Mythical Cultivation

After hearing the Great Elder's words, Yin Muchen, who had been silent the entire time, finally nodded slightly and responded, "Great Elder, you are absolutely right. I had indeed never thought of this before. It was only when you explained it just now that I finally realized this, as if awakened from a dream. Alas...it seems that our Qingyun Sect may not be able to obtain this magical power!"

At this moment, Zhang Tianming's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing the Great Elder's explanation. He interrupted eagerly, "Sect Master, since a special piece of silk is needed to write down this magical power, why don't we try to find such a piece of silk? Maybe we can obtain this magical power!"

"Yes, yes, yes! What Zhang Tianming said makes so much sense!" Several other elders nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement with Zhang Tianming's opinion, and all cast their expectant eyes on Yin Muchen who was sitting at the top.

"Great Elder, since you are more familiar with this matter, please tell us about it!" Yin Muchen did not respond to those who asked anxiously, but turned his gaze to the Great Elder sitting next to him and said sincerely.

The great elder first sighed lightly, then shook his head helplessly, and said to everyone present: "Hey, you! Why don't you use your brains to think about it? If our sect really has such a silk book, why wouldn't the master send people to get it long ago? You must know that the silk book that can be used to record magical powers must be made of materials that contain the power of the laws of heaven and earth, like the scales of the dragon clan, or the feathers of the phoenix clan. You might as well think about it carefully, does our sect have such a rare thing? Not to mention the sect, even the entire Qingjiang County does it exist?" At this point, the great elder couldn't help but glanced at the other elders present with some regret.

After hearing the Great Elder's detailed explanation, the crowd, who had been filled with anticipation, suddenly understood. It turned out that the materials needed to create these supposedly magical books were so rare and precious, far beyond the reach of ordinary sources. They had only heard of them in legends before.

While the Qingyun Sect was quite large and renowned within Qingjiang County, it ultimately remained confined to this tiny corner of the country. Furthermore, despite Qingjiang County's vast territory, stretching millions of miles in length and breadth, it was nothing compared to the entire Yunzhou, let alone the vast expanse of the continent. It was a drop in the ocean! Consequently, many legendary treasures and artifacts had long since vanished.

"Zhang Tianming, it's such a pity that no silk scrolls containing those miraculous techniques exist. Therefore, we can only exchange one technique. As for the magical power, it all depends on fate and opportunity! Your contributions to the sect are so great, so I've decided to accept you as my direct disciple. In addition, I'll grant you a full 100,000 sect contribution points! With these contribution points, you can freely choose any item you like from the sect treasury to exchange for it."

Despite failing to obtain the coveted magical power, Yin Muchen remained calm and composed on the surface. However, deep down, his heart was far from as calm as his appearance suggested. He simply knew that gains and losses were determined by fate, so he didn't force it.

When Zhang Tianming heard what Yin Muchen said, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic. After all, this reward far exceeded his original expectations. Just as he was about to kowtow to the sect leader with joy, he was about to express his gratitude.

Suddenly, the elders' anxious and panicked voices were heard: "One hundred thousand contribution points? And you want him to become the master's personal disciple? Absolutely not! Master, please give this a careful consideration!"

The ten highly respected elders hurriedly stood up and offered earnest advice. They understood the stakes involved. After all, within the sect, 10,000 Contribution Points could be exchanged for a powerful magical weapon; a masterful spell was worth a mere 10,000 Contribution Points; even the precious Foundation Establishment Pill, which could help one break through a cultivation bottleneck and embark on the path to foundation building, cost only 2,000 Contribution Points. Yet, the combined Contribution Points remaining on the shoulders of the elders present at this moment didn't even reach 100,000!

Not to mention the status and position of being the master's disciple. This is an unparalleled honor. I wonder how many people dream of it but cannot get it!

At this moment, Yin Muchen noticed that everyone was disapproving. His expression darkened instantly, and he asked coldly, "Why? Do you still have any different opinions on this matter?"

One of the elders quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Master, although Zhang Tianming has indeed made great contributions to the sect, the reward you gave him this time is far too generous. I'm afraid the other disciples will be dissatisfied when they learn of this!"

Yin Muchen narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at everyone present, and then said slowly: "This disciple Zhang Tianming is able to still care about the sect in his heart when he has such a rare opportunity. What's wrong with this master rewarding him? Moreover, doing so will let other disciples understand that as long as they are wholeheartedly loyal to the sect, the sect will certainly not treat them unfairly. In this way, it can not only motivate all disciples to do their best for the sect, but also demonstrate the style of our sect's clear rewards and punishments. Isn't it the best of both worlds?" After saying this, Yin Muchen looked at the elders with a firm gaze, waiting for their response.

After hearing this, the elders wanted to refute it, but after racking their brains for a long time, they found that they could not find a reasonable reason to refute it. So, they looked at each other, and for a moment, no one knew what to say, and the scene fell into silence.

At this moment, the second elder, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "Master, the ideas you just mentioned are indeed very good, but Zhang Tianming's current cultivation is really too low! He is only in the realm of Qi Refining. You must know that he is going to become your direct disciple. If you just accept him as your disciple, how can you convince everyone?" It must be said that the reason put forward by the second elder was indeed quite convincing. Even Yin Muchen, who was always known for his eloquence, found it difficult to find the right words to object for a while.