bookbashuk Chapter 45: Courtesy first, then attack
Chapter 45: Courtesy first, then attack
Lin Zhiwei, who had just stepped into the main hall, paused, feeling extremely ashamed and indignant. Her cheeks flushed red, but she quickly regained her composure and adopted a cold and aloof demeanor.
She followed Tong Yan in performing the grand ceremony of worship.
"Disciple Tongyan greets the Sect Master and all Elders!"
"Disciple Lin Zhiwei greets the Sect Master and all Elders!"
Upon seeing Tong Yan and Lin Zhiwei enter, all eyes in the hall turned to them, and the murmurs abruptly ceased.
The white-haired old man sitting next to Master Biyang waved his hand in greeting:
"Old Zhou and Old Yu, stop arguing. The two main characters have arrived. Let's hear what they have to say."
After saying that, he gave Tong Yan a look.
"Tongyan, you speak first."
Tong Yan understood immediately. His gaze swept across the faces of the elders in the hall, and he knew that a dispute had arisen regarding how to deal with Jiang Chuan.
He stepped forward, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said:
"Sect Master, Elders, during the time I've spent with Ye Hao, I've been constantly testing him and have discovered some clues..."
Firstly, Ye Hao is completely unaware of the specific situation of the cultivation world in Jingzhou and even Yue Kingdom.
Secondly, he doesn't know much about cultivation. When I discussed the Dao with him, he didn't understand many common cultivation knowledge. He either kept quiet or made excuses. He didn't seem like someone cultivated by a major power.
Thirdly, he said that he had a mysterious and powerful master. However, whether the master was a Golden Core True Person or a Nascent Soul True Lord, he should have been wealthy and generous, and should have given him some precious treasures for protection. But after observing him for the past few days, I found that he did not have any precious treasures on him, and the things he used were even inferior to those of ordinary Qi Refining disciples in my sect...
Therefore, this disciple concludes that what Ye Hao said earlier was false!
As soon as Tong Yan uttered his three pronouncements, discussions arose again in the hall. The white-haired old man tapped the table, and the discussions ceased once more.
He looked at Tong Yan and asked.
"So, Tong Yan, you mean everything about him was a facade, that he didn't have any mysterious master at all, and that he was just a lucky one who obtained a powerful inheritance?"
Tong Yan nodded and bowed, saying, "This is just my humble opinion; please let the Sect Master and the elders decide."
The white-haired old man nodded slightly, a satisfied smile appearing at the corner of his eyes, then looked at Lin Zhiwei again.
"Lin Zhiwei, I heard she has a crush on you. What do you think?"
Lin Zhiwei's beautiful eyes swept over the elders in the hall. These were the hall masters of the various halls of the Biyang Immortal Sect, who held the core power of the sect and had the power of life and death over the tens of thousands of disciples.
Including herself!
"The decision rests entirely with the Sect Master and the elders!"
Lin Zhiwei only said one sentence before shutting up.
She was of low rank and had little influence; she was merely a fish on the chopping block, with no control over her own destiny, let alone anything else.
Jiang Chuan's words suddenly came to mind.
[To struggle with Heaven is endless joy; to struggle with Earth is endless joy; to struggle with Man is endless joy.]
"Cultivation is essentially a struggle for the Great Dao, a life-or-death battle where everything depends on strength."
"For him to say that, he must have foreseen this situation. Therefore, I choose to believe him..."
"Become stronger, become stronger, I must become stronger until no one can decide my fate."
After hearing Tong Yan and Lin Zhiwei's answers, the white-haired old man waved his hand.
"Alright, you two can leave now!"
After Tong Yan and Lin Zhiwei left, the white-haired old man looked at the closed-eye Master Biyang and bowed respectfully:
"Sect Master, please make the decision on how to handle this."
The other elders in the hall also looked at Master Biyang, who was sitting in the main seat.
The opinions they offered, including those of Tong Yan and Lin Zhiwei, were merely for the sect leader's reference.
Such matters, which could potentially involve the life and death of the sect, should naturally be decided by the sect's Golden Core cultivators.
Master Biyang held a sword talisman in his hand, which had been sent from Taihu Market a few moments earlier.
Not long after Jiang Chuan left, a mysterious Golden Core cultivator appeared and killed the second-tier high-grade Black Crown Golden Eagle, which was known for its speed.
Is it possible for such a coincidence to happen in the world?
He didn't believe it, and he didn't dare to gamble!
If they lose the bet, their sect will be in danger of collapsing.
However, the opportunity that the other person presents may be related to one's future path, so one naturally cannot miss it.
After a moment of silence, Master Biyang made his decision. He glanced at the elders in the hall and spoke in a calm, emotionless voice.
"Guests from afar are to be treated with utmost courtesy."
"Apart from forbidden areas and some core inheritances, everything else within the sect is unconditionally open to him..."
Upon hearing Master Biyang's arrangement, the expressions of several radicals, including the white-haired elder, changed drastically.
"Please reconsider, Sect Master. This offer is far too generous."
"Please reconsider, Sect Master!"
Master Biyang snorted coldly, and the hall fell silent instantly.
"My mind is made up!"
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Over the next few days,
Jiang Chuan suddenly noticed a change in the way the surrounding disciples looked at him. The hostility they displayed before had vanished, replaced by a fawning, obsequious attitude.
In addition, the treatment was extremely luxurious.
Every day, various delicacies from land and sea are served, and there are many young and beautiful female disciples of the sect to accompany them. They can even freely visit the various peaks and halls of the Biyang Immortal Sect.
Such treatment is even better than that given to the core disciple, Tong Yan.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was the sole heir of the Biyang Immortal Sect, the illegitimate son of True Person Biyang...
Such preferential treatment initially made Jiang Chuan feel a little bewildered, but then he seemed to have something on his mind.
"Is this a sign they're trying to befriend me?"
"Could it be that the fabricated master I made up has actually fooled them? They're not planning to attack me anymore?"
"Or are you going to try a little sweet talk first, then pull the big one?"
"But whatever, since you're treating me so well, I won't be polite either."
Jiang Chuan's eyes lit up at the thought that he could freely visit the Daoist Hall of the Biyang Immortal Sect.
The Golden Elixir Sect, which has been passed down for over a thousand years, possesses a vast array of divine skills and secret techniques that far surpass those of Biyang Tower and Zhenbao Pavilion in Taihu Market.
If he could really visit at will, even if this clone immediately self-destructed, it would still be a huge profit.
His true form and his clones can perform two tasks at the same time.
Although the clone cannot use the [Life-Saving System] to cultivate, some techniques and secret arts that the clone sees can be recorded synchronously on the system panel.
So, as long as he reads through all the Taoist scriptures in the Biyang Immortal Sect's Taoist Hall,
That would be equivalent to emptying out the entire Biyang Immortal Sect, which would greatly enrich its foundation and provide a solid guarantee for creating more powerful cultivation techniques in the future.
As for other benefits, such as spirit stones, pills, and foundation-building spiritual items, which are treasures in the eyes of other cultivators, they are not very important to Jiang Chuan.
The cultivation technique he created was powerful enough that he could condense a celestial-grade Dao foundation without the aid of any foundation-building spiritual objects.
"It's decided just like that. Let's empty out the Daoist Hall of the Biyang Immortal Sect first."