sonovelo Chapter 651: Being an Attendant in the Sect (II)
Chapter 651: Being an Attendant in the Sect (II)
Chapter 651: Being an Attendant in the Sect (II)
Once inside the familiar pavilion, Chu Liang raised the matter of selecting a hall for his attendant role, and Di Nufeng had some important thoughts to share on the matter.
"If you ask me, choosing a hall is serious business. We need to plan for the long term." She rested her chin on her hand, analyzing carefully. "I actually think the Hall of Weapons or the Hall of Alchemy would be good for you. Those two hold a lot of power, especially since they oversee the procurement of Mount Shu Sect’s materials and spirit plants. If you join one of those, you'll enjoy immense benefits.
"Of course, don’t handle the money yourself. You take the attendant role, and Little Yi runs the business. One of you holds the power, the other holds the wealth. One attacks from the outside, the other provides support from the inside. You’d make the perfect team! Anyone who wants to work with you will have to go through him. The money he makes will help you climb the ranks. With this back-and-forth setup, Silver Sword Peak will practically run the Mount Shu Sect!"
"..." Chu Liang fell silent for a moment.
Di Nufeng continued, "The Hall of Conservation isn’t a bad choice either. You’d be studying ancient texts—prestigious with a solid reputation. One of you deals with things outside, the other focuses on things inside. You become the face of Silver Sword Peak, and he works behind the scenes to keep things running. He brings in the money, and you bring the respect. It’s a perfect setup—no way it could go wrong."
"..." Chu Liang’s silence deepened.
"And of course, I still think the Hall of Discipline is the best choice. In our line of work, having friends in the Hall of Discipline is a must. One in the shadows, one in the light—you cover for him, he backs you up. He enjoys more perks than the others, and you rack up merit. The two of you can climb the ladder together and profit together."
"..." Chu Liang let out a quiet sigh.
When it came to organized crime, his teacher was at least two thousand years ahead of her time.
After a pause, Chu Liang changed the topic. "With all this... expertise, which hall did you join back then, Esteemed Teacher?"
Given Di Nufeng’s talent for scheming, she should have either risen to greatness or ended up behind bars. How had he and his teacher both ended up scraping the bottom of the barrel back then?
"..."
This time, it was Di Nufeng’s turn to fall silent.
After a long pause, she huffed, "If any hall had been willing to take me, do you think I’d be like this? I had to seize my peak master position by force!"
Chu Liang couldn't help but offer his deepest respect to the elders who had withstood the pressure and refused to accept Di Nufeng.
Having them as elders was truly Mount Shu Sect’s greatest fortune.
...
After wrapping up that risky conversation with Di Nufeng, Chu Liang made his way back to his long-abandoned cabin.
Everything inside was just as he had left it—untouched but perfectly clean. It was clear someone had been taking care of the place. After thinking about it, Chu Liang figured the only person on the peak who would bother was Chu Yi.
Instead of catching up with old friends right away, Chu Liang sat down cross-legged and started circulating his qi. He pulled out a spirit plant from his storage.
Even though he hadn’t cultivated in six years, the path of cultivation remained smooth and unobstructed for him.
Although he remained at the third level of the fifth realm, he currently had two transcendent forms and he had comprehended a Great Dao. In addition, he had more than enough resources.
In other words, as long as the Large-Headed Dolls spun fast enough, he could break through to the next realm once he had circulated enough of his qi. Once he had advanced through all the levels in the fifth realm, he could naturally advance to the next realm with his two transcendent forms.
With the Mystical Winged Divine Dragon Transcendent Form and the Divine Nine’s Profound Transcendent Form, which he had possessed for quite some time, the accumulated power could potentially propel him directly to the mid or even late stages of the sixth realm.
As Chu Liang thought of this, he couldn't help but laugh.
The only reason he had adapted to Wen Yulong’s creations in the first place was simple...
He had been broke.
“Junior Brother Wen!”
Chu Liang arrived at Wen Yulong's loft and called out, but silence greeted him.
He was puzzled. Wen Yulong wasn’t at the Hall of Weapons, hadn’t left Mount Shu, and clearly wasn’t home crafting tools. What could he possibly be up to?
As Chu Liang pondered, he pushed open the door to the first floor.
As soon as he entered, he witnessed a bizarre scene.
Crouching low beneath the table, Wen Yulong suppressed his qi, holding his breath as if he was afraid that something might sense him.
"Junior Brother Wen?" Chu Liang called out in confusion.
Wen Yulong glanced up, relief flickering across his face—only for it to vanish just as quickly. His eyes widened in panic, and he frantically waved his hand, pressing a finger to his lips.
It seemed he was signaling Chu Liang to stay silent.
"Hmm?" Chu Liang, already halfway into the room, let out a puzzled hum.
In that instant, a deafening dragon’s cry echoed through the loft.
A flash of black swordlight, swift as lightning, tore through the air and shot directly at Chu Liang! Its power was overwhelming!
Bam!
Chu Liang’s right hand instantly morphed into a dragon claw. With lightning speed, he reached out and just barely caught the black swordlight before it could pierce him. Two strands of his hair drifted to the floor, neatly severed.
As the swordlight faded, a black sword trembled in his palm, still vibrating violently as if trying to break free.
Staring at the quivering sword tip, Chu Liang felt lingering fear. Thankfully, his reflexes were fast enough and his dragon claw tough enough...
If it had been someone with weaker cultivation, that strike would have pierced their heart without question.
"Are you trying to kill me?" Chu Liang asked Wen Yulong.
"Don't mention it..." Wen Yulong groaned, crawling out from under the table. "It's a new enchanted tool I just made. I call it the Sound-Slaying Sword. It unsheathes and strikes whenever it hears a sound—perfect for confined spaces."
"The sword qi is impressive," Chu Liang commented. "Your craftsmanship has definitely improved."
Wen Yulong let out a bitter laugh. "It’s too impressive. Ever since I finished making it, I haven’t dared to move for three days straight!"