He Youyi departed, and Mei Jinqiu still felt a lingering sense of fear.

After all, that was a great scholar, an Integration Realm Great Power! A realm beyond imagination in this life.

After the fear subsided, a sense of ease overcame him.

Mei Jinqiu beamed and said to Zhang Jingwei,

"Junior Brother Jingwei, I told you, don't always expect the worst. Today's Enlightenment Peak is no longer as desolate and withered as it was thirty years ago. Look, the two disciples of Enlightenment Peak, which one hasn't brought a pleasant surprise to our Eternal Immortal Sect?"

Luo Qingyao asked excitedly,

"Two disciples... does that include me as well?"

"This... doesn't include you."

"Oh..." The young girl visibly wilted.

Mei Jinqiu quickly tried to smooth things over,

"Haha... it's because, Qingyao, you haven't been with the sect for long. We all believe that with your abilities, you will surely bring great surprises to our Eternal Immortal Sect."

But after saying something negative, even the nicest words didn't quite have the right flavor. Luo Qingyao chuckled dryly in agreement.

Over there, Zhang Jingwei looked at Fan Wubing with a complicated expression,

"Fan Wubing."

Fan Wubing saluted,

"What does the Elder wish to say?"

Zhang Jingwei sighed, and seemed to age all at once,

"After your master suffered from divine wrath, Enlightenment Peak's fortune broke severely, and the cultivation of disciples within the mountain was as if shrouded in a thick fog, all stagnating without progress. The entire sect did everything possible, consuming a lot of resources to remedy and recover, but to no avail. Over the past twenty years, the disciples of Enlightenment Peak, for the sake of their cultivation path, withdrew one by one, unwilling to be entangled with any cause or effect."

His face grew more wrinkled, like dried tree bark,

"But this Enlightenment Peak happens to be located on the trajectory of our Eternal Immortal Sect's underground spiritual veins. How could this not affect the entire Eternal Immortal Sect? You may blame me for targeting Enlightenment Peak everywhere. Let me tell you frankly, the minimum monthly supply of Enlightenment Peak every month was deducted by me to make you give up on Enlightenment Peak. Over the past few years, a total of twenty-three middle-grade Spirit Stones and seven hundred and forty-two low-grade Spirit Stones are all here! Now, they are returned to you at once!"

He threw a Qiankun Bag to Fan Wubing, his gaze determined, his tone resolute,

"Since I, Zhang Jingwei, advocated for the abolition of Enlightenment Peak, I will bear the cost of such a stance. Before you came, Enlightenment Peak seemed devoid of hope. Fan Wubing, if you can truly revive Enlightenment Peak, even if not back to its peak, but merely reversing the decline and returning to normalcy, I will donate all my possessions accumulated over three hundred years to Enlightenment Peak to reshape the mountain gate! To rebuild palaces and erect Immortal Towers! I personally will guard Enlightenment Peak for a hundred years!"

"These words are witnessed by the Sect Leader and all the elders present!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mei Jinqiu and the various Peak Master Elders gasped.

All possessions accumulated over three hundred years?

He, Zhang Jingwei, is a Fetal Movement Realm Cultivator above the Nascent Soul.

The entire possessions of a Fetal Movement Realm Cultivator? Is he really this generous?

This isn't a gamble. If Fan Wubing cannot reverse the decline of Enlightenment Peak, he doesn't need to pay anything, but if he can, he will gain all of Zhang Jingwei's possessions.

Fan Wubing replied unperturbed,

"Elder, thank you for preserving the monthly supply for Enlightenment Peak for so many years. However, reviving Enlightenment Peak is the responsibility of us Enlightenment Peak disciples to begin with. Even without the Elder's expectations, I will still give it my all."

"Good, good boy!"

Zhang Jingwei's eyes were filled with complexity.

Previously, every time receiving the monthly supply, disciples would mock Fan Wubing with sarcasm. Seeing him unresponsively and not even giving a thought to defend himself, he assumed Fan Wubing had lost his spirit at a young age.

He looked down upon people without spirit, thus giving him a hard time everywhere.

