Journey to the Wind Moon Sect, Object of Opportunity (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

Over the following days, Qi Chuan remained on his own Independent Peak, cultivating.

Besides steadily improving his Cultivation Base, he devoted some of his energy to several commonly used spells in the Qi Refining Spell Compendium.

With his efforts, those common Qi Refining spells gradually reached the Entry Stage one by one as time passed.

However, after bringing those spells to the Entry Stage, Qi Chuan slowed his training in them, only occasionally taking time to practice.

He still devoted the Vast Majority of his time to advancing his Cultivation Base and cultivating the Basic Five Elements Spells.

After all, Cultivation Base was the foundation.

Moreover, Basic Five Elements Spells such as the Fireball Technique were currently around the Perfected Stage. If he could raise them to the Perfection Stage, they would provide him considerable help within the Qi Refining Realm.

As for the common spells in the Qi Refining Spell Compendium, reaching the Entry Stage was enough for now.

Even so, if Qi Chuan occasionally found time to practice them, they would likely gradually advance to Minor Accomplishment in the future as time flowed on.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

On this day, Qi Chuan received word that it was time for the Wind Moon Sect to recruit new disciples, and that the Lineage would be leading the Qi Family Disciples who had obtained Inner Sect and Outer Sect Quotas to the Wind Moon Sect.

Thus, Qi Chuan bade farewell to Second Master Qi Baicang atop his own Independent Peak.

"Second Master, I'm leaving." Qi Chuan clasped his fists toward Second Master and spoke solemnly.

Not long after entering the Main Vein, he had come to this Independent Peak to live with Second Master. By now, nearly four years had passed.

Over those four years, he had grown from the ten-year-old Young Man he once was into a fourteen-year-old. He had grown considerably taller as well, and his originally delicate, handsome features now carried a trace of youthful dash.

Over the past four years, Second Master had always taken great care of him. Though he was called Second Master, he treated Qi Chuan like his own grandson, and Qi Chuan was deeply grateful for it.

"Go on. Once you enter the Wind Moon Sect, cultivate diligently."

Standing before Qi Chuan, Qi Baicang looked at him with a trace of gratification on his face.

He had watched this Junior of his Lineage grow up. He had originally thought that a Lower Eighth-grade Spiritual Root was only slightly better than his own Lower Ninth-grade Spiritual Root, yet he had never expected him to be a Xiu Xian genius. Now, he was even about to join the Wind Moon Sect.

Though there was some reluctance at this parting, before Qi Chuan arrived, he had lived alone on this peak.

Now, he was merely returning to being alone.

The difference was that, with such a Junior cultivating in the Wind Moon Sect, his days in the clan would surely become much easier in the future. No one would dare bully him.

After all, if Qi Chuan entered the Late Qi Refining Stage in the future and returned to the Lineage, he would become one of the few Elders in the clan.

Qi Chuan nodded slightly.

After speaking with Second Master for a while, he finally headed for the Main Peak beneath the latter's watching gaze.

Before long, Qi Chuan arrived at a plaza before the Discussion Hall on the Main Peak.

Three people had already arrived at the plaza. One of them was the Red-clothed Girl, Qi Chan'er.

As for the other two Young Men, they were also Qi Family Disciples who had won Outer Sect Quotas that day.

The moment Qi Chuan appeared, Qi Chan'er's gaze followed him and landed on his face. It seemed she was still brooding over him taking her Inner Sect Quota.

The other two Young Men also secretly looked his way. After all, Qi Chuan was different from them in that he would be joining the Inner Sect, while they would enter the Outer Sect.

Although they had all been Qi Family Disciples before, and their birth backgrounds were even somewhat better than Qi Chuan's, they would likely be walking two different roads from now on.

Qi Chuan paid little attention to the three of them, merely standing with his hands at his sides as he waited.

After some time, a figure appeared in the plaza. He looked like an ordinary old man, but he was none other than the Grand Elder whom Qi Chuan had met that day.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

Seeing the arrival, everyone hurriedly offered their respects.

The Grand Elder glanced at the four of them and nodded slightly. Then he summoned a Flying Magic Tool shaped like a Flying Carpet and said, "Since everyone is here, come aboard. Follow me to the Wind Moon Sect."

He then poured Spell Power into it, and the Flying Carpet instantly grew much larger and broader, enough to carry them all.

"Yes." The four answered in unison before boarding the Flying Carpet one after another.

Qi Chuan was among them. Standing on the Flying Carpet, he immediately sensed a few differences.

This was the second time he had ridden a Flying Magic Tool.

The first time had been when he entered the Main Vein. Back then, the Immortal Master's iron-colored Flying Sword was extremely hard beneath his feet.

This Flying Carpet, however, was soft in texture and far more comfortable. It was also very stable, so its quality was surely higher as well.

"Let's go."

The Grand Elder was already standing on the Flying Carpet. Seeing that everyone had boarded, he wasted no words and immediately controlled the Flying Carpet as it shot into the distance, heading toward the far horizon.

Upon the Flying Carpet, Qi Chuan watched the scenery below race backward. Before long, even the outline of Red Maple Valley was faintly visible behind them, and a slight ripple stirred in his heart.

He knew that his future path of Xiu Xian was about to open a new chapter.

He raised his Eyes and looked into the distance, unable to stop countless thoughts from surfacing in his heart.

What kind of place would the Wind Moon Sect be?

And True Disciple status, the Foundation Establishment Pill, even... the Sword Dao—would he have a chance to reach them?

