Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Heavenly Sword Sect? Great, They Are All a Bunch of Paupers
Yu Zhao left the Archive Tower half an hour later.

When she went to look for Senior Sister Zhou, she learned that Senior Sister Zhou had gone out on a mission. Zhang Jun greeted her warmly instead.

“Yu Zhao, I heard you came back from Chaozong Gorge. How are things over there? Is it lively?”

Yu Zhao answered: “There are fewer people there now, but it is still pretty lively.”

It had been four months since the Dragon Roar had appeared. Some impatient people had already left.

They were quite clear-headed. Since most of the famous people in the Cultivation World had gathered in Chaozong Gorge, they felt that even if some great chance appeared, it would not be their turn anyway. It was better to leave early and maybe get some unexpected gains elsewhere.

Zhang Jun looked very envious. “I really want to go too, but Master will not allow it.”

Before Yu Zhao could comfort him, he suddenly changed the subject: “Have you been paying attention to the news from Lone Moon Peak lately?”

“Lone Moon Peak?”

It was a bit funny. Yu Zhao had not been keeping track of Lone Moon Peak at all, but lately the people from Lone Moon Peak had been jumping around right next to her the whole time.

Even if she did not see them, news about them kept reaching her ears without missing a single word.

Except for one thing…

“Did something happen to Lan Zi Yu?”

Zhang Jun stared with wide eyes. “How did you know? Did you already hear about it?”

“What happened to him now?”

Yu Zhao still remembered the last time she ran into Lan Zi Yu. He had stopped her and shamelessly tried to ask her for a Longevity Pill.

What excuse had he used back then?

Something about his cultivation not going well?

“He is sick. It is some strange illness. No one can find the cause. He just becomes weak for no reason. Lately he has been so sick that he cannot even get out of bed. He can only lie there and rest every day.”

As Zhang Jun spoke, his face was full of sighs.

Back then, every disciple from Lone Moon Peak had been like a Heaven’s Chosen. Even the disciples from Main Peak had to avoid their edge whenever they met.

Who would have thought that in less than ten years, Main Peak and Lone Moon Peak would switch places? Main Peak was rising higher and higher, while Lone Moon Peak was like the sun setting in the west.

“Got a strange illness?”

Yu Zhao thought for a moment and already had a conclusion in her heart.

Lan Zi Yu’s symptoms were exactly the same as those of people whose fate had been Plundered by Ye Cong Xin in her previous life.

If nothing went wrong, Ye Cong Xin had already succeeded in “conquering” him.

This time, everything had happened even earlier than in her previous life.

“Yes. Several Senior Brothers went to visit him. They all said he is so thin that you can barely recognize him.”

Yu Zhao nodded lightly, without any extra reaction.

Zhang Jun knew she was not interested in this matter, so he did not say more. After chatting for a while, he sent her off.

The next day.

Yu Zhao and Abbot Jie Tan went to the main hall again.

When Sect Master Ji Yuan appeared, Yu Zhao could not help looking at him a few times.

She had not seen him for just one night, but she felt that Sect Master Ji Yuan seemed a bit older.

For some reason, she felt guilty. When Sect Master Ji Yuan looked over, she lowered her head and avoided his gaze.

“I agree to what you asked about yesterday.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan was not the type to drag things out. As soon as he arrived, he opened his mouth and gave his answer.

Yu Zhao and Abbot Jie Tan were both very happy. The two of them were just about to start praising him when Sect Master Ji Yuan continued: “But it will take some time to gather eight Spirit Cores. You two should go visit the other sects first, then come back to me. If it is still not enough, we will think of another way.”

Sect Master Ji Yuan took the responsibility on himself, and this moved Abbot Jie Tan deeply. He insisted on giving Sect Master Ji Yuan his wooden alms bowl as a keepsake.

Sect Master Ji Yuan tried to refuse, but could not. In the end, he was holding the wooden alms bowl in his arms as he personally walked Yu Zhao and Abbot Jie Tan to the mountain gate.

