CHAPTER 137: CHAPTER 137: EARTH-SHATTERING TRANSFORMATION

"How did you accomplish this?"

She probed with her divine thought and instantly saw the corpses of Venerable Mirror Origin and Venerable Mirror Ring.

These two had been the culprits behind the invasion of the Witch Division back then, a memory she couldn’t forget.

Over the years, she would occasionally relive those gruesome scenes in her dreams.

Among the dead were also those top core figures.

She would recognize them even if they were turned to ashes.

These people had almost become her nightmare, and now, every single one of them was dead.

Even Supreme Elder Venerable Yuqu was no exception.

Jiang Cheng shrugged, "With power."

Lan Ti really wanted to say, "Just you?"

Anyone ascending to Saint could handle it.

Yet, the facts laid before her were undeniable, more convincing than anything.

Could other external forces have exterminated Silence Sacred Land, and Jiang Cheng picked up the fruits?

No, that’s impossible.

The battle was confined to the vicinity of the main hall and barely looked like it was ravaged by a large group.

Moreover, why would external forces leave the place intact waiting for them to come?

She refrained from asking Jiang Cheng about his methods further.

She just slowly walked up to him.

In Brother Cheng’s bewildering gaze, she opened her arms and tightly embraced him.

"Thank you!"

Holding soft jade in his embrace, it would be a lie to say he wasn’t intoxicated.

Feeling the tremble of the beauty in his arms, he noticed his shoulder was wet.

His flirtatious thoughts hence vanished.

Gently patting Lan Ti’s back, he sighed.

For the first time, he felt that aside from showing off, he had done a good deed.

But soon he became annoyed again.

Given all this, the system hadn’t even made a ding—a sign that Lan Ti still isn’t his?

Isn’t this too ridiculous?

Could it possibly be that she’s still acting now?

If so, Brother Cheng would willingly call her the strongest actress in history.

"Hey, how should these bodies be handled? Buried for peace?"

In the past, he’d leave after destroying a sect; now he truly lacked experience as he intended to make this place a base.

Lan Ti wiped her reddened eyes and separated from him.

"Leave it to me," she said.

Her gaze turned cold as she spoke.

The corpses and remains scattered around swiftly gathered under her command, then purple flames shoot to the sky, grinding bones and scattering ashes...

Damn, so ruthless?

Brother Cheng didn’t mind; if this woman was a saint, it would truly be a headache.

After the cleanup, he found his daughter missing again.

Soon, the concentration of spiritual qi here soared rapidly.

Perhaps she had suffered for too long in the Forbidden Land back then, this girl couldn’t move at all when seeing a Spirit Vein now.

But this was good, as her presence quickly elevated the Spirit Vein in the secret realm to a Tier Eight degree.

In the Lower Realm, this was almost unheard of in terms of Spirit Vein tiers.

Most Sacred Lands had Tier Six Spirit Veins, with only a few top Sacred Lands having a Saint Tier guardians, reaching Tier Seven.

With the formation of a Tier Eight Spirit Vein, changes occurred across the secret realm.

The sprawling vegetation mutated into spirit medicine, and the planted Tier Seven and Tier Eight spirit medicine began transforming towards Tier Nine or even higher levels.

The main peaks seemed to come alive, expanding vigorously.

Becoming increasingly towering and majestic, the scenery was vast and varied.

Some low-tier spirit beasts started to ascend as the surge of spiritual qi pushed them to break through.

Mo Chen couldn’t help but marvel, "Although there isn’t Immortal Yuan Qi, the cultivation here could nearly match some barren areas of the Immortal Realm."

Is the Immortal Realm really that awesome?

Even barren places have this level?

No wonder all cultivators in the Lower Realm are eager to rise up.

Suddenly, he recalled something; having changed the sect, he must let the disciples out to familiarize themselves.

He quickly released everyone from the Xuanji Map.

Upon releasing them, his points began to soar rapidly.

It surged a full 363 million before stopping.

Over 3 billion, even Brother Cheng, who had prepared himself mentally, was shocked.

This way of nurturing disciples to earn points was way faster than annihilating sects!

Compared to that, enhancing talent and the consumption of spirit stone elixirs were insignificant.

"Sect Leader!"

"Sect Leader, you’ve finally remembered us!"

"Boo hoo, I was going crazy inside, practicing every day."

As they were released, some clung to him, refusing to let go, and others had tearful eyes.

Ji Linghan, Lin Ning, and the other ladies had a deep resentment, seemingly blaming him for being away so long this time.

Jiang Cheng felt a bit embarrassed yet also gratified.

The disciples were still their old selves, but every realm had changed drastically.

Ji Linghan and Lin Ning had both reached Daoist Palace Ninth Layer!

As for other disciples, 55 were between Daoist Palace First, Second, and Third Layer.

The rest were at Celestial Fate Ninth Layer, evidently stuck at this bottleneck for a while.

This progress was truly astonishing, but upon reflection, it made sense.

Their minimum talent was Fourth-class, comparable to Mo Chen’s First-class Immortal talent.

No inferior to some Saint Heirs of major Sacred Lands.

Before entering, Mo Chen had guided them in cultivation techniques.

Inside, the longest stay had been 1500 years, while the shortest was 1000 years.

Coupled with ample pills and spirit stones, slow cultivation would be unreasonable.

This logic held, yet even Mo Chen, who understood the circumstances, felt it was a bit excessive.

Only several months had passed outside!

Such cultivation left the original inhabitants of the Immortal Realm behind in dust.

If even he thought this, much more did the uninformed Lan Ti.

She once disguised as a palace maid and had been to Feixian Sect, seeing these disciples.

At that time, the highest among them were merely at Spirit Platform Realm.

The rest were mostly at Gathering Yuan Realm.

If not for Jiang Cheng and the Three-Eyed Tiger, it would practically be an insignificant small sect.

Yet now over half a year had passed...

Most of them now stood at the same level as her.

Everyone was at the Daoist Palace Realm, especially with two even higher than her by one layer.

She almost suspected that the entire batch had been replaced.

"What’s exactly happening here?"

"How did they cultivate?"

With her resentment just avenged, she was feeling joyous.

But now, she couldn’t be happy anymore.

Seeing her shattered expression, Jiang Cheng felt greatly pleased.

Now she knew the benefits of becoming one of Brother Cheng’s people!

He gestured to Mo Chen for an explanation.

Meanwhile, Ji Linghan, Lin Ning, and other ladies were both curious and wary.

This unfamiliar woman was breathtakingly beautiful; where did the Sect Leader charm her from?

During the time in the Xuanji Map, what happened?

Who is she?

At last, other disciples noticed something was amiss.

This seemed unlike Feixian Sect.

"Why is the spiritual qi concentration here so high?"

"Did Ah Huang girl ascend again?"

"No, this isn’t Feixian Mountain!"

"It’s too vast!"

Now mostly at Daoist Palace Realm, their divine thought could reach far.

A thought stretched for thousands of miles, yet they still couldn’t see the boundary of the sect.

"Where have we arrived?"

"Could this be the Immortal Realm?"

"Oh my, compared to here, the previous Feixian Mountain was just a thatched hut!"

"Sect Leader, what’s going on?"

Faced with their questions, Brother Cheng’s lips curled slightly.

"Nothing much, just exterminated a Sacred Land and did some trivial things."