Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 385 - 395: The Warmth of the Sect

Because Chu Feng will be facing a national machinery.

The forbidden area for cultivation of the Sect Master, Chu Feng successfully enters after passing multiple checkpoints.

This is his first time visiting the place where the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders are in closed-door cultivation. The environment here is tranquil, with clear mountains and waters, and the fragrance of birds and flowers. It is indeed an excellent place for cultivation.

On an open rock, the Sect Master is sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed. There are faint traces of sword light revolving around his body, appearing intermittently.

"Chu Feng, what brings you here?"

The Sect Master slowly ends his practice and opens his sharp, authoritative eyes.

"My senior brother has been surrounded by heavy troops, and he is in imminent danger. Please forgive my selfishness; I respectfully request the Sect Master to allow me to take a hundred Great Sword Masters to the Jianyun Dynasty. After rescuing my senior brother and vindicating the Sword King Mansion, I will immediately return."

Chu Feng bows respectfully and pleads.

"It is rare for you to be so loyal and righteous! Usually, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect does not interfere in the conflicts of secular nations and powers, but this time we can make an exception."

"Let three Supreme Elders accompany you on this journey. Additionally, you may take five hundred Great Sword Masters back to the Jianyun Dynasty. This will be a good opportunity to provide them with some experience!"

After fully understanding the situation, Pu Li very humanely agrees to Chu Feng’s request.

And, he allows Chu Feng to take five hundred Great Sword Masters back.

In fact, this number is almost more than eighty percent of the Sect’s Great Sword Masters.

He even requested three Supreme Elders to accompany and guard, knowing that these are three Sword God Level powerhouses.

Chu Feng is deeply grateful, "Thank you to the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders for your great kindness."

Now that the Sect Master is overseeing things personally, it is much better than previous decisions made by Elder He and others. It feels very warming and gives a strong sense of belonging to the Sect.

When a Sect disciple is in trouble, the Sect steps in to help; this is what being a family is about.

Chu Feng’s loyalty to the Ten Thousand Sword Sect is also skyrocketing.

...

In front of the Sect Stele of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the three Supreme Elders and five hundred Great Sword Masters are assembled.

"Brother Pu Fazheng, Brother Sima Zhen, and Brother Zang Jianfeng... what brings you here?" Chu Feng never expected to see so many True Disciples also in the assembled troops.

"You are my life-saving benefactor; I cannot just stand by when your family is in trouble!" Pu Fazheng declares, holding his sword as if it were only natural.

"I want to see for myself how powerful the person who took away my rightful title as the successor to the Sect Master really is!" Sima Zhen says with a cold tone.

Zang Jianfeng, who usually does not get along with Chu Feng, is also extending a helping hand, which is quite unexpected to Chu Feng.

Is he repaying kindness with grievances?

"Hmph, I am not helping you; don’t flatter yourself. I am merely using this opportunity to train myself," Zang Jianfeng says coolly.

One by one, they help without seeking gratitude, leaving Chu Feng feeling no debt of favor towards them.

This makes Chu Feng even more grateful.

At this moment, he suddenly realizes that there are no eternal enemies in the world, and perhaps no eternal friends either.

If someone wants to bully you, it must be because you are not strong enough.

If someone wants to seek favor with you, it must be because you possess value worth attaching to.

People like Shangguan Yun and Elder Yang, who are extremely malicious, are ultimately in the minority.

"Thank you, thank you all!" Chu Feng’s voice is somewhat choked up. In this moment, tears seem to well up in his eyes.

Chu Feng looked at Elder Shoumei, "Master, you’ve just recovered from your injuries and have been newly promoted to Great Elder of the sect. It would be best if you did not go." Chu Feng couldn’t help but persuade.

"Enough with the nonsense, let’s move!"

Elder Shoumei glared, and several disciples standing behind him also began urging them on.

Chu Feng nodded forcefully, his gaze sweeping over each person’s face.

At this moment, he felt the world was exceptionally beautiful and warm. Waves of warmth surged and roared in his heart.

"Once the affairs of the Jianyun Dynasty are settled, I will diligently cultivate and lead the entire Dan State Branch of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect to glory," Chu Feng silently vowed in his heart.

"Senior brother, take me back with you!" Chu Yun’s frail figure appeared. Behind her, a steward responsible for her followed, "Chu Yun, come back here. Do you really want to defy the sect’s rules?"

She was just an ordinary disciple in the sect and had no authority to leave.

"Alright!"

After slight hesitation, Chu Feng nodded earnestly.

"Chu Feng, although you are a True Disciple, you cannot take her with you. These are the rules set by the sect." That steward was really lacking foresight, choosing such a moment to be pedantic with Chu Feng.

"Rules are dead, but people are living. Her family is about to be destroyed, and you are still obsessively clinging to these rules?"

"I have approved Chu Yun’s home leave. If you have complaints, you can go complain about me to the Sect Master," Elder Shoumei, now the Great Elder of the sect and having consumed a Life Extending Pill.

Not only had he regained his former dignity, but he also possessed an added air of authority.

Perhaps, everyone grows up. Especially after experiencing life and death, one is prone to a fundamental transformation.

Undoubtedly, Elder Shoumei had transformed after a series of setbacks and blows.

In the future, his adaptability and survival skills would also be stronger.

The steward didn’t dare to make another peep and slunk away. Probably, he was trying to show off, considering the presence of the three Supreme Elders.

After all, who are the three Supreme Elders? They are the highest existences within the sect.

They did not even bother to lift an eyelid.

A mere steward is not worthy of their attention, unless someone as outstanding as Chu Feng might catch their eyes.

However, identifying and nurturing talents is not the responsibility of the Supreme Elders but that of the Sect Master.

"Senior brother, I never expected that in just a year, you would grow to such heights!" Chu Yun held Chu Feng’s hand intimately, happily looking at her brother.

Even though Chu Feng’s power had far surpassed hers, the natural sisterly care and protective feelings she showed still made Chu Feng feel immensely valued.

The charm of familial love is irreplaceable by any other emotion.

No matter if Chu Feng is destitute or sick, whether his strength is great or weak, Chu Yun will always care for and protect him.

...

Upon leaving the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Poison Eye Dragon King emerged, flying out with a person in tow.

This man was worse off than a beggar, with tattered clothes, hair like a bird’s nest, and numerous injuries on his body. This person was none other than the previously glorious and awe-inspiring Beixie National Master.

"Plop!"

The Beixie National Master fell to his knees in front of Chu Feng without any hesitation.

His former pride and loyalty to the Northern Beixie Empire had vanished.

"Lord Chu, please save my family," the Beixie National Master kowtowed incessantly, the sounds echoing loudly. His forehead began to bleed, but he continued to kowtow relentlessly.

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