Three days later, Yuncang Mountain, Broken Dragon Grand Canyon.

Lu Chengfeng stood in silence before a newly carved stone tablet, which bore the names of all the fellow sect members who perished in this disaster.

Qi Yuan, Withered Bamboo, Zeng Shoujing, Du Hongyue, Xue Jingshan...

The Sect Leader, two First Seats, eight Hall Masters, all dead.

Behind Lu Chengfeng stood Li Qingfeng, thirty-two Elders, ninety-eight True Inheritance disciples, and three hundred seventy-seven Outer Peak Elders and disciples.

Apart from Zhu Yuxian, they were all that remained of the Yuncang Sword Sect.

The rest of the people, except for a small portion scattered as seeds, either died, or... became traitors!

The grand Yuncang, with its millennia of heritage, its inner and outer peaks, was now reduced to such few people.

Lu Chengfeng wore a white robe, wrapped in mourning clothes, a white band around his forehead.

He knelt on one knee, bowed three times, and then offered incense.

Everyone behind him followed in homage.

The scene was deathly silent, with not even the sound of weeping, a difficult-to-express heaviness and oppression weighed on everyone's hearts.

After continuous calamities, the once-overbearing Overlord Sect of Liangzhou now also seemed somewhat desolate and tragic.

Light raindrops began to fall from the sky.

At first, only sporadic drops fell, but soon a gale arose, black clouds surged above, thunder boomed, and lightning rampaged.

Rumble!

Amid the lightning and thunder, a torrential downpour fell.

Lu Chengfeng just stood quietly in place, watching the stone tablet in front of him, letting the heavy rain pour down, drenching his hair and robe.

Crash!

The storm intensified, pouring ever more heavily, thunder roared and boomed.

No one moved, standing straight in the rain.

The storm raged around them, lightning and thunder crackling, and they followed Lu Chengfeng, silently standing by the stone tablet in the storm.

Time slowly passed, and the rain gradually subsided.

After all, it was summer, and as quickly as the storm arrived, it dissipated.

After the rain stopped, Lu Chengfeng bowed deeply, and then left without a word.

Yet this sudden storm seemed to gradually wash away the bloody and oppressive atmosphere that permeated the entire forested mountain.

Having bowed together and stood in the rain together, the hearts of those who survived grew closer.

No matter which peak they belonged to before, now they clasped shoulders, some still wounded and being supported, and some even smiled, oblivious to their drenched state.

...

After the catastrophe, nearly all of the sect's upper echelons were dead, leaving a large power vacuum.

And Lu Chengfeng, through this disaster, gained unparalleled prestige, firmly grasping control of the entire Yuncang Sword Sect from the bottom up.

To unify the hearts of the people, he ordered all surviving disciples to be unconditionally promoted to True Inheritance, with elders personally overseeing the instruction based on talent and constitution, and teaching them the Five Peaks' Secret Skills.

Everyone set up shelters on the spot in the Broken Dragon Grand Canyon, with unified actions and arrangements, and all resources supplied without limit.

The sect treasury was opened wide, various accumulated pills, weapons, and armors were distributed, enabling a quick recovery from battle injuries and an increase in power.

All surviving disciples of the sect, in Lu Chengfeng's eyes, proved their loyalty, and after the life-and-death battle, their strength would see a surge.

He did this not just to win over people's hearts, but to increase his own strength.

The Yuncang Sword Sect was now entirely within his control, and these people would be his devoted followers and supporters, becoming the foundation for future expansion.

As the sect spared no expense in supplying pills and resources, and with more than thirty elders personally guiding and teaching, the surviving disciples' strength increased at an extraordinarily rapid pace.

After arranging sect matters, Lu Chengfeng quickly proceeded into the depths of the Yuncang Mountain Range, bringing back three women hidden deep within the mountains.

Before the outbreak of the battle, he had made preparations, having Qi Yuan's three concubines hide deep in the mountains, ready with food and clean water to prevent any mishap.

Fortunately, everything went smoothly, and although the three women were scared and on edge deep in the mountains, they were unharmed.

"Sect Leader Qi died heroically fighting King Xiang. I once promised you that after Sect Leader Qi's death, you would be recognized. Are you willing to accept it?"

Lu Chengfeng spoke directly, forthright and without any circumvention. Given his current status, there were countless women eager to throw themselves at him.

"I am willing."

"I pay my respects to my husband."

"From now on, I am Young Sect Leader's woman."

The three women naturally had no reason to refuse, not to mention their status had already waned, and more importantly, they were once married as concubines to Sect Leader Qi, which is a special status.

According to sect rules, after Qi Yuan's death, they would inevitably be secluded, well-cared-for but without freedom, until they died.

To put it bluntly, it meant living their lives as widows, with no freedom.

Since they were the women of the previous Sect Leader, they could not be allowed to remarry outside, or do anything disgraceful that would tarnish the deceased leader's and the sect's image.

The sect has strict and comprehensive regulations regarding this.

The three women, upon seeing Lu Chengfeng actually come to take them, were extremely excited and exhilarated, thinking they had found an ideal partner, relying on whom they could depend for the rest of their lives.

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