Now it seems, it wasn't loss of spirit, but a spirit so high that he could remain so unaffected.

Zhang Jingwei addressed Mei Jinqiu, bowing,

"Sect Leader, I request to resign from my position as Chief Elder of Fulu Peak."

"This... Junior Brother Jingwei, perhaps you should think it over again?"

"No need. Over three hundred years of cultivation, my awareness and spirit are not even half of a fourteen-year-old disciple's, completely falling behind, unworthy as an elder of the sect."

Some elders looked at Fan Wubing.

Their gazes clear, hoping he would persuade Zhang Jingwei. At this time, only his persuasion would be best.

But… Fan Wubing didn't do so. He watched silently from the side.

Since people have such intentions, why should I dissuade them? Every person has their choices, putting down the inclination to help, respecting others' destinies.

This is the principle he has adhered to for so long.

He wouldn't change for Zhang Jingwei.

Ultimately, Mei Jinqiu couldn't say more, granting Zhang Jingwei's request, letting him oversee Fulu Peak's warehouse, which was basically a position completely detached from the sect's power structure.

Gradually, the elders dispersed.

...

At night, the wind was strong atop Eternal Immortal Peak. Mei Jinqiu and Fan Wubing stood by the cliff, the wind stirring around them.

Mei Jinqiu sighed wistfully,

"Zhang Jingwei was once an orphan, taken in by the Eternal Immortal Sect; his feelings for the sect almost surpass us all. He witnessed Enlightenment Peak's most glorious times and also saw it fall to such a miserable state...

"In his youth, he was very driven, always at the forefront. Initially, to repair Enlightenment Peak, he also led effort from the front, expending much of his mind. But when hope remained unseen, he became the first to advocate for the abolition of Enlightenment Peak.

"Such initiative is very useful during vigorous times but becomes sharp and critical when energy wanes in older age. His harshness, many couldn't cope within the sect, it's surprising you made him feel genuine admiration this time.

"Also, because your Senior Sister Fu Ming's heart is not in Enlightenment Peak. Thus, his disapproval towards her has always been significant. Withholding Enlightenment Peak's monthly supply was likely mainly because of her, causing you to suffer such grievances.

"I'm only to blame... blame myself for being too indecisive back then, not handling things well. Had it been handled better back then, this wouldn't have happened."

Fan Wubing smiled and said,

"It seems everyone thinks that gods should die at the peak of their glory. Because such a god is pure, the greatest, and unsurpassable. If they die, they become legends in people's hearts. But shouldn't the ability to retrace the path to divinity from the depths, standing again at the summit, be what truly defines a god, the truly legendary part?"

Fan Wubing took a deep breath,

"One day, I will make Enlightenment Peak filled to capacity."

Mei Jinqiu looked at Fan Wubing with astonishment.

Only fourteen years old, yet he has such awareness... His ideas about immortal cuisine are also unique.

Could it be that this kid is truly a genius?

But, in this Cultivation Realm, what's the use of a genius who can't cultivate?

Mei Jinqiu suddenly thought of that scholar He Youyi... He didn't really believe He Youyi was truly considerate to the extent of willing to help an unknown disciple specifically and explain everything.

There must be something about Fan Wubing that attracted him, which is why he was willing to take the trip.

Would it have a better outcome for Fan Wubing to go study?

...

The commission for slaying the Lake Demon received a [Perfect Evaluation], with a reward of 150 contribution points. The perfect extra reward was a low-grade Profound Level "Substitution Talisman".

The so-called Substitution Talisman is a life-saving tool that can transform oneself into a substitute when activated. Keep it well.

Then go check the monthly supply of Spirit Stones returned by Zhang Jingwei.

Upon checking, he immediately discovered that the greatest gain wasn't the Spirit Stones, but the Qiankun Bag!

What Zhang Jingwei gave was a supreme-grade large Qiankun Bag of the Profound Level, so much better than his middle-grade mortal-level Qiankun Bag.

"He really, I'm going to cry..."

Whoosh—

The new Qiankun Bag somewhat alleviated the "inventory anxiety".

