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Food System in Cultivation World-Chapter 440 - 406: Surging Turmoil, Where Lies Opportunity?
Inside the Reception Hall, Chen Xu was just about to write.
However, the noise from outside the hall grew increasingly closer.
The most distinctive among them was a coarse, angry voice: "What’s the point of crafting the Nine Sun Mirror? In the end, our cultivation has not advanced but regressed.
They said that when the mirror is crafted, it would be the time for us to counterattack the Gate of Catastrophe.
They said that with the Nine Sun Mirror, we would avenge past humiliations and defeat the Hundred Refinements Sect!
Ha, all nothing but wishful thinking.
Ten years, ten years of time wasted on this Nine Sun Mirror, in these ten years, my Golden Core has regressed from the seventh layer to the sixth.
Innumerable resources have been invested, yet we haven’t even been able to fully construct the main body of the magical treasure.
If this continues, forget about me forming a Nascent Soul, even for all the disciples involved in crafting artifacts, what future lies for them?
You, Yu Hanhai, may have grand ambitions, but must we all realize your lofty designs?
But the sect is not your personal kingdom, Yu Hanhai, not all disciples can accompany you in your antics!
Today, if I, Liao Zhenfeng, rebel, then what?
If you, Yu Hanhai, cannot come out and give an explanation, and consider the welfare of the disciples of our lineage, then I, Liao, can only request to leave the sect on my own.
No one can stop me, it’s useless to try!"
Urgent pleas followed right after: "Master Liao! Master Liao, please listen to my explanation, ah..."
But before the words could be completed, there was a heavy thud.
Bam!
Suddenly, a person was thrown in through the open door of the Reception Hall, landing heavily on the ground.
"Ah!" The person cried out in pain.
The people in the hall hadn’t even had time to see what had happened, when they felt a violent surge of spiritual energy.
Immediately, there was the sound of armor shattering repeatedly, like a string of beads.
Bam bam bam!
Everyone fixed their eyes on the scene, only to realize that the person thrown into the Reception Hall earlier was clad in silver-white precious armor, which shattered completely upon hitting the ground.
Clink clink, fragments of the magical treasure scattered all over the place.
In the Reception Hall, apart from a few others besides Chen Xu, there were also dozens of disciples exchanging spiritual patterns.
Many sects in Canglan Immortal City implement an internal spiritual pattern management system.
Spiritual patterns from each sect typically circulate only within their own sect, used to exchange for the sect’s own unique resources.
For instance, the Divine Mechanism Sect, which centers its business on artifact crafting.
Disciples of the sect find purchasing magical artifacts within the sect at least thirty percent cheaper than outside.
Moreover, many special functions in the sect can only be paid for using spiritual patterns.
For example, opening cultivation rooms requires the use of spiritual patterns, obtaining mind techniques requires spiritual patterns, and sect tournaments require spiritual patterns...
Furthermore, even establishing a cave within the sect requires spiritual patterns.
Though there are many ways to obtain spiritual patterns, it all boils down to one sentence: contribute to the sect.
For example, Chen Xu is able to produce seventh-grade spiritual elixirs. After joining the sect, he would receive a direct monthly supply of 100 spiritual patterns.
Being a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, he also has a base monthly allocation of 50 spiritual patterns.
If, in the future, he were willing to provide the sect with his Spring Wind Snow Dissolving Elixir formula, he would be rewarded with at least 2000 spiritual patterns.
Spiritual patterns can be used to exchange for Qi Radiance Pills, where 1 spiritual pattern equals approximately 1 Qi Radiance Pill.
However, Qi Radiance Pills cannot be exchanged back for spiritual patterns.
It is in this manner that the uniqueness of spiritual patterns is truly manifest.
Now that Chen Xu has entered the sect, his identity token will automatically display the suffix of the Divine Mechanism Sect, and he will also receive a sect token issued exclusively by the sect.
Once he has the sect token, spiritual patterns will be directly credited onto it.
However, all this will only be possible once Chen Xu has recorded his name into the Spiritual Register.
At present, the unexpected incident interrupted Chen Xu’s writing action.
In the Reception Hall, the disciple in silver-white armor found his armor shattered all over.
The hall naturally erupted with startled cries: "Senior Brother!"
"Brother Shao."
And a quick outburst from Ye Ningzhen: "Shao Jiliang, Brother Shao!"
Inside the hall, someone immediately rushed forward, trying to help Shao Jiliang up.
Ye Ningzhen’s figure flickered as she came directly to where Shao Jiliang was.
Just as everyone began to react and responded in their ways, the coarse, angry voice outside drew even closer.
"Yu Hanhai, come out! How long do you plan on hiding like a turtle?
Dare you converse with me?
Dare you call a sect meeting and give up crafting the Nine Sun Mirror?"
The angry voice echoed in and out of the hall like a drumbeat.
For those with lower cultivation inside the hall, the ears were left ringing, as if half of their Three Souls and Seven Spirits had left them.
Ji Yang felt this particularly so.
Fortunately, Chen Xu immediately raised a hand, gently laying it on his shoulder.
An invisible warmth flowed into him, calming all disturbances with the powerful Innate Qi.
Holding his chest, Ji Yang quickly felt his wildly pounding heart settle down.
He let out a long breath, hurriedly retreating a few steps back to Chen Xu’s side.
Ji Yang couldn’t help but call out: "Bro... Brother Chen."
Though he was not foolish, he knew that in the sect he could not refer to Chen Xu unusually, thus quickly changing "senior" to "Brother Chen."
"Brother Chen, we, we..." He intended to ask, seeing the apparent problems within the Divine Mechanism Sect.
Under such circumstances, should they still join the Divine Mechanism Sect?
Chen Xu gently shook his head and said: "No hurry."
No need to hastily reject the Divine Mechanism Sect.
As for these internal issues of the Divine Mechanism Sect, earlier conversations with Ye Ningzhen had already revealed some clues.
And in fact, if it were not for some issues within the Divine Mechanism Sect, how could a True Inheritor from a sixth-grade sect like Ye Ningzhen be recruiting disciples alone by the Longmian River outside the Immortal City?
Crisis sometimes is opportunity.
Chen Xu did not intend to give up on the Divine Mechanism Sect just yet, but neither did he rush to register in the Spiritual Register.
For now, no one had the leisure to focus on his pen.
Everyone’s attention seemed to be drawn beyond the main door to the figure outside.
It was a figure clad in fiery red armor.
As he took large steps forward, the sunset outside seemed to trail a fiery tail behind him.
Thump thump thump, thump thump thump.
This was the sound of people’s hearts pounding.
Within the hall, some of the younger disciples couldn’t help but quietly swallow, calming their nerves.
Some discreetly hunched their backs, slipping out through another side door of the Reception Hall.
This was the path of prudence; their lives were more important than the spectacle.
Though Liao Zhenfeng was an elder of the sect, theoretically unlikely to harm sect disciples, he had already openly declared rebellion—who knows if the theory still held?
Besides, didn’t they see Shao Jiliang, whom he had beaten, with his protective treasure shattered?
As Liao Zhenfeng stepped inside, Ye Ningzhen suddenly took a step forward in the Reception Hall.
Thump!
This step resembled a sharp sword plunging into a boiling sea of fire from a skewed angle.
With a sudden burst of sword energy, the boiling sea of fire was momentarily halted.
This was Ye Ningzhen, resisting Liao Zhenfeng’s overwhelming presence over the entire hall with her own sword energy.
No, it was clearly not just sword energy.
Liao Zhenfeng abruptly turned his gaze to Ye Ningzhen, his eyes growing brilliantly bright.







