The Hehuan Sect Was Squeezed Dry for Ten Thousand Years, but It Became a Sacred Ground? - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: A Century—She Wants to Make the Qinglian Sect the Top Sect in Daxia!

Qinglian Sect, Sect Master’s Hall.

On the main seat, Liu Ruyan lazily leaned against the armrest, her ice-blue eyes slightly closed, yet still exuding a unique beauty, peerless in elegance.

However, the tranquility of the hall was soon broken by the sound of footsteps.

“Senior Sister seems quite at leisure, while I, your junior sister, am suffering. With so many people gone from the sect, I have to handle all sorts of affairs personally,” complained a purple-haired beauty as she entered the hall, her face full of grievances.

Liu Ruyan lifted her eyelids and smiled at the grumbling beauty. “The capable should do more work.”

Seeing that the other was still discontent, she added, “Next month, I’ll let you go to the Demon Prison a few more times. I won’t compete with you.”

Hearing this, Xu Qingyao immediately beamed. “You said it yourself.”

She had been busy running around, all to secure more benefits for herself. Otherwise, wouldn’t she just be a fool?

Liu Ruyan ignored her and got straight to the point. “Is the ceremony over?”

“Yes, we’ve recruited a total of 327 disciples this time,” Xu Qingyao replied, but then frowned. “Given the reputation of being one of Daxia’s top sects, this number is really too small.”

But there was no helping it. The recruitment was limited to women only. After disbanding the male disciples, the entire sect now had just over a thousand members, hardly enough to maintain its prestige.

Liu Ruyan nodded. It was as expected.

Then she asked, “Any outstanding talents?”

Xu Qingyao thought for a moment. “Yes, Zhou Qin, from a small Qi-refining family in Yunjiang City. She’s sixteen and currently at the seventh level of Qi-refining.”

“Only the seventh level? What’s so outstanding about that?” Liu Ruyan interrupted, puzzled.

“Senior Sister, you may not know this, but this girl had already reached Qi-refining perfection by the age of twelve. Her reputation as a genius even stirred the Twelve Sects back then. However, she was later injured by a Foundation-level spirit beast in the mountains, damaging her dantian, and fell from grace.”

“Fortunately, she encountered a fortuitous opportunity that healed her dantian.”

“Now, after just one year of resuming her cultivation, she has advanced seven levels. That’s quite impressive. But compared to her talent, I value her resilience in enduring such a low point even more.”

Xu Qingyao’s tone was both appreciative and fair.

“She is indeed a good seedling,” Liu Ruyan agreed.

She only needed to know that the girl had reached Qi-refining perfection by the age of twelve!

Ordinary medicines can heal flesh and blood, but they are ineffective against dantian injuries.

Those so-called rare treasures or pills that can repair dantian injuries can only restore it to about seventy or eighty percent. Damage to one’s innate talent is inevitable.

But in the face of her dear disciple’s nurturing, this is not an issue at all.

Even if the girl were still a cripple, a little nurturing would restore her to her original state.

With A’Ling’s Golden Core seventh-level cultivation and the Sun-Moon Divine Eyes, she is already capable of standing on her own.

But it’s still far from enough.

A century!

Liu Ruyan’s goal is to strive for a century, to surpass the overall strength of the top-ranked Yuantan Academy!

However, she is also aware that even with Ning Chen as a powerful weapon, without geniuses in the sect, no amount of effort will suffice.

She herself is the best example.

Her talent was only above average. Although she has now reached the Nascent Soul stage, it took her a hundred years of monopolizing resources to get there.

She can’t do it again.

So what the Qinglian Sect lacks most now is geniuses—geniuses who can rapidly grow with the aid of Yuanyang.

As long as their initial talent is good enough, even if they are later crippled or disabled, as long as they are not dead, they are worth investing in!

“Any other noteworthy individuals?”

“There are two.”

“Yu Hua, seventeen years old, has a given name but no surname, an orphan. Two months ago, she coincidentally obtained a fragment of a cultivation technique and is now at the third level of Qi-refining.”

“I’ve seen that technique fragment. It’s just an ordinary Qi-refining method, widely circulated in the cultivation world, and only one page at that.”

“Even I can’t guarantee any success with it, yet she not only succeeded but also didn’t suffer any Qi deviation. She’s quite a talent.” Thinking of the girl in coarse clothes, Xu Qingyao still felt amazed.

“Hmm.” Liu Ruyan’s reaction was indifferent.

Such uncertainty is hard to evaluate.

Seeing Liu Ruyan’s lack of interest, Xu Qingyao mentioned the last person.

“Duanmu Yao, fifteen years old, Foundation Establishment second level.”

“Duanmu…” Liu Ruyan murmured, lost in thought.

This is a surname that is both rare and thunderous in Daxia!

Understanding her senior sister’s thoughts, Xu Qingyao smiled and continued, “Yes, it’s that Duanmu from the royal family, but her specific identity is still unclear.”

Liu Ruyan nodded, sighing, “It seems the royal family has truly taken notice of the Qinglian Sect.”

It is a tradition in the Daxia Dynasty for each generation of royal youths to study at different sects among the Twelve Sects.

And the more prestigious their status, the higher-ranked the sect they attend.

The arrival of a royal member signifies the dynasty’s genuine acknowledgment of the Qinglian Sect as one of the Twelve Sects.

Their presence represents both the trust and the courtship of Daxia, as well as a form of surveillance.

Liu Ruyan pursed her lips, deep in thought.

A fifteen-year-old at the Foundation Establishment level is undoubtedly a top talent.

But the sensitivity of her identity makes Liu Ruyan reluctant to let her know the sect’s deepest secrets.

“Let her cultivate for half a year first,” Liu Ruyan waved her hand.

She stood up, intending to return to her inner chamber.

The sect master’s seat might look magnificent, but it’s actually quite uncomfortable to sit on.

But before she could take a few steps.

“Ah!”

Liu Ruyan suddenly let out a suggestive sound and immediately hunched over.

Xu Qingyao, who was about to leave, stopped and asked in surprise, “Senior Sister, what’s wrong?”

Liu Ruyan clenched her legs tightly, covering her lower abdomen, breathing rapidly, but said, “I’m fine… get out!”

“But you…”

“Get out!”

Soon, as the heavy doors of the hall closed, Liu Ruyan’s body went limp, and she heavily sat down on the ground.

When the anomaly disappeared.

Liu Ruyan’s cheeks flushed red, and she reached down.

After a while, she pulled out a dripping spherical jade plug, her beautiful eyes filled with shame and anger.

What is this disciple of mine doing, suddenly contacting me remotely?

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