Vast Sea Sect.
Inside the secluded cultivation chamber.
Waterlight shimmered and misted, falling upon the walls and transforming into droplets like pearls.
The light of [Wall Water] converged, carrying an aura of nourishment and healing.
Zeng Qingshui felt as though his internal organs were burning. Countless strands of spiritual inspiration gathered within his Dantian Qi Sea, ready to break through the bottleneck in one stroke and forge a [Wall Water] Dao Foundation.
By his ears, it seemed that waves of indistinct noise were ringing:
That was the laughter of his master, bowing and scraping as he shuttled between various Purple Mansion factions...
That was his junior sister, her face streaked with tears as she begged, "Senior Brother... those Esoteric monks have come to demand blood sacrifices again..."
That was the unwilling wailing after reading the sect's Secret History...
"Our Vast Sea Sect was originally called the Vast Sea Sect, and once had a True Lord protecting it!"
"But later, the True Lord stopped responding for a long, long time, and the True Person met with disaster... We had no choice but to migrate west to the Esoteric Treasury and change our name to 'Vast Sea Sect.' This is the shame of our later-generation disciples!"
"There were even True Persons who bullied us, ordering that none of our disciples could cultivate [Chariot Water]!"
In truth, back then, the Great True Person Demon Moon had merely warned them not to leave the [Chariot Water] Purple Mansion. But when orders came from the great figures above, the cultivators below naturally carried them out a hundred times over.
What was more, when Xituo Commandery fell completely back then, the Vast Sea Sect's disciples suffered heavy casualties. Only a few stragglers escaped to the Esoteric Treasury. Their inheritance had not merely been severed—it had lost