Lu Bei, Lu Dong

The sky was clear for ten thousand li, and the vast ocean stretched endlessly into the distance, the two shades of blue merging at the far horizon.

In the extreme east of Mighty Chu, the Lijian Mountain Range plunged straight into the sea, cleaving through the waves with unstoppable force, as though it would never rest until it had cut the ocean cleanly in two.

Duanlang Mountain.

The mountain range extended straight out from the land, which was how it had earned its name.

The sea breeze wafted gently, sending the mountain's green canopy dancing. Towering walls stood on every side, while the Mountain Protecting Great Array linked together from end to end, concealing vast stretches of pavilions and towers.

Sea Slaying Pavilion.

Sea Slaying Pavilion was an Immortality Cultivation World sect in the extreme east of Mighty Chu. Ever since its founding, every Sect Master passed down through the generations had been a member of the Gu Family.

But Sea Slaying Pavilion was no Huangji Sect. Neither its scale nor its influence in Mighty Chu could compare with Huangji Sect. The circumstances of the two countries were different, and Mighty Chu had no need for a Huangji Sect to manage all the cultivation forces within its borders.

By directly installing their own people and tempting them with the throne and resources, it would take only three or five generations to dye an entire sect in the Gu Family's colors.

But reshaping it into their own form was not so easy. They needed to apply more pressure.

Take Xuantian Temple, for example. They had been working on it for a thousand years, yet the progress bar had barely moved. Forget changing its shape—they could not even get into the monks' meditation rooms.

That was, until a natural Buddha's Son named