Chapter 1385: 1018: Farewell Banquet (Part 2)

We must bid farewell one by one to the sects and families we usually get along with. We can’t show off, nor can we leave without a word; the art of speaking must be deeply refined. All these affairs are left to Grandfather to manage alone, no doubt leaving him physically exhausted. Wan Mingchuan reported to his master his intention to temporarily stay behind to assist and personally allocate the meticulously selected gifts on the list, striving for fairness and utility.

"Mingchuan, you must have suffered a lot during your travels outside, yet you have grown so rapidly." Ouyang Qing listened as his grandson issued orders in an orderly manner, his heart filled with joy and tenderness.

The last time his grandson visited the Celestial Sword Sect, he was still a child well-protected by the master, but now, in just a few short months, he is in no way inferior to me, the Vice Sect Leader who has managed the sect for many years!

There is no need to hide things from his dear grandfather, Wan Mingchuan, while flipping through the roster of disciples to arrange resources, chuckled and said, "Yes, at first I indeed suffered quite a bit, especially during those days when I was chased by the Demon Beasts..."

He recalled the days of scrambling to escape, still uncertain if he should thank Ling Di, his smile growing even wider, "Likewise, it was thanks to being relentlessly pursued by that terrifying Great Demon Beast that I managed to force out my potential.

Later on, after shaking off that Demon Beast, life became much easier. Moreover, I encountered the Time Pavilion within the Secret Realm, which enabled me to reach my current Integration Realm Peak strength."

What realm?

Having just sipped his tea, Ouyang Qing’s mind went blank, vaguely recalling his grandson mentioning it when spilling the beans, but the good news was so overwhelming that he didn’t quite catch it.

"What peak are you at now?"

"Integration Realm, peak!" Wan Mingchuan responded with a nonchalant remark, instantly releasing his restrained aura.

"Pfft!" The tea sprayed from Ouyang Qing’s mouth, his widened eyes fixed on his grandson in a daze, thinking perhaps I’ve gone mad during cultivation, caught in a state of demonic possession?

In just a moment, Wan Mingchuan withdrew his aura again, chuckling, "Sister Hu and Brother Yun Mo have entered the Time Pavilion, who knows when they will come out.

Once you have everything settled and the Celestial Sword Sect is on the right path, you can stay in Master’s small courtyard for a while. At that time, I’ll ask Master to allow you to enter and train; with your talent, you might leap several major realms to become a high-level cultivator!"

The Time Pavilion, besides its great consumption, has no other flaw.

He considered Master, known for his kind nature. Now that the Celestial Sword Sect is established firmly in the Snow Cloud Valley and has mined enough Spirit Stones, Master will surely allocate a few spots for entering Time Pavilion for training.

Clinging to Master’s golden leg, life in the future will be good!

"Integration Realm... ah, really, it is the Integration Realm... No, Integration Realm Peak... I am not dreaming, nor have I gone mad, it is all true... The Celestial Sword Sect is moving to the blessed land cave heaven..." Ouyang Qing used much time to digest this greater good news.

Once he believed and calmed down, he realized his entire body was unconsciously trembling with excitement.

His grandson, a mere teenager, has already reached the Integration Realm Peak! Beyond this lies Void Journey, Mahayana, Tribulation Crossing, and Ascension... With such a talent and Mr. Jiang’s assistance, he is extremely likely to ascend to the Celestial Realm!

"This is an immense joyous occasion, a double celebration, it must be properly celebrated!" Ouyang Qing, his voice trembling, said excitedly, "Yes, let’s host a celebration banquet! Also, invite the friendly sects and families to attend. You don’t need to announce your realm; at that time we will explain the relocation of Celestial Sword Sect, what do you think?"

The small courtyard is teeming with talents and masters, Wan Mingchuan didn’t think his realm was high enough to boast, nor did he want to announce it.

Upon hearing this, he nodded in agreement, "Grandfather is most insightful. There’s no need for celebration; hosting a farewell banquet is the proper affair. Although we can remain in touch afterward, being separated by mountains and rivers won’t make meeting easy.

Moreover, Mirror Mountain is where the Celestial Sword Sect was founded, though we are moving away, it cannot be completely abandoned. Prepare the Sect Protection Array, and entrust friendly sects and families to maintain and watch over it, so that when Celestial Sword Sect disciples rise to fame, they will return to pay homage to Ancestor Master."

