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    Chapter 508: Not Weaker Than Others

    "Senior Brother, how much longer until Master returns?"

    At Jingtan Peak, Xu Yiheng asked with a pale face, gazing at the dark clouds above.

    "Well, I don’t know, but it seems Master won’t be back for a while," Ji Yang replied, shaking his head. He then turned his gaze to the stone tablet buried beside them.

    Master had not sent any Transmission lately, and considering the importance of the sect’s survival, he must be in a difficult situation and unable to escape.

    Whether the sect would contact Ye Wuchen was not something Ji Yang considered; surely, the sect would not neglect a powerful high-level cultivator.

    Hearing Ji Yang’s answer, Xu Yiheng’s face turned even whiter.

    Having stayed in the sect for over half a year, he was no longer the ignorant newcomer he once was.

    He had heard about Master’s reputation within the sect and, from the descriptions of others, he roughly understood that Ye Wuchen was incredibly powerful.

    After learning this information, Xu Yiheng had been happy for several days; having a strong backing ensured that he wouldn’t face unfair treatment in the sect, even though he had yet to meet the remarkable Master in person.

    So, facing such a crisis, Xu Yiheng’s first thought was of Ye Wuchen.

    But now, learning that Ye Wuchen wouldn’t be returning, Xu Yiheng felt a bit uncertain.

    Then, he glanced at Ji Yang, who remained completely still and composed, and felt a twinge of admiration within him.

    As expected of a senior brother, he was unfazed even in such a situation.

    However, after hesitating for a moment, Xu Yiheng mustered his courage and said,

    "Um, Senior Brother, why don’t we go to another peak to take cover?"

    Seeing Ji Yang look at him in surprise, Xu Yiheng quickly explained,

    "Senior Brother, it’s not that I don’t believe in your strength, it’s just that Jingtan Peak is relatively weak; I’m afraid…"

    As he spoke, Xu Yiheng’s voice got quieter, and even his gaze showed a hint of insecurity.

    His Master was indeed powerful, but he didn’t have much confidence in Ji Yang, his senior brother.

    When he first entered the peak, this senior brother was farming, and he had him join in the work, which initially confused him.

    Now, however, he understood the meaning behind his senior brother’s insistence on farming—it was to strengthen the body and successfully pass the Sensing stage.

    Through constant consumption of spiritual grains and working in the fields, he had passed the Sensing stage in under half a year.

    But now, as he had reached the Qi Refinement stage and started practicing the sect’s The Great Dao Returning to Origin Technique to absorb spiritual energy, his senior brother was still meticulously farming. He hadn’t even seen Ji Yang practicing during this time.

    If they waited until the sect’s great formation was breached, he worried that they might fall prematurely.

    He had just begun his path in cultivation and did not want to meet an early end.

    He thought it would be much safer with the other disciples on different peaks.

    That was what was on his mind.

    Seeing Xu Yiheng’s head lowered, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the edge of his clothes, Ji Yang smiled freely.

    He then looked up confidently at the sky and said,

    "My Jingtan Peak is not weaker than others!"

    "With Senior Brother here, you can rest assured! Even if the sect falls, I can still protect your life!"

    Hearing Ji Yang’s bold words, Xu Yiheng was awestruck and couldn’t help but look up at Ji Yang.

    He was still the senior brother who often toiled in the fields with a hoe, but at that moment, he felt a light emanating from Ji Yang.

    This light was confidence!

    But thinking about the rumors in the sect, Xu Yiheng hesitated, his lips moving without speaking more, yet his eyes showed a hint of fearless courage!

    If it was death, then so be it.

    He was now a disciple of Jingtan Peak, so how could he tarnish its reputation?

    His senior brother must have the same thought!

    Xu Yiheng was also not weaker than others!

    But turning to Little Black, who was lying on the ground, Xu Yiheng quietly asked,

    "Little Black, you must be strong, right? Can you protect me later? I’ll give you all my spiritual grains!"

    Little Black rolled its eyes in exasperation, yet its expression displayed no panic.

    Even if the sky fell, Ji Yang would be there to hold it up; after all, it was Ji Yang’s dog!

    Initially, it had hoped to dominate the mountain, so it pretended to return to its original appearance, but secretly, it was gathering strength, wanting Ji Yang to underestimate it.

    However, as its realm increased and its insights grew, it lost confidence.

    Ji Yang seemed like an enormous mountain; every time Little Black thought it had reached the peak, the summit would suddenly rise again.

    Feeling that revenge was hopeless, Little Black decided to just lay flat.

    What was there to strive for? Now it was the only spiritual beast on the peak. With such a wide field, wouldn’t all the remaining spiritual grains be its? So why bother resisting? Each day it could eat, sleep, and enjoy life.

    If only there were no bugs to catch.

    With that in mind, Little Black showed its big teeth and happily drifted off to sleep under the bombardment of spells from the six sect cultivators above.

    Xu Yiheng, who initially wanted to share some thoughts, watched as Little Black fell asleep without a care. His words faded into the air.

    Forget it; he, Xu Yiheng, was now considered half an immortal. Half of his past aspirations had been fulfilled, so why fear death now?

    As the spells from above intensified, the He Dao Sect began to make its preparations across all peaks!

    "Disciple of Denglong Peak, listen up!"

    "Now is a time of life and death for the sect; are you ready to fight?"

    "Fight!"

    Looking at the momentum that erupted from the many disciples below, the elders above nodded slightly.

    "We of Denglong Peak enjoy the best resources from the sect; now that the sect is in trouble, we must face the challenge head-on. How can we retreat?"

    "Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators, step forward!"

    "Are disciples of Qiyun Peak present?"

    "Our Peak Master practices Alchemy Techniques; treat the enemies as pills and refine them in your Dan furnace!"

    "Don’t tarnish the name of Qiyun Peak!"

    "Disciples of Wangxia Peak, listen up!"

    This scene wasn’t happening at just one peak; all Twelve Peaks of He Dao Sect, except Jingtan Peak, were gathering under the orders of their Peak Masters and elders.

    The Peak Masters who had been in seclusion appeared at their respective peaks, their faces showing calmness without a hint of panic, and many Peak Masters and elders even had a faint blush of excitement.

    How could those who reached the position of Peak Master or elder be mere cultivators who only practiced in seclusion? They once had their own fame in the Cultivation World.

    As the sect thrived and their ranks elevated, they hadn’t acted in a long time.

    Now, with battle imminent, they felt a surge of heat in their hearts.

    In the grand hall of the He Dao Sect, Li Daoyi observed the scenes from the various peaks, a light smile appearing on his face.

    At least the He Dao Sect had not fallen behind under his leadership. If it continued to develop for another hundred years, the situation in the Cultivation World might change significantly.

    However, when Li Daoyi looked towards the calm Jingtan Peak in the distance, he couldn’t help but sigh in his heart:

    "What a pity!"

    "If I had known, I wouldn’t have let Peak Master Ye take on disciples!"

    "He will regret it!"

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