Chapter 436: 434. Returning to the sect "Yes, Sect Leader!"
The crowd quickly responded.
Eager to return home, they were delighted about the advancement of time.
However, Zi Ran was somewhat taken aback.
"Sect Leader Wen, why such urgency?"
She had intended to discuss the matter of her hand and talk about magic stones tomorrow, aiming to gain a deeper understanding of both.
Wen Ping replied, "There are matters at the Sect to attend to."
"Alright then, I won’t detain Sect Leader Wen any longer. By the way, Sect Leader Wen, it may take me about ten days to half a month to reach East Lake, during which what about my hand..."
"It won’t relapse within this time."
"Good."
Zi Ran sighed with relief.
...
After such a night, following Zi Ran’s warm hospitality, Wen Ping boarded the flying ship at dawn the next day.
When the flying ship took off, Zi Ran once again expressed a look of surprise.
Having never seen a flying ship.
Nor had she heard of ships flying.
As Wen Ping’s flying ship gradually receded, Zi Ran uttered, "What kind of Sect is this, where one can freely learn any mysterious Vein Technique and even has a ship that can fly, yet remains in the barbaric East Lake region!"
Murmuring to herself, Zi Ran retreated.
Zhaochi emerged from the forest, roaring furiously at the sky.
It appeared formidable and domineering.
Bainian Xiang glanced at it, thinking that if she hadn’t seen it always hiding far away, too scared to approach the yellow dog, sneaking around like a mouse, she might have believed Zhaochi.
"Can’t even beat a dog, why pretend?"
Saying that, Bainian Xiang turned and left.
Leaving Zhaochi standing awkwardly, pretending or not...
...
In the blink of an eye, several more days passed. The coalition in Mountain and Sea City was still slowly assembling, but the withdrawal of Iron Mountain Pavilion prevented any Four-star Influence from joining. They couldn’t figure out why Iron Mountain Pavilion withdrew, but later some hints surfaced. It seemed that the Immortal Sect had connections with Master Zi Ran, leading Iron Mountain Pavilion to back out, and the Mountain Suppression Realm members who joined the coalition were all wanderers.
They didn’t owe face to anyone; their purpose was to snatch some of the rewards from the Hundred Sects Alliance and loot some things.
They surely wouldn’t risk their lives for the Hundred Sects Alliance.
At this moment, Wen Ping also returned to the Immortal Sect.
Looking down upon the newly transformed Immortal Sect, Lan Peng was somewhat astonished, "It’s only been a bit more than a year, and the change is enormous."
The Main Hall was newly refurbished, more magnificent.
A field of rice at Medicine Mountain.
And the notably lush woods by the mountain, the type of trees he had no idea about, since he had not seen them during his time at the Immortal Sect.
"Uncle Lan, prepare to descend." Saying this, Wen Ping glanced sideways at Wan Yan, "To join the Immortal Sect, an entry fee of 1000 Gold Coins is required, please pay up."
"Ah!"
Wan Yan was taken aback.
Wen Ping glanced at Lin Kewu, "You didn’t tell her?"
"Forgot," Lin Kewu grinned, then pulled a Gold Ticket worth 1000 Gold Coins from his pocket and handed it to Wen Ping.
Wen Ping accepted it, then turned around to watch the flying ship slowly descend.
Lan Peng’s entry fee had already been paid by Wen Ping.
"Wen Ping, you’re more suited to be Sect Leader than your father."
At this moment, Lan Peng’s voice reached his ears.
"It’s alright," Wen Ping smiled faintly. Truly, he could maintain a cool demeanor in front of others, but not with someone like Lan Peng, as they watched him grow up after all.
Allowing them to see him rebuild the Sect, even better than before, was also a part of his dreams.
While descending, suddenly a voice arose from below.
"The Sect Leader has returned!"
"Finally back..."
As the flying ship lowered onto Churao Mountain, it was noon, and people from Yunlan Mountain were already rushing over.
As they slowly descended, Yang Lele and others stood expectantly at Churao Mountain.
"Sect Leader, Senior Brother Yang, Senior Sister Zhao..."