Bi Shui Sect was not very large, but it was still dozens of times larger than the Armored Soldier Sect within Great Qian.
This sect's influence stretched across more than a dozen empires, and its headquarters lay within the Bi Shui Empire.
Between the Bi Shui Empire and Great Zhou lay another two empires.
Those two empires also had sects.
However, those sects were about the same size as the Armored Soldier Sect and were attached to the Bi Shui Sect.
Chu Qing ignored those two small sects and headed straight for Bi Shui Sect's headquarters.
Bi Luo Sect was bustling from top to bottom.
Some people sparred with one another.
Some deduced martial arts.
Some brewed secret medicines.
Others were wrapped up in sweet affection.
Guarding the mountain gate was a Flesh and Blood Path martial artist who had reached the end of his path.
With his status, he should have been an elder in the sect.
But after becoming an elder, he would have had to deal with countless trivial matters.
He did not like that.
What he liked was watching young disciples climb and descend the mountain with youthful vigor on their faces.
He liked watching visiting sects, organizations, and martial artists climb the mountain with utmost respect.
This gatekeeping job gave him an unprecedented sense of spiritual satisfaction.
Whenever he saw wild martial artists kneeling at the mountain gate and begging bitterly, the blood dripping from their kowtows staining the steps red, he felt his spirit ascend.
Whenever he sweet-talked wild martial artists into cutting off both their feet, then drove them completely down the mountain, he felt his already elevated spirit rise and ascend once more.
A young woman was kowtowing, begging him to let her enter the mountain gate, cultivate martial arts, and then