Wudi Egun stood atop the hill, gazing out at the majestic landscape below. The sun's warm rays danced across his face, casting a gentle glow on his serene expression. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming wildflowers, their delicate petals swaying gently in the breeze.
As he arrived at the top of the hill, where his newly constructed sect stood proudly, he heard the same mysterious voice echoing in his mind.
[Ding! Host has successfully started a new sect.]
The voice was like a soft chime, resonating within his consciousness. Wudi Egun's eyes sparkled with delight as he felt a surge of excitement coursing through his veins.
[To honor the Host for his new beginning, System shall reward the Host.]
A warm smile spread across Wudi Egun's face as he anticipated the rewards. His eyes gleamed with anticipation, like a child waiting for a precious gift.
[ Reward ; High-Rank Cultivation Technique { Sword Breath }, 10 000 Inferior-Grade Spiritual Stones, Low-Rank Martial Art Technique { Copper Skin }, Low-Rank Martial Art Technique { Rapid Fire }, Low-Rank Cultivation Technique { Earth Splitter } ]
As the rewards appeared before his mind's eye, Wudi Egun's smile broadened, and he let out a soft sigh of satisfaction. His eyes shone with excitement, reflecting the thrill of acquiring new abilities and resources to aid him on his cultivation journey.
Wudi Egun's eyes scanned the descriptions, his interest piqued with each new revelation. He sat cross-legged on the hilltop, surrounded by the serene landscape, as he delved into the intricacies of the techniques.
[Sword Breath; A High-Rank Cultivation Technique related to Sword Dao. When the practitioner cultivates Sword Breath, they can exhale Sword Qi through their breath and cause the air to be eroded by the Sword Qi.
The enemies would not even realize that they have been breathing sword energy and would eventually die from the power of the inhaled Sword Qi.]
Wudi Egun's eyes widened as he read about Sword Breath, his mind racing with the possibilities. He imagined himself standing on a battlefield, his breath imbued with the power of Sword Qi, eroding the air and decimating his enemies.
[Copper Skin; A Low-Rank Martial Art Technique that has a written method of cultivating skin into copper-like toughness.]
A hint of excitement danced across Wudi Egun's face as he read about Copper Skin. He envisioned himself with skin as tough as copper, impervious to even the most ferocious attacks.
[Rapid Fire; Low-Rank Martial Art Technique that cultivates your body into a swift and flexible body, resulting in the body becoming as fast as wind and storm, so the practitioner could launch hundreds of fists just in a single breath.]
Wudi Egun's eyes sparkled with intrigue as he read about Rapid Fire. He pictured himself moving with incredible speed, his fists flying in a flurry of attacks that would leave his enemies reeling.
[Earth Splitter; A Low-Rank Cultivation Technique that has a method to cultivate Earth Element and fearlessly open the ground so that your enemies fall into the depths of the earth.]
A low whistle escaped Wudi Egun's lips as he read about Earth Splitter. He imagined himself standing on a battlefield, the earth shattering beneath his enemies' feet as they plummeted into the depths below.
Wudi Egun's face reflected his astonishment, his eyes shining with excitement as he finished reading the descriptions. Each technique seemed more captivating than the last, and he felt as though he had stumbled upon a treasure trove of martial arts secrets.
Wudi Egun's gaze shifted from the descriptions of the techniques to the sprawling landscape before him. He decided to set aside the intriguing techniques for now and focus on the newly constructed sect, his eyes shining with pride and satisfaction.
As he walked through the sect, he took in the seven buildings that comprised the compound. The kitchen, where the aroma of freshly cooked meals wafted through the air, stood beside the dorm, where the soft murmur of voices and the occasional laughter of disciples could be heard.
The cultivation pavilion, with its delicate architecture and serene atmosphere, seemed to hum with the gentle buzz of spiritual energy. Next to it stood the library, its shelves lined with ancient tomes and dusty scrolls that whispered secrets of the past.
The training hall, with its polished wooden floors and the soft thud of footsteps, seemed to vibrate with the energy of martial arts. The treasure vault, with its sturdy doors and intricate locks, stood as a testament to the sect's growing wealth and power.
At the heart of the compound stood the main hall, its grandeur and majesty inspiring a sense of awe and reverence. The building seemed to embody the very spirit of the Sunburn Sect.
A small courtyard, nestled at the center of the buildings, boasted a delicate herbal plant, its leaves swaying gently in the breeze. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers and the soft chirping of birds.
A wooden fence, adorned with intricate carvings, surrounded the sect, protecting it from the outside world. The wooden gate, with its sturdy hinges and delicate latch, stood as the entrance to the Sunburn Sect. A wooden sign, adorned with elegant calligraphy, hung from the gate, proudly proclaiming the sect's name: [Sunburn Sect].
