Chapter 23: Leaving the Sect!
“Senior Brother Lu, it’s been months. You’ve actually become a Deacon now.”
As Lu Qingyang was thinking, a familiar voice suddenly came from nearby.
He turned his head and saw Yang Yu standing on a treetop outside the Medicine Hall, dressed in a white robe.
“Junior Brother Yang, you’re back.”
Lu Qingyang revealed a faint smile.
“Mm.”
Yang Yu nodded with a smile.
“Senior Brother Lu, just how do you cultivate? Every time I see you, you give me such a shock.”
“Sometimes I even suspect you’re the reincarnation of some legendary great power!”
Yang Yu looked at Lu Qingyang, his tone full of admiration.
He had been present when Lu Qingyang was imparting techniques; he had simply never shown himself.
He knew very well that it had been less than a year since Lu Qingyang was promoted to the Outer Gate.
And now he had actually become a hall’s Deacon. How could he not be shocked?
“Heh heh, it’s a long story. Let’s talk about you instead. Didn’t you go investigate Zhaijia Fortress? Seems your gains weren’t small either.”
Lu Qingyang was somewhat surprised as he sensed Yang Yu’s late-stage Qi Refining cultivation.
His own rapid breakthrough was thanks to the Simulator.
But Yang Yu had managed to catch up from behind.
That meant the other party definitely had his own fortuitous encounter.
Hearing Lu Qingyang mention Zhaijia Fortress, Yang Yu’s expression suddenly turned serious.
“Let’s go, Senior Brother. We should talk somewhere else!”
Yang Yu grabbed Lu Qingyang’s arm and returned to the Outer Gate courtyard.
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang also understood that what they were about to discuss was no ordinary matter.
So after entering the room, he immediately took out his identity jade token and activated the courtyard’s protective formation.
“Go on, what exactly happened?”
Lu Qingyang sat on a chair, his eyes fixed on Yang Yu.
“Senior Brother… Zhaijia Fortress has been destroyed.”
“Destroyed? By whom?”
Lu Qingyang was stunned at these words.
Yang Yu was silent for a moment, then slowly spat out three words: “The War Execution Bureau!”
“The War…”
Lu Qingyang’s eyelids twitched, and a sense of shock surged in his heart.
The War Execution Bureau had the most personnel in the Chaotian Sect, and also the highest death rate.
He had never imagined that the War Execution Bureau would actually make a move.
“Do you know the reason?”
“No, but the order came from the Three Peaks. They told us to act.”
“You… you joined the War Execution Bureau?”
Lu Qingyang’s expression shifted.
Yang Yu nodded.
As if afraid Lu Qingyang would worry too much, Yang Yu immediately patted his chest with feigned ease.
“See, Senior Brother? Ever since I joined the War Execution Bureau, I’m already at the seventh layer of Qi Refining. I’ve finally caught up to you!”
Yang Yu grinned.
Lu Qingyang looked at Yang Yu, his expression complicated, but he said nothing more.
After all, everyone had their own fate, and he had no right to interfere.
“Heh heh, Senior Brother, do you know why my cultivation has improved so quickly?”
Yang Yu chuckled.
“Don’t keep me in suspense, kid. Hurry up and tell me.”
Lu Qingyang waved his hand, somewhat curious.
“I found a Blood Pool in the underground palace of Zhaijia Fortress!”
“The spiritual energy in that Blood Pool is extremely dense. Cultivating inside it is astonishingly fast!”
“Hm? Zhaijia Fortress again. Didn’t the sect discover that Blood Pool?”
Lu Qingyang’s brows furrowed.
“No!”
Yang Yu shook his head and lowered his voice.
“Half a year ago, the War Execution Bureau sent out a Golden Core True Monarch and destroyed Zhaijia Fortress with lightning speed.”
“Afterward, the bureau sent us to clean up. I found this Blood Pool in the wild mountains outside Zhaijia Fortress, and it never drew the bureau’s attention.”
