Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

"Xia Jie is impetuous and bullies the weak, and Shang Rui and Zhou Baogui slander others and show no remorse. The three of you are truly disappointing to me!"

As Ye Wuxin spoke, he raised his finger and beckoned to the group of people kneeling at his feet.

With a flick of his wrist, three small sword-shaped jade pendants flew out of their storage pouches and landed steadily in Ye Wuxin's hand.

Ye Wuxin showed little anger on his face, but his voice was as cold as ice, making the members of the Xia, Shang, and Zhou families tremble and almost fall to their knees.

"I originally thought that since your families behaved like that after the disaster, your descendants should also be of good character. That's why I bestowed three Ascension Tokens that exempt you from testing your talent and character. Now it seems I was really wrong."

"Although I have revoked your Ascension Orders, considering that your families have indeed made great contributions, if you fail the sect entry test, the promise to arrange jobs in Yanjian City will still be fulfilled. I hope you will behave yourselves in the future."

Xia Jie was still unconscious and hadn't woken up, but Shang Rui and Zhou Baogui were both pale and frightened, wishing they could faint too.

They never expected things to turn out this way, and they all clung to a sliver of hope, still wanting to plead for mercy.

Before they could even begin to plead, they were forced to shut up under Ye Wuxin's cold and annoyed gaze. They could only glare resentfully at Li Fuyao and the other man, who were both smiling with pursed lips, before lifting Xia Jie, whose head was swollen like a pig's, and slinking away in disgrace.

After the three major families left, Li Fuyao and his companion didn't linger. They listened obediently to Ye Wuxin's ramblings for a few moments before being ushered out by the old man.

The Bright Moon Flying Boat was extremely fast; before Li Fuyao could even finish eating another fruit, they had already arrived at their destination.

Seeing the disciples lined up neatly, Li Fuyao quickly put the fruit platter into her spatial storage, pulled Bai Suifeng to stand at the back of the line, and stood next to them the red-clad youth Xia Jie who had just woken up.

Although he had just woken up, he had already heard about their punishment from the crowd. When he saw Li Fuyao and the other person again, he had lost his initial arrogance and was now staring intently at Li Fuyao.

Li Fuyao noticed his gaze but didn't pay it any mind. She was engrossed in looking down at the ship's railing with great interest.

Li Fuyao ignored it, but Bai Suifeng, who was standing to the side, was very unhappy about it.

He stepped forward like a dog protecting its owner, blocking Xia Jie's view completely with his body, and then bared his teeth at him provocatively.

Xia Jie met Bai Suifeng's gaze, his lips trembled for a moment but he didn't say a word. He simply turned away silently, his still somewhat swollen face, and shielded Shang Rui, who was still sobbing, and Zhou Baogui, who had a sullen face and seemed to be thinking about something.

Seeing this, Bai Suifeng snorted smugly and moved closer to Li Fuyao to wait for the Haoyue Flying Boat to land.

The Bright Moon Flying Boat was enormous, and its dazzling spiritual light made it resemble a flying star transformed from a celestial mountain at sea. Although many flying boats and magical artifacts usually shuttled back and forth in the sky above the Yanjian Sect, this was the only one that attracted so much attention.

Ye Wuxin stood at the front of the flying boat, his clothes fluttering and his hands forming hand seals. Although he had the appearance of a Taoist immortal, his slightly upturned beard had already betrayed his inner thoughts.

Sure enough, before the airship even landed, he suddenly shouted like an old man doing his morning exercise in a park:

"Old Kang, I knew you'd be waiting for me here!"

The next moment, a hearty laugh, no less loud than Ye Wuxin's, echoed from the green hills below:

"Nonsense, every time you go out, it's me who picks you up."

Upon hearing this, Li Fuyao curiously peered over and saw that as the flying boat gradually approached, the Yanjian Sect's mountain gate gradually became clearer amidst the hazy immortal mist.

Surrounded by mountains, the sect's architecture, in gold and red, is grand and magnificent. Pavilions and towers are built along the mountain slopes, arranged in a staggered and mysterious manner, covering a total of twenty-one mountain peaks of varying sizes.

Further away, the clouds and mist obscured the view, making it difficult to see clearly. For Li Fuyao and the others, the most eye-catching sight at the moment was the towering mountain gate that seemed to pierce the clouds.

The mountain gate was ancient and grand yet extremely luxurious, with mysterious runes outlined on it. It was inlaid with countless treasures amidst the dazzling light. The radiant golden roof was supported by several vermilion pillars that were as thick as twenty people could hug, towering majestically into the clouds, like a natural chasm stretching across the mountains.

Hanging in the center of the mountain gate is an enormous, ancient-looking plaque made of dark wood. The three characters "Yanjian Sect" are written with sharp strokes, as if carved by a sword. Even when the clouds and mist obscure the view, they cannot hide their sharpness.

On the mountainside beside them, which looked as if it had been cleaved by a guillotine, there was a huge couplet carved as if by a knife and axe. The first line read, "The sword points to the sky and breaks all laws," and the second line read, "The mind moves at will and gives rise to all heavens."

Judging from the style of the calligraphy, Li Fuyao guessed that it was probably written by the same person as the wooden plaque.

Below the mountain gate, a winding, blue stone staircase, several dozen feet wide, leads directly to a flat plaza paved with white stones at the foot of the mountain. On the plaza, three elders are already waiting with dozens of disciples.

As the Bright Moon Flying Boat slowly descended, the leading purple-robed elder stepped forward, leaped onto the boat, punched Ye Wuxin in the chest, and laughed loudly:

"Hahaha! You old rascal, you're finally back! Come on, let's go have a drink!"

"Old Kang, the first thing you mention when you get back is drinking. You're an elder, can't you be a little more mindful of your image?"

Despite his verbal complaints, Ye Wuxin didn't hold back and punched the purple-robed elder, urging him on in a friendly tone:

"Can't you see I have something to do? I don't have time to drink with you. You're as anxious as a monkey. Get down, get down! I need to collect my magic weapon!"

"Tch, fine, fine, you're so busy, you're so concerned about your image."

Upon hearing this, the purple-robed elder muttered a disdainful remark, then pulled out a purple jade gourd and shook it at Ye Wuxin before reluctantly following the disciples off the boat, repeatedly turning back to urge them on:

"Hurry up and get to the usual spot, or I won't leave you any of this Cold Fragrance Wine!"

"you dare!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuxin glared at him. Seeing him laughing loudly and flying away on his sword, her expression became much more anxious.

He found the disciples' slow pace in lining up to disembark slow, so he simply took to the air and used a spell to shake all the disciples off like dumplings being dropped into a pot. Then, he picked up a few disciples from the group who were all in a daze, gave them a few quick instructions, put them down, and immediately stepped on a folding fan to chase after the purple-robed elder and ran away.

"Oh dear, you greedy old man! Even if a child is resilient, you can't just drop him like that!"

Li Fuyao rubbed her bottom as she climbed off Bai Suifeng's back, and while complaining, she also pulled up her older brother, whose face was dark with anger.

She glanced around at the grumbling disciples, then grabbed Bai Suifeng's arm and headed straight for Lin Qingqing:

"Senior sister, senior sister, what are our plans?"