368: Chapter 158: I’m Really Not Here to Argue_3 368: Chapter 158: I’m Really Not Here to Argue_3 Lan Pili, like him, was only at the Core Formation Stage—how could he have seen the Grand Preceptor in action?
“That was during the succession ceremony of our Sect Leader True Person,” said Lan Pili, turning to Cao Zhen.
“Since our Hundred Peaks Sect accepted the Grand Preceptor’s recognition, every ti a new Sect Leader True Person takes position, the Grand Preceptor cos to grant his endorsent.
Actually, it’s not just our Hundred Peaks Sect.
Every ti there is a Sect Leader succession among the ten Immortal Sects, the Grand Preceptor grants his recognition.
Of course, it’s not the actual presence of the True God Grand Preceptor but a sword light, just like the one we have just seen.
Back when our Sect Leader True Person ascended, Peak Master Cao, you had not yet…
not yet joined our Hundred Peaks Sect, so you didn’t see it.”
Cao Zhen nodded in understanding, guessing that he probably hadn’t even been born yet, so he hadn’t witnessed the Grand Preceptor in action.
As for the endorsent, it was easy to understand—it was basically just a formality.
With the Grand Preceptor’s endorsent, it ant the imperial court recognized your identity, and in the eyes of the imperial court, you were the legitimate leader of one of the major ten Immortal Sects.
And if the imperial court didn’t recognize you?
Well, the Red Refinery Demonic Sect probably t the consequences.
In this period, he had seen many experts take action, but regardless of who it was, none could compare to that one sword strike.
That sword strike was too stunning for the heart.
Just as Lan Pili said, after seeing that sword strike once, one would never forget it.
No wonder the Grand Preceptor has the power to single-handedly intimidate the entire cultivator world of the Guardian Immortal Imperial Dynasty!
It took a long while for Cao Zhen to snap out of the impression that sword strike had left on him, and he said to Lan Pili, “Should we leave now and head for the Capital City?”
“Yes, it’s ti to go back, but with the Flying Boat broken, we have to fly on our own,” said Lan Pili, sowhat annoyed.
“If we had known this would happen, we wouldn’t have taken the detour.
We took a detour previously.
When we had the Flying Boat, detours were fine, but without it, it’s just on our own, who knows how long we’ll have to fly?
And Peak Master Cao, you were the one who spent the money to craft the Flying Boat; now…”
“Let’s not talk about money for now; let’s just leave this desert first,” Cao Zhen calculated in his mind, determined that he would definitely seek reimbursent, since he had spent four hundred thousand Spiritual Stones.
No, five hundred…
I spent a total of eight hundred thousand Spiritual Stones crafting that Flying Boat, yes, eight hundred thousand Spiritual Stones.
When we get to Capital City, I’ll ask the Grand Preceptor to reimburse in full!
I was used by you all to find the Red Refinery Demonic Sect’s main lair or branch—you definitely owe for my losses.
After all, the Grand Preceptor is the most by-the-book; when the ti cos, we’ll stick to the rules.
No matter how we discuss it, I’m definitely getting compensated.
While calculating the money he ought to get back, Cao Zhen and the others flew out of the desert.
It didn’t bother him so much when he was piloting the Flying Boat, but now flying in the desert, he regretted his earlier decision to take a detour through such a place.
Cultivators, although not as vulnerable as mortals in the desert, still find it intolerable—who wants to be constantly baked by the sun?
And the main problem was, there were no villages or inns ahead or behind in this desolate desert.
As they flew, the disciples began to struggle, making suggestions to Lan Pili one after another.
“If we keep flying like this, how long will it take to cross this desert?”
“Peak Master, why don’t we change direction, fly out of the desert area, and then find a new route?”
Cao Zhen was fully aware of the saying: it’s easy to adapt from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to return to frugality from extravagance.
In the past, flying like this didn’t feel like much, but having experienced the feeling of piloting the Flying Boat, flying in this manner now seed hard to accept.
Not just for the disciples, but for himself as well.
At this flying speed, how many years would it take to reach Capital City?
Moreover, who knew if mbers of the Red Refinery Demonic Sect were still around, or if there would be other dangers on the way?
It would be best to have a Flying Boat so they could reach Capital City as quickly as possible.
As he flew, Cao Zhen spoke to Lan Pili, “Lan Peak Master, I rember seeing on the map that there’s a city near here.
How about this—we make a detour, go to that city, buy enough materials, and then I’ll craft another Flying Boat.
That way, our journey to the Capital City will be safer.”
“Peak Master Cao, you’re talking about Wild Flow City.
That city is too small.
Not just that one, but there are no large cities nearby that would have the materials we cultivators need, or if there are, they’re just ordinary materials.
I fear we won’t be able to gather enough for crafting a Flying Boat,” explained Lan Pili, shaking his head before pausing, seemingly recalling sothing.
“Unless we go to Thousand Caves Door.
They are one of the top ten Immortal Sects and naturally have enough materials.
We could buy materials from them.”
After a short pause, he continued with a bit of embarrassnt, “It’s just that, Peak Master Cao, about the cost of the materials…”
He didn’t want to impose further expenses on Cao Zhen; however, he truly didn’t have much money himself, not enough to buy materials.
Cao Zhen, quite surprised, responded, “I’ll cover the cost of the materials myself, but…
Thousand Caves Door, is it really so far from our Hundred Peaks Sect?
I thought that after we received the news, Wu Jianzi stayed at Thousand Caves Door for three days, and then soon after he arrived at our Hundred Peaks Sect.
I had assud Thousand Caves Door wasn’t far from us.”
User Comments
0 comments from readers