Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Chapter 1334: Chapter 359: Yuan Xuan: I Appreciate You

At the same moment, at a mountain gate not far from Cuncha City, Yuan Xuan sat quietly in the cultivation room. She was tremendously sad now, a stark contrast to her demeanor when she was conversing with Yuchi at that time. She was cautious and didn’t particularly like Yuchi coming to Cuncha City, but she could at least speak normally. Now, there’s a profound sense of sorrow within her.

The reason is very simple: her brother died in the state capital.

If her brother’s death is connected to Yuchi, then there is indeed no direct relation, but Yuchi was aware of such matters.

The connection to the Celestial Craft Workshop lies in the Nascent Soul cultivator in the courtesan incident at the Celestial Craft Workshop, the very one who was killed.

Her brother lacked many elixirs and thus deceived her into thinking there was a crucial matter needing money to resolve. Yuan Xuan thought it was something life-related, like offending someone and needing money to make amends. So, she gave a lot of her gold and silver to her brother.

His promise was simple. After this matter was resolved, neither of them would ever worry about financial shortages again. Even though he would not be in the sect, once they had money, Yuan Xuan’s sect could easily operate, making everything simple without needing to wander into Cuncha City each year.

From a bystander’s perspective, the whole matter seemed simple. Her brother took the money to gamble with his life, testing whether Celestial Craft Workshop wanted him to win or lose.

This was a classic 50-50 gamble, supposedly more reliable than any gamble. However, it was gambling and involved life... such things are brutal. Once life is gambled upon, almost no good result emerges.

So he lost the gamble.

After losing, not only did he lose his life, but both his divine souls were shattered, and all the gold and silver were gone. He evidently used his money to gamble his life at the black market, wanting to see how lucky he really was. Since he chose to participate in such a competition, he shouldn’t have hesitations, using all his gold and silver directly.

Yuan Xuan and her brother, while not especially close, shared the bond of being born from the same mother. Over thousands of years, she had lost much of her grasp on familial affection, so if only her brother had died, she could manage...

Yes.

She could manage...

For a cultivator, losing a relative or two is too normal. Many people have different lifespans; not everyone can live the same length of time. Hence, the further a cultivator progresses, the more indifferent they become. There’s no remedy for this. If a cultivator’s emotions are too intense, they’ll end up hurting themselves.

The crucial issue is the waste of wealth; she thought it was life-saving money but discovered it was death-bringing money.

Her kindness ultimately led to her brother’s demise, while all her money has gone to waste. Now a serious problem arises: operating the sect requires a lot of funding. Previously she would take time to earn money in any way possible, then use it to subsidize some disciples of her sect. It’s important to note that the earnings of disciples are nowhere near enough for a Nascent Soul cultivator’s training.

Now? Now she’s left with nothing.

The sect is on the brink of collapse.

Yet, no matter what, saying more now is useless; what’s happened has happened and cannot be changed.

”What should I do?”

”What should I do now?”

”The sect’s operation will only last another three years, then it’s essentially over, sigh.”

Tears fell from her exceptionally beautiful face. It’s astonishing that a Nascent Soul cultivator can weep silently in such a secluded place, looking utterly helpless. Especially when the sect she established holds immeasurable memories. Although not all those memories are good, they are the most treasured aspects of her life. Without financial support, all of it becomes a joke.

No, this cannot happen. After all the effort to establish the sect, after all the effort to become a Sect Leader, after all the effort to be the leader for so many disciples, it’s impossible to fall down just like that. Now, there’s a lack of working capital!

If working capital is available, she wouldn’t need to abandon the sect. At worst, she could go to the lower three states to find ways to earn money. Once she’s succeeded and returned, the sect remains, and she can continue to find many memories from it, feeling like a living person rather than merely a cultivator.

Now the question is, where should she find money?

One must know that friends cannot be overly relied upon at this time. Only under fair and equal conditions do they count as friends. Although this might seem somewhat absolute, sometimes that’s how it is. One cannot expect friends to lend a hand now; that’s what one’s parents are for.

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