Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 421: Dreams of Youth (Request for Subscription)
Liu Yu calmly flipped through the spell books, patiently waiting for the sect's orders.
Now that the war in Yan State was settled, what remained was the aftermath and governance; major wars were unlikely to occur again.
As for the aftermath, those of them in the Qingfeng team might either need to participate or not, depending on how much the elders valued it.
Liu Yu felt indifferent about it.
Since the situation was settled and there was no significant risk in Yan State, it made little difference where he cultivated.
On the contrary, being in this sect's enclave allowed for a bit more "freedom."
He did not have to worry about the spirit land; given his current strength and status, occupying a second-tier supreme spiritual mountain was not a problem.
Moreover, Liu Yu subtly thought that it might be better to cultivate his own power outside the sect, allowing for more flexibility.
However, returning to the sect quickly also had its advantages; after all, the sect was much safer and more stable, without the worry of suddenly encountering danger.
No matter where he went, he could accept it, and he did not feel anxious or concerned; his heart was very calm.
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Immersed in the ocean of cultivation knowledge, the night quickly passed.
The next day, at noon.
Liu Yu put down the book in his hands and was about to use his magical power to nurture a few spiritual artifacts when suddenly, there was a commotion in his storage bag.
"They're coming," he thought to himself, quickly taking out the sect token and diving his spiritual consciousness into it to check.
As Liu Yu expected, it was a notice from the joint command of the three sects.
It required all cultivators with foundation establishment stage or above to gather at a great hall of the original White Cloud Temple for a meeting.
Upon receiving the message, Liu Yu quickly stood up, activated the formation, and headed out.
Outside the wooden house, Jiang Qiushui, Cold Moon Heart, and others were already waiting.
Wei Guangzheng and other later-joined cultivators were crowding around the two women, chatting and occasionally throwing out a few flattering remarks.
In the distance, more foundation establishment cultivators from the team were approaching.
It was clear that these local Yan State forces led by Wei Guangzheng were still a bit uneasy.
After all, betraying their old master and siding with a new one was indeed a bit morally questionable.
Moreover, they did not know how their new master would treat them in the future, so naturally, they were feeling uncertain.
"Friend Qingyang!"
"Daoist Liu!"
Seeing Liu Yu appear, Wei Guangzheng and others stepped forward, cupping their hands in greeting and smiling warmly, their attitude very enthusiastic.
In the context of both the Yuan Yang Sect and them not knowing each other well enough, Liu Yu became very important at this moment.
Wei Guangzheng and others needed someone who could speak for them in the sect and help them maintain their current interests.
And there was no one more suitable for this role than Liu Yu.
First, they had allied with the Yuan Yang Sect through Liu Yu, making their relationship somewhat "close."
Secondly, Liu Yu's weight was sufficient; in the eyes of these cultivators, he had enough influence.
Due to the short time of contact, they did not know any other cultivators, limiting their options.
Because of this, after the war ended and the team's purpose disappeared, it would not be long before they disbanded, yet they remained respectfully compliant.
"You all need not be so polite."
"Since you are summoned by the sect, feel free to go ahead without waiting for me," Liu Yu said modestly after greeting the other cultivators.
He understood their thoughts well.
However, if he could have one more subordinate or friend, why refuse coldly?
"The team hasn't disbanded yet; we still follow your lead, Daoist Friend."
"We've grown accustomed to your commands; it's a bit hard to change," was a relatively subtle statement, indirectly expressing a desire for a long-term relationship.