A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 79: Chapter 76: Meeting the Elders

Lin Le was both shocked and delighted, and extremely excited.

It turned out that Immortal Master Lu was actually the Sect Leader of the Yunshan Sect. No wonder he was so different from the cultivators Lin Le had encountered before, with such a dignified presence, spirited and heroic, wise and powerful...

In his excitement, Lin Le flattered Lu Qian greatly in his mind and began to fantasize about truly becoming Lu Qian’s disciple.

However, with my Pseudo-Spiritual Root, being able to cultivate is already extremely fortunate, how could I possibly become a Sect Leader’s Disciple...

Various thoughts filled his mind, and seeing him in a daze, the woman quickly pulled him to bow again: ”Immortal Master Lu’s great kindness and virtue is something that my son and I will never forget in this life, much less repay. In the next life, we must continue to repay by serving Immortal Master Lu tirelessly. Lin Le is a simple and naive child, and from now on, I entrust him to Immortal Master Lu, please guide him as you see fit. If he makes mistakes, feel free to punish him. I will establish a Longevity Tablet at home for Immortal Master, offering daily prayers for your eternal safety.”

They were about to bow again when Lu Qian stopped them. Lu Qian nodded towards the woman: ”Do not worry, madam, I am not a cruel person. Lin Le will surely receive good teachings in my sect.”

With that, he waved a hand at Lin Le: ”Xiaolin, gather your things, we are leaving now. After you’ve pledged loyalty to the sect, I will bring you back. There is also a second task for you then.”

Lin Le hurriedly agreed, and the mother and son collected all the manuscript papers from the table. The woman wanted to prepare a travel pack for Lin Le, but Lu Qian laughed and said, ”No need to rush with the luggage, I will send him back by no later than the morning of the day after tomorrow.”

Seeing Lin Le ready, Lu Qian greeted the woman once more, then took Lin Le out of the courtyard. They walked along winding paths, leaving the shantytown area and heading straight to the archway of the marketplace.

Looking at the tall archway, Lin Le felt as if everything was like a dream. He was born and raised in this marketplace, yet he had never left it before.

Lu Qian led Lin Le through the Grand Array, appearing outside the city. Under Lin Le’s excited gaze, Lu Qian raised his hand to summon the White Jade Flying Ship and pulled him aboard.

As the flying ship slowly ascended, Lin Le sat cautiously in the cabin, his hands gripping the railing tightly, feeling cold sweat on his palms and back. As the scenery on the ground grew smaller, the bright lights of the marketplace sparkled like a star sea, filling his heart with endless excitement.

I’m flying, I’m flying!

Lu Qian chuckled: ”Xiaolin, hold tight.”

The flying ship shuddered and suddenly rushed forward, causing Lin Le to lean back and exclaim. He watched the scenery on both sides swiftly recede, with the silver moon hanging high in the sky, his eyes full of hope and longing for the future.

Five hours later, the sun was already high in the sky.

At the Council Hall on Lotus Peak, Lin Le knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times toward Lu Qian seated at the main position. Both Jiang Qingfeng, the newly awakened Master Xuan Ji, and Jiang Baitao sat on both sides, witnessing this simplified initiation ceremony.

Lu Qian announced loudly: ”Lin Le, due to unique circumstances within the sect, everything is simplified. From today onward, you are the fifth generation disciple of the Yunshan Sect. Now, follow me to meet the various teachers.”

”This is your Elder Jiang.”

Jiang Qingfeng’s face was full of smiles. Although Lu Qian had informed her of Lin Le’s poor Spiritual Root, this child’s character was indeed excellent. Regardless, Lin Le was the first disciple to enter the sect since its destruction, signifying a new beginning for the Yunshan Sect.

Lin Le respectfully greeted, ”Greetings, Elder Jiang.”

Jiang Qingfeng smiled back, handing him a Storage Pouch filled with elixirs to aid his cultivation as well as low-level talismans. Lin Le was about to refuse when he heard Jiang Qingfeng say, ”It’s an elder’s gift; you must accept it.”

Thus, Lin Le bowed again and accepted the Storage Pouch.

”This one is the sect’s Honored Guest Elder, Daoist Name Master Xuan Ji. Address him Elder Xuan Ji.”

Master Xuan Ji still looked weary, yet he forced himself to endure as he gifted Lin Le a mid-tier Flying Sword. Though Lin Le was far from reaching Mid-Stage Qi Cultivation when he could conduct exorcism, this gift symbolized encouragement and hope.

”Lin kid, work hard. Spiritual Root does not define everything; I’m a Residual Spiritual Root too, often looked down upon by cultivators, yet didn’t I live freely and easily for over one hundred and eighty years? You have a long journey ahead.”

Lin Le bowed gratefully.

”This is your Junior Martial Uncle Jiang.” Looking at Jiang Baitao’s proud demeanor, Lu Qian couldn’t help but smile. Baitao, having entered the sect before its destruction as a fourth-generation disciple, at six years of age, thus became the junior uncle to fourteen-year-old Lin Le.

Lin Le showed no impatience, respectfully bowing again.

Baitao’s elation almost made her tail lift to the sky, acting maturely as she stood on a chair, patting Lin Le’s shoulder: ”Boy, do well following Junior Uncle, from now on, Junior Uncle will cover you in everything!”

Then she rummaged through her Storage Pouch and pulled out an arm-length candied hawthorn stick, thrusting it into Lin Le’s hand: ”Here, this is Junior Uncle’s gift to you; don’t hesitate to enjoy it!”

Lin Le was somewhat dazed but still held onto the candied hawthorn.

Lu Qian stifled a laugh, ”Alright, you’ve met the Yunshan Sect’s masters. Your Elder Jiang will inform you of specific sect matters.”

Jiang Qingfeng nodded, and with Lin Le, they withdrew. Jiang Baitao blinked and also quickly ran after them.

Lu Qian saw Master Xuan Ji looking weary, hurriedly escorting him back to his room to rest. Now, Master Xuan Ji awoke more frequently, remained awake for longer intervals, gradually freeing from the slumber, which was a good sign.

Having dealt with everything, Lu Qian returned to his room and began to meditate.

Jiang Qingfeng led Lin Le to the courtyard before the Spirit Vein Lotus, organizing her thoughts.

She knew Lin Le had not slept all night and intended to let him rest a bit first. But Lin Le was now in high spirits and extremely excited, with bloodshot eyes yet not needing rest.

Jiang Qingfeng did not insist, noticing nearby Jiang Baitao hiding poorly, she said with some annoyance: ”Taotao, come here too, you haven’t been taught about the sect’s historical development before, it’s perfect to teach you alongside him.”

Baitao, who initially planned to sneakily invite Lin Le to join her mischief, hung her head and walked over reluctantly, standing beside Lin Le.

Jiang Qingfeng gave her a stern look, then slowly began: ”The sect’s history can be traced back to three hundred years ago. At that time, the founding ancestor Master Yeyang, along with several junior brothers, came to Qingzhou Quyang County. Amid the vast mountains, they found a Spirit Vein, a misty and ethereal place. Just as the sect was established, it endured successive fierce battles...”

The history of the Yunshan Sect unfolded from Jiang Qingfeng’s lips, enrapturing Lin Le and Baitao.

Rising like lightning, then falling like a comet. Finally, after discovering a Spiritual Spring, allies betrayed, and enemies attacked, leading to the sect’s annihilation. Entrusted at the time of crisis, Lu Qian became the fourth-generation leader of Yunshan, leading a small group on an epic journey, solving problem after problem, eventually finding a place to settle in Cangzhou Zhongming County’s Yuqing Mountain...