Joining was only a gimmick. Something this precious naturally couldn't be obtained so easily, so setting up sect contribution points became the way to acquire these Wood Spirit Pills. Those sect contribution points, of course, had to be earned through missions—such as missions to open up new territory, or missions to patrol the areas around Falling Wood Valley, allowing the disciples to earn contribution points. This would also create a virtuous cycle for the sect.
I had been ignoring everything outside my window, and before I knew it, Chang Jie knocked on my door. By then, a large crowd of immortals had already gathered outside. Every one of them looked sharp and capable, or carried an aura of unfathomable depth. Some gazed at me curiously, while others examined me with blank confusion, but not one of them failed to notice how young I was—and that my cultivation was only at the grand completion of the Crystal Formation realm.
The master of the rebuilt Falling Wood Valley was only at the grand completion of the Crystal Formation realm. That alone was enough to become a topic of discussion over tea and dinner. Most astonishing of all, there were even Manifestation-realm experts willing to heed his orders.
"Chang Jie pays respects to the Valley Master." Chang Jie was the first to declare her allegiance, dropping to one knee. This was the most standard courtesy in Falling Wood Valley.
At the sight of this, the more than one hundred immortals behind her immediately dropped to one knee in unison and cried, "Valley Master!" I hurriedly helped her up and said, "There is no need for such formalities, everyone. Please rise."
"Valley Master, these fellow cultivators and friends all hail from Falling Wood Valley, or are immortals who cultivate near it. When they heard