Rise of the Otherworld.

As Zhang Hao and Li Yue's injuries healed, a positive atmosphere permeated the Xuantian Sect. Lin Yu decided to hold a sect meeting to re-plan the sect's development direction.

On the day of the conference, sunlight streamed across the vast square of Xuantian Sect, making every stone slab sparkle. The square was bustling with people, the disciples dressed in neat sect attire, their eyes filled with anticipation and determination. Lin Yu stood atop the platform, his figure erect, like an unshakable pine tree. His gaze fixed on the crowd with a piercing intensity, a look that seemed to pierce through hearts and imbue them with endless strength.

"Everyone, after this battle, although we have achieved a phased victory, many problems have also been exposed. Now, we must regroup and make Xuantianmen even stronger!" Lin Yu's voice was loud and powerful, like a huge bell, echoing over the square. Every word struck the hearts of the people, arousing their fighting spirit deep in their hearts.

The disciples in the audience were filled with excitement, shouting in unison, "We are willing to serve the sect!" Their voices merged, reaching the sky and rustling the surrounding leaves. Determination was written across their young faces, and they clenched their fists, as if ready to face any challenge.

Zhang Hao stepped forward and said, "Master, I suggest strengthening the disciples' combat training and increasing the frequency and difficulty of simulated battles. Only in true life-or-death struggles can one forge strong skills." His voice was sonorous and powerful, brimming with confidence. Zhang Hao's eyes gleamed with determination, as if he had seen the disciples transformed through the arduous training.

Li Yue continued, "At the same time, we should also focus on researching and innovating various magical weapons and spells to enhance the sect's overall strength. We can't always rely on outdated techniques and magical weapons; we must constantly forge ahead to remain invincible in the world of immortal cultivation." Her voice was clear and melodious, yet full of wisdom and foresight. Li Yue's gaze swept across the crowd, letting everyone sense her deep hope for the sect's future.

Lin Yu nodded in agreement: "Well said! In addition, we must recruit talents and attract more potential disciples to join Xuantian Sect. Many hands make light work. Only by continuously expanding our team can we make Xuantian Sect famous." His words were full of a grand blueprint and firm belief in the development of the sect.

The elders put forward their own ideas and suggestions, such as strengthening resource management and improving sect regulations. For a time, the square was bustling with activity, and the sparks of various ideas collided and intertwined, forming a powerful force that pushed Xuantian Sect towards a better direction.

After the meeting, Xuantianmen took quick action according to the new plan.

The elders in charge of training crafted a detailed, practical training plan. On the training grounds, the disciples toiled under the scorching sun. Their figures intertwined in light and shadow, each attack accompanied by a whistling sound, each defense as steady as a rock. The intense training put immense strain on their bodies, but their eyes held no trace of retreat, only a thirst for strength.

The disciples responsible for researching magical weapons and spells studied day and night, their candlelight flickering in their secret chambers. Surrounded by ancient texts and mysterious artifacts, their brows furrowed, they constantly attempted to fuse different spells. Explosions and flashes of light from failure often flickered across the room, but they never gave up, each failure becoming a stepping stone to success.

Recruiting disciples traveled extensively, traveling through towns and villages to promote the Xuantian Sect's mission and strengths. At bustling markets, they vividly recounted its glorious history and promising future, attracting many ambitious young people. Their eyes sparkled with a yearning for immortal cultivation and anticipation for the future.

During this time, Zhang Hao and Li Yue were also busy. They personally participated in various matters. Zhang Hao personally guided the new disciples on the training ground, correcting their movements and techniques, paying attention to every detail. Li Yue, on the other hand, discussed the secrets of magic with the disciples in the research room, sharing his own experiences and insights.

However, this series of changes was not smooth sailing.

During a combat training session, many students were injured due to the high difficulty. The training ground was in a mess, and the injured students groaned in pain.

"This training is too cruel, it's simply torture!" complained an injured disciple, his face full of anger and grievance.

Zhang Hao patiently explained: "Only through hard training can we truly improve our strength and cope with future crises. It is better to suffer a little now than to lose your life on the battlefield." His voice was gentle but firm, trying to make his disciples understand the necessity of training.

Li Yue also comforted everyone: "This little pain is nothing. Think about the difficulties we faced when facing the mysterious organization. The suffering we endure now is for the sake of not suffering in the future. As long as we persevere, we will eventually become strong." Her eyes were full of encouragement and trust.

Under their persuasion, the students gradually understood the purpose of the training and threw themselves back into it. They gritted their teeth, endured the pain, and their fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.

After a period of hard work, the strength of Xuantian Sect has been significantly improved. The disciples' spells have become more sophisticated, their combat skills have become more proficient, and the newly developed magic weapons have also demonstrated their powerful power in actual combat.

But they know that this is just the beginning, and there are more challenges waiting for them in the future. The road to immortality is long, and the journey of Xuantianmen will never end.