“How about it, Senior Brother? Want to come with me and give it a try?”
Yang Yu looked at Lu Qingyang, speaking with a smile.
“This…”
Hearing this, Lu Qingyang’s heart suddenly lurched.
He was confident Yang Yu wouldn’t harm him.
It was just that, for some reason, when he heard he would have to leave the sect, an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.
“Senior Brother, don’t worry. I never do things I’m not sure about.”
“I stayed in that Blood Pool for months, and nobody ever discovered it!”
Seeing Lu Qingyang hesitate, Yang Yu immediately added.
“Sure about it? If you were sure about things, you wouldn’t have joined the War Execution Bureau!”
Lu Qingyang thought it over again and again, but still felt it was somewhat unsafe.
He was better off honestly staying within the sect and waiting for Simulations to raise his strength.
But… why does Junior Brother Yang seem like the protagonist of a legend…
Wandering outside the sect all day and not only is he fine, his cultivation has risen so much…
Lu Qingyang muttered to himself, his gaze fixed on Yang Yu the entire time.
Yang Yu felt his hair stand on end under Lu Qingyang’s stare.
“Ahem… Senior Brother, how about it? Want to come with me?”
“I think I’ll pass. You should be more careful instead.”
Lu Qingyang thought for a moment and shook his head.
There was no need for him to take that risk.
Staying in the sect cultivating the Hundred Generation Demon Strategy while waiting for his monthly Simulation rewards was far less risky than venturing outside.
And the gains weren’t necessarily any less.
Hearing this, Yang Yu was somewhat disappointed, but he didn’t push it.
Because he understood Lu Qingyang’s prudence all too well.
“Since Senior Brother isn’t willing to go, could you at least accompany me home? I’ve been away for years, and now I finally have a few days of leisure.”
Yang Yu rubbed his nose.
Lu Qingyang was somewhat helpless at these words.
He wanted to refuse, but looking at Yang Yu’s sincere expression, he couldn’t bear to.
After all, the two had supported each other back in the Menial Court, and had long since formed a deep friendship.
“Fine, I’ll go back with you to take a look.”
Lu Qingyang sighed, and in the end nodded in agreement.
It seemed this trip outside was unavoidable.
“Great! I’ll go rent a Dharma Ship from the Spirit Artifact Bureau right now. We’ll set off tomorrow.”
Seeing Lu Qingyang agree, Yang Yu immediately stood up.
“Wait, Junior Brother. No need to go. I have one myself.”
Lu Qingyang pulled Yang Yu back, raised his wrist, and released a palm-sized, jade-green flying Dharma Ship from his storage bag.
“Senior Brother… this is yours?”
“Mm, exchanged with contribution points at the Spirit Artifact Bureau.”
“Hiss!”
“I remember a first-tier Dharma Ship costs at least five hundred contribution points!”
Yang Yu sucked in a cold breath, looking at Lu Qingyang with some surprise.
“It’s just a first-tier mid-grade Dharma Artifact. Nothing much.”
“Senior Brother, just how many contribution points do you have…”
Yang Yu swallowed and looked at Lu Qingyang.
“Guess.”
Lu Qingyang smiled.
He had really gotten rich these past six months.
Aside from the Daoist robe on his body, which he hadn’t changed.
He had essentially armed himself from head to toe.
Beneath his clothes, he wore a first-tier Dharma Armor, with a set of defensive Dharma Garments over it.
On his feet were the first-tier Dharma Boots, the Flying Cloud Boots.
At his waist were the Object-Commanding Formation Plate and five Nightshade Shuttles.
For travel, he used a flying Dharma Ship, and in his storage bag were several first-tier high-grade talismans.
With Lu Qingyang’s current wealth, apart from Foundation Establishment True Persons, virtually no Qi Refinement cultivator could compare to him!
“Senior Brother… I think you really must be the legendary kind of immortal second generation…”
Half a moment later, Yang Yu’s voice, full of sourness, drifted faintly into Lu Qingyang’s ears…