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Chapter 328: Abundant Devotional Spiritual Power
Chapter 328: Abundant Devotional Spiritual Power
"Fellow Daoist Zhu Jue, your extensive knowledge and experience are truly admirable," Xu Hongde said with a bow. Behind him, the sixth patriarch of the Xu family beamed, trying to conceal his joy.
They never expected that after staying secluded for so long, even a revered existence like Da Qian would be so familiar with their family's accomplishments.
"I've just traveled more and seen a bit of the world. It's not much of a skill," Zhu Jue replied with a smile, returning the bow.
Wu Dao'an, standing behind him, rolled his eyes discreetly. After spending millennia cooped up in the Armory, flipping through those ancient tomes day after day, of course, he would be familiar with everything.
"Please rest assured, my family's array formations are more than capable of handling not just any ordinary master, but even Nascent Soul cultivators. Given enough time, we could hold them off for three to five days without any issues," the sixth patriarch of the Xu family boasted as he drained his cup. He then began discussing the matter of their alliance, bypassing Xu Hongde, the clan leader.
"Be careful, or the fifth patriarch will have your hide when you get back," Xu Hongde said with a smile as he glanced at the group, discreetly reminding the sixth patriarch, whose face was splitting from smiling so widely, with a soft mutter through a goose egg-sized stone.
Indeed, their lack of interaction with the outside world had left them almost inept at social graces.
Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Zhu Jue from Da Qian seemed to understand their situation and didn't rush into discussing the specifics of the alliance.
"... "
Zhu Jue stole a glance at the door.
Where's Shen? I'm about to lose my patience.
Finally, after about an incense stick's worth of time, that familiar figure strolled over.
"We were just chatting," Shen Yi said to the group, nodding slightly. "We can begin now."
He had already demonstrated what he wanted to show the Xu family, and if that wasn't enough, then this alliance wasn't really necessary.
"I plan to leave the sixth patriarch here in Da Qian to help make some arrangements for me," Xu Hongde said as he stood up. "I'll discuss this with the fifth patriarch and get back to you soon."
Shen Yi looked outside and said, "Let me see you off."
He understood that spending a little more time now would mean more freedom later on.
"There's no need to trouble yourself," Xu Hongde smiled and shook his head. "If we can't even make our way home, there's no point in the Xu family venturing out at all."
"Take care."
Shen Yi hesitated for a moment, still feeling a bit uneasy. "Do you have any means of long-distance communication?"
While the goose egg-sized stones were effective for private conversations, their range was limited.
Xu Hongde nodded. "If anything comes up, I'll inform the sixth patriarch. He can also set up a long-distance communication array in the Da Qian Imperial City."
Without further ado, Xu Hongde bid everyone farewell and immediately departed from the Armory in his flying boat.
"Are we going back to Qingzhou now?" Xu Wanyun asked, still worried about her little niece.
"You can go ahead. I still have something to take care of," Shen Yi replied. He then turned to the Da Qian group and took out a damaged golden bead.
"Ah!" Zhu Jue's expression turned grim.
Seeing the state of Shen's golden body, he couldn't even begin to imagine the dangers Shen must have faced.
And yet, Shen remained calm and didn't bring up the past.
Zhu Jue felt a pang of sourness in his heart.
Their comfort was always built upon someone else's silent sacrifices.
"I need a large amount of devotional spiritual power," Shen Yi stated directly.
"No problem. I'll give you my share," Zhu Jue said without hesitation, taking out a golden-jade key.
"..."
The celebrants exchanged looks.
They didn't have any objections, as their opinions held little weight in this matter.
Moreover, they couldn't fathom why Shen Yi needed such a vast amount of devotional spiritual power. Only Wu Dao'an paused briefly, his eyes widening in astonishment.
Could it be... he's about to break through again?!
...
In the Grand Qian Imperial City, the atmosphere remained lively and bustling. Only those of true stature felt a sense of unease in their hearts.
No matter what they were doing, they would occasionally glance into the distance.
At that moment, a group of people had already returned to the Martial Temple.
In the spacious hall, there was only the terrifying golden body of the Dharma image and Zhu Jue, sitting on the offering table, gently patting the old ancestor's foot.
Wu Dao'an stood outside with his arms crossed, looking sullen.
So what if your cultivation is higher?! How dare you sit on the offering table, showing such disrespect to our predecessors?
Zhu Jue was afraid that the old ancestor wouldn't understand, so he repeated everything several times.
Whenever the Angry-Eyed Arhat fell asleep, he would pinch his acupuncture points to wake him up and then continue speaking.
"Alright! I understand! Me!" The Angry-Eyed Arhat roared.
"Please don't rush, listen carefully," Zhu Jue said calmly as he began explaining for the sixty-fourth time.
"I got it! All of it!" The Angry-Eyed Arhat was on the verge of collapse.
"But without the devotional spiritual power from the Imperial City, there will be a void, and if an external enemy invades..." Zhu Jue looked up.
"Kill! Wake me up, and I'll slaughter them all!"
Hearing the conversation coming from the Martial Temple, Wu Dao'an reached out to his colleagues.
The other celebrants then took out the golden books and handed them over.
The last time they saw Shen Yi, he was just a junior cultivator who had recently arrived in the Imperial City and was favored by Old Wu.
Now it seemed that this favoritism was not merely a matter of preference but a demonstration of exceptional insight.
Previously, they had worried that Shen Yi might betray the Grand Qian Empire if given the devotional spiritual power. But after the battle at Lizhou Artifact Sect, they no longer had such concerns. With that display of power, Shen Yi didn't need devotional spiritual power if he wanted to harm the empire.
Wu Dao'an glanced at Zhu Jue again.
What's so great about keeping the old ancestor company?
I, Old Wu, have Shen Yi!
With that thought, a smile returned to his face, and he hummed a little tune as he floated towards the Martial Temple.
Such a significant decision had been made so casually.
For these Yin spirits cultivating in the Martial Temple, it was natural to feel some discontent.
But anyone who wasn't a fool would understand how worthwhile this temporary wait would be.
With the addition of the Xu family and Shen Yi's formidable reputation, the Nine Provinces would become as solid as gold, and no demon or evil spirit would dare to invade.
It would be a truly peaceful and prosperous era.
Under such circumstances, the rate at which devotional spiritual power would accumulate would be staggering.
Wu Dao'an delivered the golden books and the key to Shen Yi in the Armory.
"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Wu," Shen Yi said as he accepted the items and sat down with his legs crossed.
"You're trying to shame me, aren't you? Compared to you, who in the Grand Qian Empire dares to claim they're tired?" Wu Dao'an's old face broke into a wide grin, but he tried to maintain a calm demeanor.
He stepped out of the room and closed the door behind him.
This time, Wu Dao'an didn't ask how long Shen Yi intended to stay. For the outside world, the Grand Qian Empire was safest when Shen Yi's whereabouts were unknown.
It was best if even he, Wu Dao'an, remained unaware of Shen Yi's movements, eliminating any possibility of betrayal.
(End of Chapter)
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