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Chapter 60: "Power" - Mock Heaven Sect, Sect Master.
Chapter 60: "Power" - Mock Heaven Sect, Sect Master.
In the Sect Hall.
Chen Qiu stood on the dusty green stone floor, gazing at the Sect Leader's chair that was slowly revealed as the barrier dissipated, its back covered in cobwebs. He remained silent, his expression complex, as this stage could be considered completely effortless.
All he had to do was sit on the Sect Leader's chair to pass this stage.
In theory, the sixth stage should have been the final one, but he had no idea what it entailed and had directly skipped to the seventh stage.
A strange thought suddenly popped into his mind.
Perhaps these seven stages, the selection process of the Mock Heaven Sect, which had lasted for tens of thousands of years, were not as simple as they seemed. Maybe the difficulty was lowered due to the sect's impending demise, fearing no one would pass and leave the position of Sect Master unclaimed.
Or was it because the sect had become a Celestial Path Secret Realm?
It was quite a pity.
A sect with a seemingly prestigious name from ancient times had ended up becoming a Celestial Path Secret Realm.
As he walked through the sect, almost all the buildings were in ruins, many of them cut in half without roofs, clearly having faced a powerful enemy long ago. Even the Sect Hall was sliced in half, with sunlight shining directly onto the ground.
However, there was not a single trace of blood, which was rather odd.
If the blood had disappeared over time, it would be understandable, but not seeing even a single bone was hard to believe. After all, the corpse outside the Sword Pavilion was still sitting quietly, indicating that not enough time had passed for even the bones to turn to ash.
He shook his head and stopped pondering further.
Previously, he had considered creating a sect recognized by the Heavenly Dao, a complex process that required a Golden Core to cross the bridge and pay the price of 100 Spirit Stones. Now, inheriting a sect was naturally a good thing, but he didn't know if the Heavenly Dao would recognize this sect.
Speaking of which, it was quite strange that a Golden Core would help establish a sect recognized by the Heavenly Dao for just 100 Spirit Stones.
It was likely that someone lower in the hierarchy had taken on the task. Even Golden Core Cultivators needed to earn Spirit Stones to support their cultivation, and many sects didn't even consider succession. The only purpose of a sect was to provide a peaceful environment for their cultivators to cultivate, while their disciples used the sect's name to accumulate wealth.
". . ."
Chen Qiu didn't mind the cobwebs on the chair. After remaining silent for a few breaths, he calmly walked over and sat down on the Sect Leader's chair. The cobwebs had become somewhat ethereal over time; the webs were visible, but the spiders were nowhere to be found, likely having starved to death.
As he sat down, a panel enveloped in clouds appeared before him.
"You have inherited the position of Sect Master of the Mock Heaven Sect, becoming the seventeenth Sect Master."
"Currently, the overall strength of the sect is ranked 3,483rd on the Great Xia Sect Rankings, which are updated annually on the first day of each year."
"The strength of the Heavenly Blessing received is directly proportional to the ranking. The higher the rank, the stronger the Heavenly Blessing."
"The current level of Heavenly Blessing received is: None."
"The lowest level of Heavenly Blessing requires the sect to be ranked within the top 1,000."
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As expected, there were probably 3,483 sects in the entire Great Xia, and at this moment, his sect had only him, which was the advantage of inheriting it; he could ignore all prerequisites, needing neither disciples nor Golden Core Cultivators.
He hadn't expected there to be over three thousand sects in the Great Xia.
Within this small world, there were likely over two thousand Shell Sects.
Just like the one Fat Dragon initially set up, these sects had no mountain headquarters, and all their members constantly trained in the mortal world, never returning to their sects. They made the entire world their home.
Meanwhile, a subtle change occurred in his personal panel under the "Affiliation" section.
"Affiliation: Mock Heaven Sect, Sect Master."
As of now, the Mock Heaven Sect consisted solely of him. The moment he sat on the Sect Leader Chair, he realized that the entire sect was enveloped by a colossal Mountain Protection Array. All the array formations within the sect were intricately connected to this grand formation.
The Sect Leader Chair beneath him served as both the array eye and the array talisman.
With a single drop of his blood to recognize the master, he could control any corner of the sect's formations, and his divine sense would survey the entire sect through these arrays.
"Tap."
As a drop of blood landed on the chair, the once dusty and seemingly abandoned chair suddenly came to life. A faint crimson glow flashed across its surface.
Immediately!
Chen Qiu felt as if he had merged with the mountain headquarters. Whenever he wished, he could see any corner of the sect.
For example, Zhao Yishi, hiding in a corner, held a bowl filled with a thick, chili-like sauce in his left hand. With his right hand, he repeatedly picked up enormous chunks of cooked demonic beast meat from the nearby Demonic Beast Mountain, dipped them in the sauce, and devoured them voraciously.
The demonic beast meat, as large as a regular person, seemed like peanuts in Zhao Yishi's exaggerated mouth.
He didn't even spit out the bones.
His biting force was truly impressive.
There was also Fat Dragon, cautiously following others in the ruins, hoping to scavenge something valuable.
Everything in this small world suddenly felt intimately familiar to him.
This small world now completely belonged to him. With a mere thought, he could open this small world from the outside and enter it at any time. As long as he didn't encounter cultivators far stronger than himself, no one could harm him within this world.
"Sigh."
Chen Qiu surveyed the cultivators exploring the ruins for treasures and couldn't help but sigh. There was nothing to explore; after taking complete control of the sect, he instantly became aware of everything within it.
There was nothing.
No ancient medicinal herbs or spirit treasures had been passed down. Nothing at all. The entire sect was as clean and empty as could be.
Moreover, almost all the array formations had suffered severe damage. To repair them, he would need to find a high-level array master, as he could sense that these formations were not of a low level, even though he couldn't understand them.
Ordinary Foundation Establishment array masters probably couldn't repair them. At the very least, a Golden Core array master would be required.
The main issue was—
Array masters also had many specializations.
The Mock Heaven Sect's array formations were primarily "Sword Arrays," and to set up such formations, one needed considerable achievements in both sword cultivation and array cultivation. Only then could one arrange and maintain these arrays, and such array masters were few and far between. It seemed that repairs were out of the question for now.
However, he didn't intend to repair them anyway.
Although these formations were quite powerful, he couldn't afford the spirit stones needed to maintain them.
But it couldn't be said that nothing was left for him.
For instance, the Sword Bone in front of the Sword Pavilion.
(End of Chapter)
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