“Eh, Master, where did you pick up that wooden bowl? Are you going to throw it away?”

On his way back, Sect Master Ji Yuan ran into Zhang Jun.

Zhang Jun stared at the wooden bowl in his hand and hurried over. He looked it over curiously from all sides and even tried to reach out and grab it.

Sect Master Ji Yuan smacked his hand away and carefully wiped the wooden bowl, no, the wooden alms bowl, with his sleeve.

“You do not know anything. This is a priceless treasure!”

It was worth eight whole Spirit Cores!

“Huh?”

Zhang Jun’s mouth dropped open in disbelief.

This could be a treasure?

…

“Of course it is a treasure.”

Abbot Jie Tan sat in the main hall of Greenwood Sect and pointed at the wooden alms bowl as he spoke confidently.

At first, Sect Master Wu Sang did not care at all. But as he listened, his expression slowly became serious. By the end, he was sitting up straight, his brows knotted tightly together.

At this moment, Yu Zhao felt very grateful that she had found the right person.

With Abbot Jie Tan there, she did not need to say a word. Half the work was already done.

For the remaining half, as long as she and her little partners worked a bit harder, they would have a ninety percent chance of success.

“It is not that I am unwilling to do my part for the Cultivation World, but Spirit Cores are not easy to come by…”

Sect Master Wu Sang hesitated.

If it were anything else, he could agree without even blinking. But Spirit Cores were things that could endlessly produce Spirit Creature stones.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

“Clarity Sound Temple is in the Western Region and has no special strengths, yet we are still willing to offer five Spirit Cores to do our small part,” Abbot Jie Tan said lightly.

Sect Master Wu Sang, who was in the central region with the richest resources and whose sect did have its own strengths, felt like he had just been stabbed.

He tried to struggle a little, but then he heard Abbot Jie Tan say: “Five Elements Dao Sect, as a leading example in the Cultivation World, is willing to offer eight Spirit Cores.”

“How many? Eight?!”

Sect Master Wu Sang’s jaw almost hit the floor.

[What kind of confusing soup did Jie Tan feed Ji Yuan to make him agree to such an outrageous request!]

Eight Spirit Cores were probably the total number of Spirit Veins that Five Elements Dao Sect had under its control.

He had promised them all in one breath. Was he not afraid the sect would not be able to keep running?

“Sect Master Ji Yuan said that the greater the power, the greater the responsibility. As the Sect Master of Five Elements Dao Sect, he cannot shirk that duty.

“He also said that if the number is still not enough, we can go back to him again. After all, he is the Sect Master of the number one sect in the Cultivation World. For things that others do not dare to do, he naturally has to set an example,” Abbot Jie Tan said with a face full of admiration and praise.

Sect Master Wu Sang gave a cold snort.

[Ji Yuan is really getting thicker-skinned with age.]

He could even say shameless things like that with a straight face!

It was just a few Spirit Cores! Greenwood Sect could afford them too!

Sect Master Wu Sang’s blood rushed to his head, and he almost promised to match Five Elements Dao Sect’s “standard package” on the spot.

But then he met Abbot Jie Tan’s bright, shining eyes and saw that overly plain wooden alms bowl. He suddenly calmed down.

Eight Spirit Cores were no small amount. If handled badly, it would shake the very foundation of Greenwood Sect.

He quickly changed the words on his lips and said: “This matter must be considered carefully over time.”

Abbot Jie Tan smiled calmly. “I only hope Sect Master Wu Sang can give an answer soon. We still have several sects to visit one by one.”

“Then what is your next destination?” Sect Master Wu Sang asked tentatively.

“Heavenly Sword Sect.”

Sect Master Wu Sang secretly let out a sigh of relief.

[Heavenly Sword Sect? Good. Everyone there is a bunch of paupers. There is no way they can bring out that many Spirit Cores.]

“I already contacted Sect Master Chong Yang of Heavenly Sword Sect before we came. Sect Master Chong Yang is willing to use the strength of the whole sect to provide four Spirit Cores. His heart is truly righteous. He is worthy of respect.”