"Brother Yan, will the whole sect be left only with us a few people?"
Yan Miao felt the desolation of the Purple Mist Valley and couldn't help but ask a question.
"It's unlikely that there are only a few of us left. The Purple Mist Valley is so vast, and there are many hidden arrays. Certainly, many people must be hidden among them."
Ding Huan explained.
"What should we do now, Ding Huan?" Suddenly settled, Liu Yinzhu lost her direction.
"Before that, she has always been working hard for the Purple Mist Valley, while doing tasks for the Purple Mist Valley and while improving her cultivation."
Now that the Purple Mist Valley no longer has her, she also doesn't know what to do.
"First, deal with the bodies here, and gather all the things together." Ding Huan had already formed a plan in mind.
Ding Huan is a self-created master of Taoism. Many things that others don't understand, he does.
He dimly felt that if he didn't establish a sect, spread his cultivation method and own way, it seemed that his Dao was lacking something.
He may not feel it now, but what about the future?
It is very likely that this is the foundation. In order for his Dao to have a foundation among the vast universe, he must have a succession of his own Dao.
Because any Dao that exists in the vast universe must have a foundation and a lineage.
Losing the transmission of the Dao is like losing the foundation of the Dao. It is akin to water without a source or trees without roots.
originally he wasn't thinking about these things now, but with such a great opportunity in front of him, if he didn't do it, it would be like refusing the gift from heaven.
Doesn't the saying go that 'if you refuse a gift from heaven, you will suffer the consequences'?
Since that's the case, why should he wait for the future?
Among the dead bodies, there were nine surviving Purple Mist Valley cultivators, who were barely alive.
Among them, one of the Gongji cultivators suffered slight injuries. He was shocked by Hao Wodao into his recognition sea and passed out, which was luck.
It was truly luck, because the cleaners of the battlefield had not arrived yet. If they had come, he would also be dead.
There were two Practicing Cultivators who were treated by Liu Yinzhu and were able to move freely now.
The others had either severely injured their internal organs, lost limbs, or had their recognition sea shattered.
Even if they were saved, they would not be able to continue cultivating.
"Liu Elder?"
The Gongji Cultivator who was rescued saw Liu Yinzhu and then looked at the ground littered with corpses, a look of confusion and horror on his face.
"You should be Qin Qingshan, right? I knew about your foundation-strengthening period." Liu Yinzhu recognized this Gongji cultivator.
"My disciple is Qin Qingshan." The Gongji cultivator bowed respectfully.
"And the two of you?" Liu Yinzhu turned to the other two Practicing Cultivators who were rescued, one of whom had lost an arm.
"Disciple Shen Jiankai, disciple Chen Ding, salute Elder Liu and thank you for your life-saving kindness." The two Practicing Cultivators hurried up to pay their respects.
Including Qin Qingshan, they haven't yet figured out what exactly happened until now.
"Elder Liu, our Purple Mist Valley…"
Qin Qingshan scanned his spiritual awareness and saw that aside from the few people in front of him, everyone else was a body, causing him to feel a sense of terror.
Liu Yinzhu sighed:
"The Purple Mist Valley is gone, the sect master has died in battle, and all of the disciples of the sect except for us a few have died."
Ding Huan knew it was impossible for everyone to have been killed. Not to mention the fact that Dong Li had escaped, and he wasn't the only one who had followed Dong Li to escape.
Except for these backstabbers, Liu Yinzhu's disciples Mo Haping and Gan Ziao, he had not seen them. Clearly, Liu Yinzhu had already notified her disciples and Gan Ziao to escape.
"What should we do now?" Qin Qingshan, who was distraught and anxious, said.
Liu Yinzhu said:
"Whatever your lives or my life, it was Ding Huan who saved it. The Purple Mist Valley is gone, and here is Ding Huan in charge. As for what to do next, we will all follow Ding Huan's lead."
Qin Qingshan and the others only then realized that the person in charge here was no longer Elder Liu Yinzhu, but Ding Huan.
They had all heard about the conflict between Ding Huan, Dong Li, and Gong Hua.
They had also heard that the ancient sect master had intended to make Ding Huan the young sect master, but Ding Huan had refused, and in the end, he took on the title of guest sect master.
Now that the sect master is gone, the Purple Mist Valley must be under Ding Huan's control.
Qin Qingshan, Shen Jiankai, and Chen Ding quickly bowed to Ding Huan, expressing their gratitude for saving their lives. In their hearts, they had implicitly recognized Ding Huan as the future sect master of the Purple Mist Valley.
As a Gongji cultivator, Qin Qingshan understood the importance of early allegiances, especially now that there was only one team left:
"Senior Ding, in the future, when you rebuild the Purple Mist Valley, I, Qin Qingshan, will spare no life to help."
Ding Huan waved his hand:
"These things can be discussed later, Qin Qingshan. Take Shen Jiankai and Chen Ding to the sect's healing place to treat the remaining injured, and then come back to deal with these corpses together."
"Yes." Qin Qingshan and the others responded very decisively. Ding Huan was the future sect master of the Purple Mist Valley. How could they dare to be disrespectful?
With three more people, the group worked more quickly.
Soon, various storage devices were all organized by the few people and handed over to Ding Huan for safekeeping.
Ding Huan thought about the possibility that he might rebuild the sect here in the future, so he did not hesitate to accept the gifts. He put all of these things into his Starhouse.
As for the various kinds of spiritual artifacts, Qin Qingshan had organized them and sent them to the storeroom.
After burning the bodies of over 10,000 people, the Purple Mist Valley finally had a bit less oppressive aura.
"What should we do next, Master?"
