Chapter 20 - 20 Return to the Sect

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 Return to the Sect

Editor: Larbre Studio

The Bashan Wanxiang Trial was fervently underway under Lin Qian’s supervision.

In the center of the viewing platform, Lin Qian sat in the front row alongside Ye Nanxin.

At this moment, no one from the Ye family dared to utter any idle talk. Some of them didn’t even have the courage to meet Lin Qian’s gaze.

As night fell, the Bashan Wanxiang Trial concluded successfully, selecting fifty of the best young boys and girls from Bashan City. They would accompany Lin Qian to the Wanxiang Sect.

Of course, truly entering the Wanxiang Sect from Bashan City, there were fifty-one people; Lin Qian had once promised Ye Lin a special spot.

This night, Bashan City was exceptionally lively. Families that secured a spot returned home to hold grand celebrations.

The Ye family did the same, with Ye Nanxin drinking heavily, repeatedly praising Lin Qian for his success.

Three days later, many people gathered to see them off in front of Bashan City’s gate, watching their children ride away. Many had tearful eyes.

“Lin Qian, I believe you will one day be renowned far and wide,” Ye Nanxin mused silently, watching the convoy fade into the distance.

“Who would have thought that the benefactor my child mentioned would be Lin Qian?” the City Lord Bai Zun sighed as he gazed afar. “Who could have imagined that yesterday’s so-called ‘trash’ was today the renowned Wanxiang Sect’s genius Young Emperor?”

“Hahaha, in this world, one thing that’s hard to predict is young people,” Ye Nanxin squinted, looking at the distant sun. “They always manage to create miracles.”

On the official road, Lin Qian rode a black horse, leading fifty-one boys and girls from Bashan City behind him.

On either side of the convoy were the Zhao brothers, Zhao Qiang and Zhao Jian, while Bai Ren was at the rear.

Their purpose was to ensure no one fell behind.

After nightfall, stranded between villages and inns, Lin Qian could only camp with the boys and girls beside the road.

“Everyone come over, sit cross-legged,” Lin Qian called after they finished their dry rations, addressing the chatting youths.

Upon hearing Lin Qian’s summon, none dared refuse and quickly ran over, sitting cross-legged as instructed in front of him.

Bai Ren, Zhao Qiang, and Zhao Jian also joined, standing among the group of boys and girls.

At the front of the group, Ye Lin impatiently asked Lin Qian after everyone sat down, “Brother-in-law, what’s going on?”

“It’s certainly something important.” Lin Qian smiled as he looked at everyone. “Through the Bashan Wanxiang Trial, you’ve already become registered disciples of the Wanxiang Sect.”

“As an Inspector, according to the sect’s rules, I will teach you the basic cultivation technique of the Wanxiang Sect, the Wanxiang One Qi Skill, on the way. Although this is a basic cultivation technique, it is much better than what you currently practice.”

“Once you successfully break through to the Shape Origin Realm, you can pass a test to become an outer disciple and choose even better cultivation techniques.”

Upon hearing that Lin Qian intended to teach them the Wanxiang Sect’s cultivation technique, the boys and girls all wore excited expressions, even Ye Long and Ye Feng were emotionally moved.

After settling the group, Lin Qian meticulously passed on the Wanxiang One Qi Skill to them.

Once they memorized the technique, they immediately closed their eyes and began practicing.

Meanwhile, Lin Qian, Bai Ren, and the Zhao brothers closely monitored them, ready to correct any mistakes in their practice.

“Hmm?” Suddenly, Lin Qian noticed Ye Long’s reddened skin and rapid breathing. He rushed over, tapping him three times.

“Calm your mind, slow the flow of soul power by thirty percent, and don’t be impatient,” Lin Qian instructed, and Ye Long promptly complied. The soul power from the three taps stabilized his internal condition.

Moments later, Ye Long opened his eyes after finishing his practice, looking at Lin Qian with gratitude and guilt. “Lin Qian, in the past I…”

Ye Long had initially held Lin Qian in contempt. After realizing his true strength, he fully understood the gap between them, losing even the will to envy.

Reflecting on his past harsh words, Ye Long felt deeply ashamed.

“Don’t be hasty in pursuit of quick success in the future. Keep a solid mindset and don’t be arrogant,” Lin Qian smiled, patting Ye Long heavily on the shoulder. “You are also part of the Ye family. The outside world is not like Bashan City; you need to make a name for yourself.”

After speaking, Lin Qian stood up and continued observing the others’ practice.

Some words from the Ye family, especially from Ye Long, Ye Feng, and the younger generation, Lin Qian couldn’t be bothered to hold grudges.

Considering Ye Nanxin and Ye Xin, there’s no need to dwell on it.

Ye Long gazed at Lin Qian’s back with a complex expression, silently making a resolution in his heart.

Once the young boys and girls successfully completed their practice, they opened their eyes with joyful expressions.

The next morning, Lin Qian led the group to continue their journey to the Wanxiang Sect.

After half a month, they finally arrived at the mountain gate of the Wanxiang Sect.

“Wow!”

The boys and girls from Bashan City stood before the gate of the Wanxiang Sect, looking at the distant scenery within the sect and wearing expressions of awe.

Majestic mountains stretched endlessly, shrouded in mist.

In the distance, the vast architectural complex on the mountain was vaguely visible. Spanning between two mountains was a grand, suspended bridge.

Nearby, the broad long steps up the mountain were all paved in white rock, leading into the mist.

Lin Qian stepped forward, reaching his hand into the void before him.

As he extended his hand, a translucent barrier suddenly appeared before the mountain gate.

However, when Lin Qian’s hand rested on the barrier, ripples formed, eventually revealing an entrance.

“Everyone, go in,” Lin Qian said, and the boys and girls curiously entered through the opening.

After everyone entered, Lin Qian withdrew his hand, stepping through the opening to enter as well.

Suddenly, above the long steps leading to the mountain, a Wanxiang Sect disciple swooped down.

In an instant, the disciple appeared before Lin Qian.

Ye Lin and the other boys and girls from Bashan City were startled by the speed of the Wanxiang Sect disciple.

The aura from this person was clearly in the Gathering Yuan Realm, yet the speed he displayed was several times that of their strongest, Ye Long.

How could the disciples from the Wanxiang Sect be so distinguished despite being in the same Gathering Yuan Realm?

“Brother Lin, you are indeed back. I’ve been waiting at the gate for several days,” the disciple descended suddenly exclaimed anxiously to Lin Qian. “Your mentor has fallen ill!”

“What!” Lin Qian was shocked, turning to instruct Bai Ren, “Leave them to you for now, take them to the sect registry hall.”

After speaking, Lin Qian, with a worried expression, unleashed terrifying speed, rushing into the sect and disappearing from their sight in an instant.

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