Adding Friends Can Make Me Stronger-Chapter 201

Chapter 201: Resource Allocation, Nurturing the Sword Spirit, and the Underhanded Tactics of Major Sects!

Time passed swiftly.

It had already been a month since the Genius Battle ended.

Yet, the discussions about it hadn’t diminished; instead, they had intensified.

The main focus was on the Tai Xuan Sect or more accurately, on Meng Changqing.

Some people even began comparing Meng Changqing with the younger generation from other regions, ultimately concluding that he was superior!

He was not inferior to anyone!

This was extremely high praise.

The cultivation world was divided into five major regions:

Central Province.

This was the center of the continent, and one state equaled one region, which spoke volumes.

Then there was the Northern Plains.

A cold northern land, rich in resources but also harsh in environment.

This made the martial artists from the Northern Plains incredibly strong, with many historically renowned powerhouses emerging from there.

Next was the Western Desert.

A land of austere Buddhism.

Although it was smaller in area compared to other regions, the existence of profound beliefs meant that its strength could not be underestimated.

After that were the Southern Region and the Eastern Sea.

These two regions were on par with each other in strength.

They were roughly equal.

Strictly speaking, the Southern Region was a region that was balanced and moderate, adhering to traditional practices.

Unlike the other regions, which had… distinctive characteristics!

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In the cultivation hall, Meng Changqing slowly opened his eyes.

He let out a long breath.

The aura of life and death surrounding him had grown much denser.

He had already stepped into the fourth level of the Life and Death Realm.

The Life and Death Realm was the fifth major stage of cultivation.

Many people would struggle to break through for ten years, or even decades.

But he was advancing at a rate of nearly one realm per month.

His speed could be considered astonishing.

“The last Life and Death Grass has been used up. I need to restock soon.”

Meng Changqing muttered softly.

Although his innate understanding and unity with nature allowed him to maintain a fast pace,

why take two months to break through when he could do it in one?

Buzz~

His waist token suddenly vibrated.

It was a message from the Grand Elder.

“It’s time to return to the sect.”

These six simple words carried a clear meaning.

It meant that everything had been secured.

High-level resources were incredibly precious and abundant.

Even though they had taken first place, deciding which resources to take required careful negotiation.

After a month of discussions, the allocation was finally settled.

Meng Changqing picked up Crimson Sky beside him and stood up.

During this time, he had discovered something interesting.

That was, the Tenfold Sword Intent had a special effect. It could actually nurture a sword.

And this was naturally something Crimson Sky had told him.

Being enveloped in Tenfold Sword Intent over time could continuously increase its spirituality.

Given enough time, it might even be able to speak or even take on a physical form, becoming a complete Sword Spirit! freēwēbηovel.c૦m

The power of a Sword Spirit was immeasurable. It was no longer just a simple weapon.

Putting aside these thoughts, Meng Changqing walked out.

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Arriving at the sect’s stronghold, the large cloud ship was already docked, and the Grand Elder and others were waiting nearby.

“Young Master.” As soon as Meng Changqing arrived, the many disciples immediately greeted him.

“Not bad, you’ve reached the fourth level of the Life and Death Realm.” The Grand Elder’s eyes gleamed with joy.

This breakthrough speed was indeed fast.

However, he guessed that those three Life and Death Grass were also used up. Fortunately, this batch of high-level resources would make up for it.

“Senior Sister Hua, Senior Brother Ku, are you also returning to the sect?” Meng Changqing approached and asked.

“I’ll be going back with you, but Junior Brother Ku will stay here,” Hua Ciyan replied with a smile.

“Ah, it seems I’m the lowest in rank, so I’m the only one who has to stay.” Ku Fengchun shook his head.

Having been away from the sect for so many years, he naturally wanted to return and take a look.

Unfortunately, the Secret Message Hall still needed him to oversee it.

“There will be other opportunities,” the Grand Elder said in a deep voice.

“Alright then.” With the Grand Elder speaking, Ku Fengchun had no more to say.

“Let’s go, it’s time to return to the sect.” The Grand Elder turned and boarded the cloud ship.

The many disciples followed suit.

They were all excited. Almost everyone here had participated in the event, with the Young Master backing them up.

So they all felt like they had played a part in it.

Now they could return with honor, having ‘returned home in glory’!

Whether in the sect when meeting senior or junior brothers, or within their families, this was something to be proud of and talk about!

And it would earn them the admiration of everyone!

Woo~

The cloud ship let out a long whistle.

Then it rose into the sky, flying off into the distance.

“How many more times in my life will I return to the sect?” Watching the cloud ship gradually disappear from sight, Ku Fengchun’s face showed a hint of melancholy.

Unlike many other senior brothers and sisters, he was born in the sect.

Just like the Second Senior Brother, Lin Xuankong, so he had deep feelings for the sect.

But his current duties meant he had to stay outside.

He held no resentment in his heart, because this was the best arrangement.

High above in the sky, cloud ships could be seen passing by from time to time.

These were all forces qualified to receive resources, and now that they had secured them, they were naturally preparing to return.

Whoosh~

The cloud ship suddenly tilted, veering in another direction.

It wasn’t the planned route.

Seeing this, Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow.

“This journey won’t be so peaceful. We need to be prepared.” Hua Ciyan walked over, a faint smile on her face.

“Is there a force plotting against the resources our sect gained from the Genius Battle?” Meng Changqing asked.

“Perhaps. After each Genius Battle, similar incidents have occurred.

“Although they are always attributed to demonic acts in the end, who knows if it’s really the work of demons?” Hua Ciyan said softly, “Sometimes, even the demons get unjustly blamed.”

“But they wouldn’t care.” Meng Changqing nodded slightly.

He could understand.

For the demonic sects, having more accusations thrown at them was something they didn’t bother to explain. It even helped boost their notoriety.

“Would even major sects stoop to such things?” Meng Changqing thought for a moment and asked.

“Depends on the situation. Underhanded tactics from major sects aren’t unheard of,” Hua Ciyan replied casually, “But there’s no need to worry. With me here, you will all return safely to the sect.”

Hearing this, Meng Changqing didn’t show any surprise.

After all, just by looking at her status, Senior Sister Hua actually surpassed many other senior brothers and sisters.

She seemed to be second only to the sect master.