Even after living in this world for nearly fifteen years, Fan Wubing still retained some of the anxieties typical of a player.

Like, "full health anxiety", "inventory anxiety"...

A supreme-grade Profound Level Qiankun Bag is much larger, measuring three zhang and three chi in length, width, and height, which is about a thousand cubic meters. To think that he struggled for so many years in his past life and never got a hundred square meters, yet in this Cultivation Realm, just over ten years and he has gained a thousand cubic meters!

After sighing with emotion, Fan Wubing started today's feeding of the Little Mother Sword.

This time, perhaps nearing a growth breakthrough, Peach Blossom was particularly vigorous in its absorption, almost sucking Fan Wubing dry.

At the end of the absorption, Peach Blossom suddenly shivered all over, then hurriedly retreated back into the Purple Mansion in Fan Wubing's brow.

Soon after, Fan Wubing saw it curled up in the Purple Mansion, trembling all over, occasionally frothing at the mouth.

"What's wrong with you, little thing? Don't make it look like my blood is toxic!"

The bloodline in the seam of Peach Blossom's blade swelled, oozing some blood threads, gradually wrapping the entire blade and quickly scabbing over.

It looked like...

"Cocooned?"

Calling Peach Blossom, it didn't respond either.

Then, a prompt popped up,

[Flying Sword "Peach Blossom" growth value full]

[Breaking through]

It didn't say how long the breakthrough would take.

But judging by the looks, it won't be quick. Even a spring silkworm breaking out of its cocoon takes ten days.

Later on, came the sect competition for the Peach Blossom Spring quota. Since it was set up temporarily, the rules were simple: register, draw lots, fight, and the final winner gets the spot... Though this method can't truly test all a disciple's strength, it's the quickest and fairest way.

After his date, Luo Qingyao recovered his energy bar, feeling as spirited as if he were on steroids, crazily dominating among the first-year students like a fish bomb.

On Fan Wubing's side, he would go find Gu Lan at a fixed time every day, not... for a beating, but... for a check-up. He would check on Gu Lan.

Whether it was raining or windy, day after day, without interruption.

Because during the day, he had to go into the mountains and forests to practice actual combat skills, fully exploiting the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill and the ability of "Tongue Desire", and experience the changes brought to his body by the Blood Burning Skill.

So, usually, he went to check on Gu Lan at night.

After a period of interaction, Gu Lan was quite familiar with Fan Wubing's body. Almost every time, she would beat him until he was nearly out of health, maximizing the effect of "Tongue Desire". Each time could add over a hundred points of health.

But, Fan Wubing knew that the days of getting beaten for check-ups would have to end, or else Sister Gu Lan would truly think he was into that sort of thing.

"Sister Gu, bend your right leg towards your side."

Fan Wubing examined the flow of Qi within Gu Lan based on the Unwarranted Qi Creation Skill. Then he helped to gradually alleviate those blocked areas.

When guiding the Qi, at each blockage point, Gu Lan felt a sting and couldn't help but let out a moan.

Over the years, due to excessive work and little health maintenance, the meridians in her body were all but tattered. For anyone else, they would have already had their foundation ruined. But her physique was extremely special, with a very tenacious flow of Qi, stubbornly staying even with meridian damage.

This is, an Innate Spiritual Body?

Fan Wubing vaguely recalled an introduction about this physique,

"Senior Sister Gu, are you an Innate Spiritual Body?"

"Ah? Couldn't be, the test showed I have an ordinary Spirit Root when I joined the sect."

"That's strange, your meridians are clearly tattered, yet the immortal Qi refuses to leave your body. That's a sign of an Innate Spiritual Body, highly attuned to immortal Qi, comparable to nature itself."

"I don't know... I've always been busy farming and raising pigs, I haven't looked into it."

"Then how do you cultivate?"

"Cultivate... I cultivate while farming and raising pigs."

"..."

Fan Wubing said,

"Sister, next, I will break through all the blockages at once and guide your internal Qi to actively target the damaged meridians. It might hurt a bit, so bear with it."

"Okay."

In an instant, soft moans constantly emerged from Gu Lan's room.

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