely had earth-shattering changes!”
“Senior Brother.”
Long Ziyang came over, saying: “After you followed the Thunder Rhombus Clan and left, the Sect Master also followed Senior Tonggu to cultivate.”
“I see.”
Li Qingyang said: “No wonder after I came up the mountain, I felt the sect lacked a certain atmosphere.”
What atmosphere it lacked, he couldn’t say, but readers know that a Myriad Ancients Sect without Jun Changxiao lacked a share of absurd energy.
“Big Senior Sister has returned!”
Suddenly, a disciple shouted at the top of his voice.
Everyone hadn’t yet turned their heads when they immediately felt an extremely strong cold current pressing over. The originally spring-filled environment immediately became the twelfth lunar month of winter!
“Achoo!”
“Achoo!”
The disciples both sneezed and shivered.
“Flap flap! Flap flap!”
An Ice Phoenix Beast shining with dazzling sunlight flew over, then flapped its wings hovering above the Martial Arts Arena.
“Swish!”
Lu Qianqian floated down gracefully, saying: “The Sect Master isn’t here?”
Very clearly, she also detected that within the sect, that flavor of absurd atmosphere was missing.
Li Qingyang’s changes were still quite significant. He also looked more mature and steady than before.
Lu Qianqian’s appearance hadn’t changed much. Time seemed unable to leave any traces on her face. As for her icy temperament, it was even stronger than in the past.
If it were other sects, there would definitely be discomfort, even widespread infection with colds the next day. But when Big Senior Sister returned, not only were Myriad Ancients Sect disciples very comfortable, their spiritual platforms became clear, after all they were already accustomed.
“Hahahaha!”
Just then, loud laughter came from the mountain foot: “I’m here!”
From the voice alone one could tell it was definitely Su Xiaomo.
This guy unconventionally leaped up from the cliff side of the mountain gate entrance, then landed in the Martial Arts Arena in a single-handed ground-touching, legs spread-apart stance.
“Brother Su!”
Li Fei joyfully rushed over, only to be kicked flying by the other party, who then looked affectionately toward Xia Shuiyun in the distance, saying: “Baby, say it loud, did you miss me!”
After two years of training and returning, immediately spread dog food.
This was really very Su Dog Leftover.
Xia Shuiyun hurriedly turned her head with a red face, thinking reproachfully: “With so many people here, isn’t he ashamed?”
……
Mountain foot.
Ye Xingchen, who had been training all along the road, came over.
Coincidentally, Xiao Zuiji also arrived from another direction. The two were separated by several dozen zhang, looking at each other, the corners of their mouths rising in smiles.
“Brother Ye is here!”
“Brother Xiao is here!”
As the two climbed up to the sect, all the Core Disciples who had been taken away by the various clans had returned.
Except for Lu Qianqian who was as cold as ever, Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji and the others’ changes were truly very significant. Although they habitually used the Hidden Cultivation Technique to suppress their cultivation, from their temperament and eyes one could see their strength must have tremendously improved.
Moreover.
The life-bound contracted beasts all came along.
The true fragrance law wasn’t limited to just within Myriad Ancients Sect—it would actually extend to the outside world.
The most typical were the major clans.
They initially strongly resisted the Myriad Ancients Sect disciples who signed contracts with their clan members, but after witnessing the latter’s effort and growth, they gave recognition.
To put it plainly.
Because Li Qingyang and Xiao Zuiji’s strength improved, the life-bound contracted beasts also obtained tremendous benefits, their realms always keeping pace with their masters.
If they cultivated on their own in the clan’s territory, the speed definitely wouldn’t be this fast. So after careful discussion, the higher-ups of the major clans decided to let both sides continue together, mutually achieving each other.
“When will the Sect Master return?”
“Senior Tonggu said he’d conduct two years of demonic training. Now it’s already past the time.”
A Myriad Ancients Sect lacking Jun Changxiao was like lacking a soul.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
A few days later, vast momentum pressed down from the firmament, startling all disciples to raise their heads.
Above the sect’s main hall, Jun Changxiao landed dashingly and neatly, striking a bow-drawing pose, boldly singing: “Vague dreams as if once seen, waves appear in the heart…”
“Pffft pffft pffft!”