PDLP Chapter 17 Sect Benefits
Chapter 17 Sect Benefits
Sun Minglong is an inner disciple of the Golden Sword Peak of the Sword Sect. He has a certain reputation within the sect and has long been one of the most popular candidates for a true disciple.
Jin Jianfeng also treated outsiders with the image of a gentle senior brother, and his reputation was quite good.
Everything was ruined when Lin Chao arrived.
His spot as a true disciple was taken away, his reputation gradually deteriorated, and everyone hated him. Having lost everything, he wanted Lin Chao dead. He tried to kill Lin Chao in the battle of geniuses, but was killed instead.
I thought it was all over, but I never expected there would be a chance to start over.
"Hehehe, heaven is on our side!"
Having experienced so much, even though he was incredibly excited, Sun Minglong forced himself to calm down.
"According to the schedule, today is the day Lin Chao enters the sect. The Sword Sect has very strict rules, so we cannot openly target him."
Even though he hated the Sword Sect in his previous life, he had to admit that the Sword Sect did indeed have the demeanor of a righteous sect.
If he openly targets his fellow disciples, he will inevitably be the one who suffers.
If it was the same in the past life, it will probably be the same in this life as well.
"Besides that, there are certain opportunities that must be seized. Without those opportunities, Lin Chao's growth will be much slower. These all require careful planning..."
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Riding on the auspicious clouds, Lin Yuan and the other two passed through the formation and entered Qingyu Mountain completely.
To outsiders, Qingyu Mountain appears to be just an ordinary mountain range, but within its depths, clouds and mist swirl, lush and verdant, stretching to the horizon. Pavilions and towers appear and disappear amidst the misty clouds, resembling a fairyland or a heavenly palace.
Standing atop the auspicious cloud, Lin Yuan felt a gentle breeze on his face, carrying the freshness of the forest. The auspicious cloud was not moving very fast.
However, if you look at the surrounding things, you will find that these things are rushing past you, and before you know it, you are in front of a huge mountain.
Qingyun slowly descended and landed on a ground paved with bluestone slabs. Directly in front of the ground was a palace.
Inside the palace, many young disciples were coming and going.
These disciples are of varying ages, with the youngest possibly being only around ten years old.
Clearly, these disciples joined the Sword Sect through normal channels.
They looked at Lin Yuan and the other two with great curiosity in their eyes.
"Let's go. I'll take you to register first. Only after you get your own identity card can you receive monthly resources, accept missions, and obtain a series of other permissions." Chen Changming led the way.
Lin Yuan and his two companions, unfamiliar with the Sword Sect, could only cautiously follow behind.
The disciples along the way were all greeting Chen Changming.
"Elder Chen, good afternoon!"
"Grandpa, you're back!"
"Grandpa Chen, do you have a class tomorrow?"
These titles surprised Lin Yuan.
The elder did not have the imposing presence I had imagined.
Chen Changming seemed to know their doubts, so he said, "Many of these disciples left their homes before they were ten years old and came to the Sword Sect. They spend a lot of time in the sect. Some of the disciples and I took care of them and raised them. So we got along relatively casually."
"Otherwise, if someone is too young and faces overly serious people, they might develop psychological problems, which would be detrimental to their spiritual practice. Therefore, apart from the necessary rules, my requirements are not strict."
"You can also relax a bit and not be so tense. Just treat me like an elder, just like them."
That being said, the three who had just joined the sect obviously couldn't be so casual.
Before long, the three entered the hall.
The palace, while not exactly opulent, still possessed an extraordinary air about it.
Chen Changming led the three of them to a gold-threaded wooden table.
On the other side of the wooden table was a middle-aged man who looked to be around thirty years old.
Upon seeing the person, the middle-aged man immediately stood up: "Elder Chen!"
"Wu Qi, register these three. These two are inner disciples." Chen Changming first pointed to Lin Yuan and Lin Chao, then pointed to Wang Qiudao, "This one is an outer disciple."
"Yes, Elder." Wu Qi nodded immediately, then looked at Lin Yuan first, "You go first, can you write?"
Lin Yuan nodded: "Yes!"
"Then fill in your information on this paper." Wu Qi took out a piece of white paper, the color of which was warm and looked quite special.
Without wasting any words, Lin Yuan began filling in his information.
The information above was not much, very basic, just name, age, cultivation level, etc., and it was filled out quickly.
After filling in the information, Wu Qi took the paper back, then took out a white token about the size of a palm, and pasted the paper with Lin Yuan's information on it. Instantly, the paper turned into a stream of light and entered the token.
The token emitted a burst of white light and quickly disappeared.
"Hold up one of your fingers!" Wu Qi said to Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan subconsciously extended his index finger.
Before he could react, a silver light flashed, and his index finger was cut with a small gash. On the other side, Wu Qi calmly put away the knife in his hand and then placed the token on the table in front of him.
"Don't just stand there, drip your blood on the token. Do you want to get stabbed again?" Wu Qi raised his voice.
Lin Yuan didn't dare to delay, and before the wound had healed, he dripped blood onto it.
The blood dripped onto the token and instantly merged into it, causing the token to emit an even more dazzling light. He then felt a subtle connection between himself and the pendulum.
Wu Qi's voice continued: "All three of you should listen, so I don't have to say it again later. This identity token can not only prove that you are disciples of the Sword Sect, but it can also be used as a Sumeru Mustard Seed."
"Outer disciples are represented by five squares of gray jade token space, inner disciples by ten squares of white jade token space, and true disciples by twenty squares of purple jade token space."
"For example, your inner disciple's white jade token contains three sets of disciple's everyday clothes, which are magical artifacts that can be adjusted in size and are theoretically able to withstand attacks at the third level of the embryonic breathing stage and below; and a precious sword. It is best to keep this sword safe and do not need to be changed before gathering qi. If it were placed outside, many people would fight tooth and nail for it."
"Both are issued in a one-time event. If you want to obtain them in the future, you can only do so by exchanging sect contribution points."
"In addition, there are your basic resources for this month as an inner disciple. Those below the third level of the Fetal Breathing stage will receive two bottles of Spirit Replenishing Pills, one bottle of Bone Strengthening Pills, and one bottle of Qi and Blood Pills each month. You can collect them at the Resource Hall at any time by bringing your identity token."
"Outer disciples' Gray Jade Tokens do not include a sword. Their basic monthly resources consist of only one bottle of Spirit Replenishing Pill and one bottle of Bone Strengthening Pill. If they successfully advance to the inner sect, the sword will be provided."
"Alright, next!"
Lin Yuan subconsciously picked up the white jade token and stepped aside.
He was actually a little confused.
This is such great treatment!
He fought tooth and nail, killing a cultivator at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage, before obtaining three bottles of Spirit Replenishing Pills.
Sword Sect inner disciples receive two bottles of basic resources every month.
Even outer disciples receive one bottle per month.
The Lin family is even more stingy; it's already a favor if they don't take your resources.
It is said that only when one reaches the fourth level of fetal breathing will a small amount of resources be distributed.
Only after leaving the Lin family's house did I realize that it wasn't raining outside.
(I originally wanted to write about a traditional, scheming sect, but after thinking about it, I realized I might not be good at it. So I'll write about the righteous sect in my mind instead, just to continue the style, haha, it's just not as strong.)