The Dao Sect had countless disciples, and naturally, the corresponding immortal posts were too numerous to count.
However, Lu Qing paid little attention to this matter. The divination had already made everything clear.
Jing Xuan and Liu Cai, on the other hand, were sharpening their blades, ready at all times for any troublemakers who might appear outside.
Second floor of the main hall.
"Excellent. This time, every position in our Spirit Plant Peak's Spirit Plant Garden has been filled. Not bad at all."
Jin Yu sat leisurely behind the desk, counting the jade slips floating before him. Faint streams of light flashed across them, recording countless pieces of information for the duty disciples here to see clearly.
He then set down the jade slip and thought that in less than three years, he had gone from warmly receiving a junior brother who had just reached the Golden Core realm to facing such drastically changed circumstances.
"Fortunately, my tribulation is easy enough to resolve. I don't need to leave the mountain."
Jin Yu muttered to himself. There was nothing bad about serving as the Spirit Plant duty disciple here.
It was not as though everyone had to descend the mountain. Over tens of thousands of years, the sect had long accumulated countless methods for dealing with such heavenly tribulations. This was not a vast calamity, merely a tribulation brought about by the clash of fate. It remained beneath the Heavenly Dao, so as long as one was willing to pay the price, resolving the tribulation upon oneself was no great problem.
Yet great tribulations often came with flourishing great fortune. At times like this, ordinary disciples would generally not choose to turtle up inside the Dao Sect and refuse to venture out.
"Someone had their eye on Junior Brother Lu's position?"