I Have A Cultivation World

“I was too rash, mistaken the wrong person.”

Chen Mobai did not understand what Yuan Chiye was implying, but indeed, he had recklessly approached Ding Ying.

“Actually, the one with me last time at the Southstream Market was Junior Sister Yin, but her identity is special. If the opposing sects find out, it could stir up trouble. If anything happens to her, our Divine Wood Sect could even start a sect war. Hence, we borrowed the identity of Junior Sister Ding.”

Junior Sister Yin?

So, she’s really the one rumored to have the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

Chen Mobai confirmed his suspicion, yet he presented an expression of “shock.”

“I’ll keep this secret and will not let anyone else know.”

“It’s okay. In the end, if Junior Sister Yin does not establish her foundation, she won’t be expelled by Elder Fu.”

Yuan Chiye seemed to trust Chen Mobai very much, even revealing such sect secrets to him.

“Junior Brother Chen, in another two years, I plan to retreat and take the Foundation Building Pill. However, our faction does not have any successors in the True Disciples. If you’re willing, I can talk to Junior Sister Ding and let you become a True Disciple this year.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai’s eyes shifted slightly, surprised at the conditions that Yuan Chiye was willing to offer to recruit him.

“Senior Sister Ding might not agree.”

“If you’re willing, Uncle E would personally persuade Junior Sister Ding. After she obtains the Foundation Building Pill, holding the position of a True Disciple no longer makes sense.”

Yuan Chiye’s words made Chen Mobai fall silent. It seemed that the position of a True Disciple, which was of great importance to them, wasn’t really that significant in the eyes of their superiors.

That’s right, isn’t the main purpose of a True Disciple position to get the Foundation Building Pill?

Those who have already obtained the Foundation Building Pill have indeed become somewhat annoying by continuing to hold onto the position.

“What do I have to do to join you? And what can I gain from it?”

“You would receive the care of our faction, but correspondingly, you would need to undertake some of my tasks in Yun Meng Ze when I retreat to take the Foundation Building Pill. The group of people from Southstream Market would be reassigned to you.”

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai shook his head.

He would indeed be willing, if he only had to stay in the Divine Wood Sect. However, the risk in Yun Meng Ze was too big. Without establishing his foundation, he didn’t feel the need to take such risks.

“I owe Uncle E a favor; as long as I become a True Disciple, I’ll claim to be belonging to your group.”

The words of Chen Mobai surprised Yuan Chiye; he hadn’t expected that answer.

“You mean, not join us, but still claim to be one of us?”

“Correct.”

“Without our help, it would take you at least five or six years to become a True Disciple. Plus, if you lose this time, the Spirit Plant Department won’t lend you a Rank-2 Magic Artifact anymore. You might have to wait another decade for the Jade Marrow Golden Mushroom to mature.”

Although Yuan Chiye’s words were quite cold, they were very realistic.

“What if I beat Senior Sister Ding?”

Chen Mobai asked a question that made Yuan Chiye burst into laughter.

“That’s impossible.”

After this statement, the two stopped discussing the matter. They chatted on other topics and seeing the day getting late, Chen Mobai excused himself.

“Brother Yuan, our meeting today was delightful, but the wine was merely average. Once the Spiritual Wine I have made is ready, I’ll invite you to another drink.”

In the pavilion, Yuan Chiye watched Chen Mobai leave. He put down his wine cup and frowned, finishing the remaining half pot of wine in one gulp.

This wine was worth three Spirit Stones, and was already among the better selections in Divine Wood City. It couldn’t be wasted.

“You have such high hopes for him.”

A shadow descended, an average-looking man with bright eyes – E Yun was looking at Yuan Chiye, using his chopsticks to finish up the leftovers.

“Among the talented ones who emerged from Yun Country, Yu Lian was taken as a disciple by Elder Shan, the Luo siblings are the descendants of Uncle Luo, only he is the most innocent.”

“Although Liu Wenbo is also doing well, his Spiritual Root is somewhat lacking. Even with our help, the best he could do is to become a True Disciple.”

“After us, if we want to command respect among the True Disciples, I think he’s the most suitable.”

Yuan Chiye spoke honestly.

During the previous Ferrying Spirit Mission, among the four countries under the Divine Wood Sect, excluding Jian Country where the sect was, the remaining Yun Country, Rain Country, and Lei Nation were given to E Yun, Hong He, and Zhou Wangshen respectively.

Unfortunately, among the four talents selected from Yun Country, three were predestined.

Yu Lian was okay as she was a lone ranger.

Just like Chen Mobai, after leaving Bud Hall, she concentrated on cultivation.

But the Luo siblings led away quite many people, making E Yun shortfall in manpower while developing Yun Meng Ze, lagging behind the other Foundation Establishment Elders.

“Let him hit walls for a few years, by the time the Jade Marrow Golden Mushroom is nearing maturity, he will come to us.”

E Yun said this after finishing his wine and food.

“Should we notify Junior Sister Ding? She seems to have some small grudges against Junior Brother Chen.”

“One must always suffer a bit before learning to bow. Junior Sister Ding knows what she’s doing.”

Hearing this, Yuan Chiye kept quiet.

When Chen Mobai returned, he found Qi Rui drowning his sorrows in wine at the inn where they were staying.

“Did you lose?”

He asked Xi Jinghuo, who was sitting aside. Jing Huo had been eliminated in the fourth round.

However, Jing Huo believed he has a promising future and was confident that he could become a True Disciple before the next batch of Jade Marrow Golden Mushroom matured.

So, being eliminated in this sect competition did not bother him. He accepted it calmly.

On the other hand, Qi Rui, after reaching the Qi Cultivation nine ranks, except for the first year when he breezed into the top 48 due to good luck, was eliminated in the fifth round during the past two years. This had dealt quite a blow to him as he had planned to make a name for himself.

“I encountered last year’s True Disciple and couldn’t beat her.”

Qi Rui replied and sorrowfully drinks another mouthful.

“It seems like the three of us will conclude this competition together tomorrow.”

Xi Jinghuo’s words made Chen Mobai shake his head. This guy had already given up on him defeating Ding Ying.

“I need to rest now. I should take tomorrow’s match seriously.”

After saying this, Chen Mobai left.

Xi Jinghuo and Qi Rui looked at each other, both left speechless.

There was no way to win against Ding Ying, so how was he supposed to prepare?

Prepare to lose gracefully?

Today, the sect competition finally reached the battle for the twenty-four spots of True Disciples.

“Junior Brother Mu Yuan, please.”

Chen Mobai sat in a tavern, watching the first match below.

Mu Yuan’s opponent was a True Disciple who had already obtained the Foundation Building Pill. Xi Jinghuo explained that it was the sect’s initiative to encourage those who had obtained the Foundation Building Pill last year and were still occupying their positions to leave.

Unfortunately, Yuan Chiye suppressed Mu Yuan last year, who was sent by Shenmu Hall to clean up the field.

But he might not be able to suppress him this year.

Chen Mobai looked at Mu Yuan emotionlessly knocking his opponent off the stage, pondering to himself..