"Do you believe me now?" Du Yu had Zhan Qisheng step aside to rest, then said, "This cultivator can travel freely between the past and the future. He was the one who told me that spiritual energy would disappear in the future."
Now everyone had to reconsider what Zhang Zhen had said, and they quietly began making plans. Would all the spiritual energy in the world really vanish one day? How would they perform qi induction then? How would they cast spells?
"Zhang Zhen, what do you think we should do?" the bandits asked. "And what did the Stronghold Chief mean by splitting up the household?"
Du Yu answered, "Here's the important part. By splitting up the household, we mean dividing everyone in the Mountain Stronghold according to the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. People with the same affinity will form a group, making five groups in total. Then we'll find five mountain ranges rich in spiritual energy and establish sects."
Everyone's jaws dropped at Du Yu's words.
"Establish sects for Five-Element Spells?" Several bandits could no longer sit still. "Zhang Zhen, does knowing how to eat mean you should establish an eating sect? That's simply beyond belief!"
"I know how to eat, but 'eating' will never become a lost art. It will never need me to teach it. Five-Element Spells will become a lost art someday, and someone needs to pass them down," Du Yu continued. "For the first hundred or two hundred years, all you need to do is stay in the mountains, devote yourselves to cultivation, and improve your cultivation levels. After a hundred or two hundred years, when the world's spiritual energy begins to dissipate and learning spells becomes difficult, you can throw open your sects' doors and start recruiting disciples."
The bandits