2942 The Holy Water Sect’s Cultivation Ground
“This belongs to you, as it’s what your Master left behind,” Yang Xirong assured her, gently patting her hand. “In the future, if any disciple in the sect performs well, we will adhere to the rules and allow her to visit the Maple Pavilion to choose spiritual techniques, spiritual tools, and other items.”
Qiao Mu contemplated it and suggested, “There are quite a few black-level mystic weapons inside. Perhaps it’s time to replace them.”
She produced a Storage Talisman and handed it to Yang Xirong. “Second Aunt-Master, when do you plan to organize it? Inside are half of the in-kind compensation received from the Mu Clan’s eldest branch. I didn’t thoroughly examine the contents, but it likely contains Spirit Stones, spiritual techniques, spiritual tools, and medicinal materials, although the quality may not be top-notch. I’ll make do with them for now.”
Yang Xirong’s mouth twitched, unsure if Qiaoqiao felt a twinge of guilt as she said this.
She couldn’t help but think that when the Mu Clan’s eldest branch handed over these compensations, their hearts must have ached!
“Little Junior Sister, Little Junior Sister!” Fang Xu rushed over excitedly and pointed to the back of the mountain. “There are several rows of caves on the backside. The spiritual energy inside is incredibly dense. Would you like to go take a look?”
These individuals had been exploring the mountain and had stumbled upon a few excellent spots for cultivation.
Observing their high spirits, Qiao Mu nodded and followed them.
Indeed, there were a series of naturally formed small caves along the mountain wall at the rear. They were just large enough for one person to sit cross-legged and meditate while cultivating.
“Hmm,” Mo Lian exclaimed, stepping forward to examine it more closely. She couldn’t help but mumble, “This place naturally forms a cultivation ground.”
“It’s quite impressive. Look here, there’s an opening. The wind flows in from there and naturally circulates, carrying a rich spiritual energy. Over time, it has created these small caves.” Chen Qi gestured towards the back wall of the mountain.
The passage they had just traversed was relatively narrow, akin to a gourd with a slender neck. Upon turning around, they found themselves immediately facing an expansive mountain wall.
“This location boasts the densest spiritual energy among the six peaks. It’s indeed an excellent place for cultivation,” Yang Xirong remarked.
“This must be the First Peak!” Yang Xirong declared, leading the disciples to name the two peaks on the left and right as Second Peak and Third Peak.
Sky Peak was adjacent to the Learning Peak. The last mountain was collectively christened Holy Water Peak by everyone and designated as the main peak.
Yang Xirong, brimming with joy and enthusiasm, gathered the disciples to make plans. She decided to start by planting a row of bamboo forests on the Main Peak.
The young stoic opened her mouth, recalling the row of bamboo forests she had transplanted on the Quilted Road in the Clouds. She then surveyed the bare land on Holy Water Peak, an indication that bamboo had been planted there previously.
Lu Zheng scratched his nose and suggested, “Second Headmaster, would you like to plant a plum blossom grove outside the Xuanji Palace?”
“Alright,” the young stoic agreed with a nod, casually acknowledging the suggestion. She added, “We will return to the academy now. Elders, please don’t forget your mission. Hurry and locate those 101 first-generation disciples.”
“Our Holy Water Sect comprises at least 200 members,” the young stoic stated impassively. “Xuanji School, you should be able to provide me with at least 20 members!”
Was this demand excessive?
Not at all.
“Second Headmaster, rest assured. Once we complete the repairs to the Xuanji Palace, we will immediately descend the mountain and begin our search. We believe that with time, we will certainly locate many of our fellow sect members.”
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