Normally speaking, with his Hundredfold Critical Hit, if he steadily built his foundation, he should have a slight chance at becoming a True Disciple and obtaining a Foundation Establishment Pill.

As for the Sword Dao, saying that he would obtain True Sword Master Xuanjian's inheritance had been somewhat too exaggerated, to be honest.

However, such a large sect as the Wind Moon Sect surely possessed more than one Sword Dao Cultivation Method. If he had a chance to come into contact with other Sword Dao Cultivation Methods, he could give them a try.

With the Hundredfold Critical Hit, as long as it triggered and he achieved something in the Sword Dao, it would provide enormous aid throughout his entire path of Xiu Xian.

"Forget it. I'll take it slowly."

Light flickered in his eyes several times. In the end, Qi Chuan suppressed the ripples in his State of Mind, sat cross-legged atop the Flying Carpet, and began calming his mind and steadying his breath. Once he had settled down, he intended to cultivate the Evergreen Art.

After all, the journey from Red Maple Valley to the Wind Moon Sect would surely take some time.

Meanwhile, at the Wind Moon Sect.

At the summit of a lofty mountain wreathed in Clouds and Mist, a dark Giant Stone stood atop a cliff.

A figure in Dao robes sat cross-legged atop the Giant Stone, his Eyes tightly closed.

The Dao Robe Youth looked like a Young Man, with a rosy complexion, peerless handsomeness, and a long, steady aura. Yet his sword-like brows and temples were already snow-white, with a faint air of twilight hidden between them.

The Young Man possessed the bearing of an immortal and the bones of the Dao. As he sat there, even the drifting wind and clouds around him carried a sense of peace and stillness, as though everything in the surroundings had been suppressed by him.

Tap, tap.

At that moment, footsteps sounded.

An Octogenarian Elder appeared on the small path behind the cliff. He stopped not far from the Giant Stone, bowed toward the Young Man seated atop it, and said with utmost respect, "Grand Elder, the disciple recruitment is about to begin."

After speaking, the Octogenarian Elder cautiously raised his head and looked toward the Young Man's back atop the Giant Stone.

However, upon hearing him, the Young Man atop the Giant Stone did not turn around. He merely gave a faint "Mm," then fell silent again.

Clearly, such a trivial matter was not enough to provoke any reaction from him.

Looking at the Young Man's back, the Octogenarian Elder somehow sensed a trace of loneliness amid the stillness, and he could not help sighing softly within his heart.

This Octogenarian Elder was none other than the Wind Moon Sect Master. He was truly at the Peak Foundation Establishment Realm, but had no hope of reaching Core Formation.

The Dao Robe Youth before him was the Wind Moon Sect's sole Grand Elder, True Sword Master Xuanjian, a genuine Core Formation Realm Sword Cultivator!

Sword Cultivators possessed extraordinary combat power. Even ordinary Core Formation cultivators had to tread carefully when facing True Sword Master Xuanjian, for he possessed the strength to slay Core Formation True Persons.

Over the years, relying on True Sword Master Xuanjian's formidable strength, the Wind Moon Sect had enjoyed immense prestige throughout the surrounding region. Few other sects dared provoke it.

Yet recently, the Wind Moon Sect, which stood at the height of its prosperity, had encountered a problem concerning its very survival.

True Sword Master Xuanjian was already advanced in years.

A Core Formation True Person had roughly five hundred years of Lifespan, and True Sword Master Xuanjian likely had only a few decades left.

Once True Sword Master Xuanjian passed away, the vast Wind Moon Sect would be left without a Core Formation True Person to support it and would inevitably face an enormous crisis. At that time, other sects would all cast covetous eyes upon the Wind Moon Sect.

Unless a new Core Formation cultivator could take his place. But the Wind Moon Sect Master knew he himself had no chance of reaching Core Formation, while his several junior brothers were still far behind and could not touch the Core Formation bottleneck in the short term.

In that case, he would likely have to rely on external aid to barely form a False Core and temporarily hold up the sect's facade, then wait for one of his junior brothers to later reach Core Formation and tide them over.

But that meant the Wind Moon Sect would be guarded by only one False Core for a period of time in the future. Such a transitional arrangement came with many risks. After all, the Heavenly Soul Hall and others had always eyed the Wind Moon Sect like tigers watching their prey...

Thinking of this, the Octogenarian Elder, as the Wind Moon Sect Master, was deeply worried.

Just as the Octogenarian Elder sighed inwardly, he suddenly heard the Young Man speak.

"That thing—have all suitable Foundation Establishment cultivators in the sect tried it?"

Hearing this, the Octogenarian Elder hurriedly raised his head and replied with utmost respect, "Reporting to Grand Elder, they have all tried, but there has been no effect..."

He knew what True Sword Master Xuanjian was referring to. It was the Object of Opportunity obtained from that Secret Realm not long ago.

Including himself and several Foundation Establishment junior brothers from the sect, none of them had been able to make heads or tails of this Object of Opportunity.

Yet the Grand Elder attached great importance to it. Did that mean the opportunity hidden within was no small matter?

Unfortunately, all of them Foundation Establishment cultivators were fated to encounter it but not fated to obtain it.

"Then..."

At that moment, the Young Man spoke again.

"...Pass down my order. True Disciples may also comprehend that Object of Opportunity. Whoever succeeds shall be granted one Foundation Establishment Pill."

Hearing this, the Wind Moon Sect Master's expression changed slightly.