"Indeed, indeed, that makes sense!" Ouyang Qing nodded repeatedly. With his grandson helping handle the sect’s trivial matters, he focused on hosting and hospitality.

While drafting invitations, he removed the Central State Lin Family from the list.

The earlier farce of recognizing kinship, one incident after another, to be fair, Mingchuan’s group treated Lin Family with utmost benevolence. But that scheming Lin Family, even with Mr. Jiang’s help, was still like mud that couldn’t stick to walls.

Recently, claiming under Mr. Jiang’s banner, proclaiming Jingxin Tower was repaired for Lin Family, Lin Clan was about to receive inheritance and regain glory, even yelling about forming a Human Realm Cultivator Alliance, with Lin Shuo aspiring as the Alliance Leader.

Sensible sects and families that received Mr. Jiang’s gifts were all focused on leading their disciples to thrive and grow stronger. Who has the leisure to listen to his nonsense? It was those of ill-repute who followed the commotion a while, achieving nothing significant, recently fading into silence.

Also excluded are several small sects and families who, upon receiving benefits from Mr. Jiang, were too reluctant to share it, hoarding everything for themselves to use.

No matter how much one person progresses, limited by time, it’s far better to have more people with greater power.

Short-sighted people, watching as they fall behind those with foresight, caused divisions within various sects and families of Human Race Cultivators, becoming increasingly apparent.

Upon hearing Celestial Sword Sect was hosting a farewell banquet, Jiang Yuan was monotonously processing applications for binding guests to disciples from the nine major sects. As he couldn’t find time to join the bustle, he sent Bai Yunqi and Ling Di as representatives of the courtyard, taking a gift to attend the banquet.

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"Have you heard? The Celestial Sword Sect, after ten years of honing a sword, is going to wage war against the Demon Beasts in Wilderness World!"

"What? Can they win?"

"I don’t know what provoked them. Didn’t you see the sect buying so much food? It’s said they’re hosting a banquet to bid other sects farewell, suggesting they don’t plan on returning alive."

"Oh my, what about our town then? For so many years no gods have been invited, all along protected by Celestial Sword Sect. If they go to war with the Demons, will we have a way to survive?"

"Phooey! After hearing some scattered rumors, now you’re talking nonsense here! The Celestial Sword Sect’s farewell banquet is not for impending death. Your information is inaccurate; didn’t you know the grandson of Vice Sect Leader Ouyang is here? The master he worships is no ordinary cultivator; they’re taking Celestial Sword Sect to soar high this time!"

"Brother Zhang is most informed, tell us clearly what’s actually happening?"

...

Before long, the town under Mirror Mountain was rife with various rumors.

As more sects and families attended the banquet, more news circulated; added to this, the sect was already settling its protected civilians, so there was no need to keep it a secret.

Thus, the news that Celestial Sword Sect was moving to honed heights above Wilderness spread from the town.

Lin Shuo’s previous placements within Celestial Sword Sect as spies were removed during Ouyang Qing’s purge. Still unwilling to give up, he planted informants in the town, watching for any movement from the sect on Mirror Mountain.

Talisman messages flew in like they were free, Lin Shuo, far away in Central State, learned early on of his son’s return to the sect to visit his grandfather, and heard of him bringing countless wealth, equipping all Celestial Sword Sect disciples with Magical Artifacts and Treasures.

He also learned Celestial Sword Sect would host a banquet, was sending invites to various sects and families; Lin Shuo was overjoyed, patiently waited for a while but saw not even a shadow of an invite.

Hiss! What’s going on?

Even if there was unpleasantness previously with Celestial Sword Sect, that was a personal grievance between Lin Family and Ouyang Family. Such matters concerning sects, families, and Human Race Cultivators’ prestige were handled so pettily?

What Wan Mingchuan said in Lin Family about severing all ties, Lin Shuo had long tossed it aside.

No matter how he fumes, it cannot erase the fact that he hails from Lin Family. What’s most important in the human world? Of course, filial piety! Father and son like sovereign and minister, how dare a mere youth turn his back on his clan and forget his ancestors!

Talismans bringing news kept burning through as if free. Watching as his informants confirmed the banquet had started, he trembled with rage. Such a grand event attended by notable sects and families, yet only Central State Lin Family was missing. How should others perceive him?

Moreover, that banquet had his talented son there too, bringing countless wealth back, yet not sharing a single morsel with his own father, and Lin Clan. If he doesn’t go demand an explanation, what face can the Patriarch of Central State Lin Family have in the cultivation realm!?