Qin Qingshan knew that although the Purple Mist Valley had almost been completely wiped out, this might not be a bad opportunity.
The Purple Mist Valley has sealed its mountain gate, and in general, no one will be able to attack it.
Then they would have enough time to recover and strengthen themselves.
"Qin Qingshan, you and Yan Mian go and seal up the sect's Library of Sutras, storerooms, practice rooms, alchemy rooms, and weapon storehouses, and then deliver them to the Chaoxia Peak."
"And you, Yan Mie, collect all level two and above spiritual artifact materials from the storehouse and bring them to me. After doing this, everyone should go to the Chaoxia Peak to cultivate and improve their cultivation."
Qin Qingshan, your task is heavier. Yan Mie, Shen Jiankai, and Chen Ding are under your command.
There are still some disciples hiding within the Purple Mist Valley, and there's no need to look for them. Just gather them together when they come out."
Ding Huan had no intention of making this place his territory at the moment.
As long as the merged sect master is not killed, he faces the danger of losing his life at any moment. Creating a sect is out of the question.
After Qin Qingshan, Yan Mian, and Lao Liu had left, Ding Huan asked:
"Elder Sister Yinzhu, do you know when the combined sect master will emerge from his cultivation?"
Liu Yinzhu was startled awake by Ding Huan's words, and she suddenly remembered that there was such a powerful man in the Purple Mist Valley.
She instinctively shivered, realizing that if the combined sect master were here, she might be safe. But once the combined sect master emerged from his cultivation, Ding Huan would be the first to be killed.
"The combined sect master has been in seclusion for fifty years. In fifty years, he has never emerged, and each time it is the long elder Dong Li who sends resources over. It is sent once a year, and it has never been interrupted."
Upon hearing Liu Yinzhu's words, Ding Huan's eyes lit up:
"Do you know when and how much resources are being sent over?"
Liu Yinzhu said:
"The amount of things sent over, every year by the end of the year, the combined sect master will send out a jade slip. Dong Li sends over the things according to what's in this jade slip."
Ding Huan was overjoyed:
"Elder Sister Yinzhu, could you please help? By the end of the year, I want to ensure that the jade slip is received and that what's required is sent over according to it."
Liu Yinzhu immediately understood what Ding Huan was up to. Ding Huan wanted to boost his strength secretly without disturbing the combined sect master.
However, she sighed silently in her heart:
"Although Ding Huan's idea is good, he should not yet fully understand the gap between foundation and soul refinement. Even with top-notch talent, it sometimes takes several hundred years to cross this stage."
"Ding Huan, I suggest that this place is not a place for you to linger in."
Liu Yinzhu couldn't help but say it out of concern for Ding Huan's safety.
Ding Huan understood what Liu Yinzhu meant, and he smiled without answering.
He had no way out. If he missed out on a good place like the Chaoxia Peak for closed cultivation, how could he improve himself?
There's no such thing as a good thing without taking any risks. In the world, there are no such good things.
...
After returning to the Chaoxia Peak, Ding Huan immediately took out the rings and bracelets of Chang Chi, Hao Wudao, Gong Hua, and others.
Chang Chi's ring was given to him by Liu Yinzhu, the master of the Qiyin Gate. What was inside his ring, Ding Huan naturally had to check.
Hao Wudao was the Yuanhun Sect's Master, and Ding Huan was also very curious about the contents of the ring.
Looking at the storage talismans in front of him, Ding Huan felt as though he had gained a piece of experience.
No matter when or where, even if you think you are certain to win, do not put all your chips on the table.
As the master of the Qiyin Gate, Chang Chi pressed all his resources into the Purple Mist Valley. As a result, he is now almost no different from those who were completely wiped out.
It can be imagined that the Qiyin Gate will also have only one path to take, which is to close its mountain gate like the Purple Mist Valley.
As a level three array master, Ding Huan opened Chang Chi's ring in just one cinnamon stick of time.
Ding Huan's spiritual awareness fell on Chang Chi's ring, and he was filled with deep emotion.
The master of this sect has so many good things. There are at least ten million high-grade spiritual stones, and there are two spiritual veins, one of which is rich in spiritual energy. That definitely won't be a low-grade spiritual vein.
As for low-grade and middle-grade spiritual stones, Ding Huan did not count them. There were piles upon piles of them, perhaps even more.
In addition to spiritual stones, various pills, herbs, cultivation techniques, materials...
No wonder Dong Lishang yearned to become the sect master; it's indeed a treasure trove of good things to be the sect master.
The things in Gong Hua's storage bracelet were ordinary, only containing about ten tens of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones, the rest were middle and low grades, and there were a few pieces of spiritual tools that Ding Huan did not like.
As for Hao Wudao's ring restrictions, it was a bit more complicated.
Ding Huan took half a day to open Hao Wudao's ring.
Compared to Hao Wudao's cultivation, the things in his ring were not many. There were only a few million high-grade spiritual stones.
There were virtually no middle and low-grade spiritual stones.
But the various potions and materials were all of the highest quality.
The best item is an illusionary device.
Ding Huan had obtained more than a dozen illusionary devices from the storage talismans of Chang Chi, Gong Hua, and the remnants of other people's flasks.
Only this spiritual tool gave Ding Huan a sense of satisfaction.
What surprised Ding Huan was that he found a grayish-brown box in Hao Wudao's ring, which was surrounded by restrictions.
Ding Huan calculated for a while and gave up the idea of removing the restrictions.
He couldn't figure out the box. Opening it would mean that his future would not be completely blank, but it seemed not to be a good outcome.
(That's it for today's update. Good night, everyone!)
