The middle-aged cultivator felt ashad upon hearing this:
"My aptitude is poor, perhaps I have no hope of Crossing Tribulation."
The gaunt elder sighed lightly upon hearing this:
"It’s not that you are dull-witted, but your ntal strength is limited. You are occupied with mundane matters and also had to support the Sect alone while I was seriously injured. It clouded your mind, delaying your Cultivation... it’s also my fault."
"The Patriarch has never been at fault."
The middle-aged cultivator quickly responded.
At this mont, a commotion suddenly ca from a distance, followed by the child’s cry of surprise:
"The Ancestor hasn’t summoned you, you can’t go in!"
"Step aside."
A sowhat cold voice replied unceremoniously.
"No way! I will not step aside!"
The child retorted angrily.
The gaunt elder frowned.
Looking at the middle-aged cultivator, he asked in confusion:
"What’s happening?"
Upon hearing that voice, the middle-aged cultivator’s face showed a hint of helplessness:
"Patriarch, it’s a disciple who ascended from the Wanxiang Sect in the lower realm a few years ago, seeking help after the tribulation."
"He has sought us out many tis, speaking of the dangers in the lower realms, hoping we might carry out a rescue mission. I’ve repeatedly told him that you are severely injured, and now with the great tribulation upon us, we really don’t have the energy to spare. Yet, he continues to pester us and has rallied several other elders who have ascended from the lower realms. He must have heard news of your return now and thus rushed over."
The gaunt elder furrowed his thick eyebrows upon hearing this, his voice unusually stern:
"It’s not the lower realm, it’s the Little Cang World!"
"That’s the root of our Wanxiang Sect!"
The middle-aged cultivator realized his mistake and hurriedly nodded in agreent.
Seeing this, the gaunt elder’s expression softened slightly, and he earnestly said:
"Whether it’s the Little Cang World or the Cloud Sky Realm, regardless of origin, they are all part of our Wanxiang Sect. Only by working together can we overco all obstacles!"
"I’ve told your master this before, and I’ve said it to you too. Now I’m saying it once more, as the Master of a Sect, you must not harbor notions of upper and lower realms!"
As he spoke, his voice grew increasingly severe.
The middle-aged cultivator might not fully agree in his heart, but ultimately, he dared not go against the gaunt elder’s words; he nodded repeatedly.
The gaunt elder’s tone grew somber, then he said:
"Go, summon that disciple over."
The middle-aged cultivator hesitated, a bit uncertain:
"But..."
"It’s my fault regarding the Wanxiang Sect in the Little Cang World."
The gaunt elder’s expression turned slightly lancholic; solemnly he said:
"My abilities are limited. Before the Supre True Buddha broke the realm, I sent Jiang Yi. If everything had gone smoothly, the Wanxiang Sect in the Little Cang World should have already arrived here. But now they haven’t, for whatever reason, it seems they have failed..."
"I gave them hope, yet ultimately failed to rescue them. Now, if I were to continue avoiding this, it would only bring greater scorn upon us, would it not?"
"Patriarch, it’s because you were injured that..."
The middle-aged cultivator couldn’t help but speak.
"No need to say more."
The gaunt elder cut him off decisively.
Indeed, he had put significant thought into the Wanxiang Sect of the Little Cang World, specifically obtaining the thod of reincarnation from the Cloud Sky Sect, sending disciples to guide them. anwhile, he was also prepared; if the path across the Realm Sea proved impassable, he would cross the Realm Sea himself to conduct the rescue.
Though he had never ventured out and had little knowledge of the Realm Sea, and despite his master’s objections to such a plan, he felt that with the long Lifespan and powerful ans of a Rob Cultivator, it was not without hope of finding the Little Cang World.
However, the ergence of the Supre True Buddha forces had entirely disrupted all these plans.
Not only was the Wanxiang Sect greatly weakened, but even he himself was severely injured, and all else beca moot.
Thinking of this, a sense of sorrow welled up within him.
The middle-aged cultivator hurriedly departed upon seeing this.
Soon after, he returned accompanied by a Taoist with white hair and a jade hairpin, dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe, his deanor ticulous.
Upon seeing the gaunt elder, the Taoist Qingjue’s initially indifferent face revealed a trace of joy, then upon sensing the elder’s weakened aura, a look of concern appeared:
"Chongyuan Patriarch, how have you..."
He paused, seemingly unsure of how to describe the gaunt elder’s condition.
The middle-aged cultivator spoke solemnly:
"I have told you many tis, it’s not that we don’t wish to rescue them, but with the Patriarch still suffering from severe injuries, our hands are tied, you should understand this yourself..."
"Enough."
The gaunt elder gestured for the middle-aged cultivator to leave. The cultivator dared not disobey, and afterward, the elder looked at the Taoist before him, inspecting him, and couldn’t help but express approval:
"To ascend during a ti when Chaos Origin Substance around the Little Cang World is increasingly scarce, it shows your steadfast Dao-heart and extraordinary talent. What is your na?"
Taoist Qingjue dared not be negligent, hurriedly giving a salute:
"I have forgotten my secular na, retaining only the title given by my teacher, ’Hui Yunzi.’
"Hui Yunzi..."
The gaunt elder spoke warmly, replying:
"Hui, aning focus, Yunzi, aning containnt, an elegant deanor, concealing brilliance within, focused in intent. Your teacher seems to hold you in high regard. You are from the lineage of Lianqing Peak, are you not?"
"Yes, your insight is truly keen, Patriarch."
Hui Yunzi, typically aloof in front of others, could not entirely hide his inner turmoil in front of this elder.
Having ascended for so many years, he finally witnessed the illustrious Patriarch of the Wanxiang Sect, Zhong Yuanzi, in person.
The na of this Patriarch was held in exceedingly high esteem in the hearts of the Wanxiang Sect’s disciples, and even he couldn’t escape such convention.
"Lianqing Peak achieves supre emotions through detachnt, no wonder you have persistently sought out the Sect Master all these years."
Zhong Yuanzi nodded slightly, his words revealing the secret of Lianqing Peak’s cultivation thod.
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