As Wudi Egun gazed out at the serene landscape, he felt a sense of satisfaction wash over him. To ensure the smooth operation of the Sunburn Sect, he had hired a few maids and servants, including some familiar faces from Jiao Village - the Pao Family.
Their warm smiles and gentle laughter had become a comforting presence within the sect's walls. Wudi Egun's eyes softened as he thought about Pao Ying's kindness and her family's warmth.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm orange glow over the sect, Wudi Egun's thoughts turned to the future. He hoped that his new life would remain undisturbed, that he could hold onto this fragile peace for as long as possible.
But deep down, he knew that this tranquility was fleeting. He and the others would eventually have to return to the cultivation world, immersing themselves in the violent and chaotic Realm. The thought sent a shiver down his spine, and he pushed it aside, savoring the present moment of peace.
For now, Wudi Egun just wanted to bask in the warmth of his newfound life, surrounded by the gentle rustle of leaves and the soft chirping of birds. He closed his eyes, letting the serenity of the moment wash over him, and whispered a silent prayer that this peace would last.
******
As the seasons changed, and the years flew by, Wudi Egun remained immersed in his cultivation, rarely leaving his private chamber within the main hall. The world outside seemed to fade into the background as he focused on his spiritual growth.
But on this particular day, Wudi Egun's eyes snapped open, and he emerged from his meditative state. A newfound sense of determination burned within him, and he knew it was time to leave his cultivation seclusion behind.
With a deep breath, he stood up, his movements fluid and deliberate. His eyes gleamed with a hint of excitement as he contemplated the future of his sect.
"It's time to develop the Sunburn Sect in secret," he said to himself, his voice barely above a whisper. "But first, I need to recruit disciples with talents to nurture."
Wudi Egun's thoughts turned to his system, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of mild disappointment. Unlike the systems he had read about in novels, his system seemed to be more supportive than omnipotent.
"It's not like those novels, where the system grants the protagonist invincible techniques and unlimited resources," Wudi Egun mused, a hint of wistfulness in his voice. "My system seems to be more... limited."
He thought back to his journey so far. With the system's help, he had become a Dao Expert within three years. However, if he wanted to advance further, to the Dao Master Realm, he would have to rely on his own abilities to master the Dao.
"The system won't spoon-feed me," Wudi Egun said to himself, a determined glint in his eye. "I need to take charge of my own cultivation and development."
With a newfound sense of resolve, Wudi Egun began to contemplate his next move, his mind racing with strategies and plans for the future of the Sunburn Sect.
*****
Wudi Egun's voice boomed through the air, his words carrying an unmistakable air of authority. "All members of Sunburn, gather in the main hall within an incense of time!"
The sound of his voice seemed to reverberate through every corner of the sect, reaching the ears of every disciple and elder, no matter how far they were. The words seemed to carry a subtle energy, imbuing them with a sense of urgency and importance.
Without hesitation, the disciples and elders of the Sunburn Sect sprang into action. They hastily set aside their tasks and duties, their faces filled with curiosity and anticipation.
With swift footsteps, they made their way to the main hall, their movements orchestrated by a sense of discipline and unity.
The air was filled with the soft rustle of robes and the muted hum of conversation as they gathered, their eyes fixed on the main hall, where Wudi Egun awaited their arrival.
The main hall was filled with an air of anticipation as the elders and disciples of the Sunburn Sect took their respective seats. The soft creaking of wooden chairs and the gentle rustling of robes were the only sounds that broke the silence.
Elder Long, Elder Mu, Elder Yuan, Elder Xiang, and Elder Zi sat with dignified expressions, their eyes fixed on Wudi Egun. The ten disciples, arranged according to their seniority, sat with varying expressions, ranging from curiosity to apprehension.
Wudi Egun's gaze swept across the room, his eyes lingering on each face before he began to speak. "Everyone, today marks the third year of our sect's establishment in this land."
The room nodded in unison, the soft murmur of acknowledgement filling the air.
Wudi Egun's expression turned solemn, his voice taking on a more serious tone. "Until now, we have been ignoring the outside world's affairs, but after all these years, we still need to recruit disciples and experts to strengthen our sect."
The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the wind outside. Wudi Egun's words hung in the air, weighing heavily on the minds of the elders and disciples.
"Hence, I have decided to send three disciples down the mountain to recruit new disciples for the sect," Wudi Egun announced, his eyes scanning the room for reactions.
The room remained silent, the elders and disciples lost in thought. They knew that Wudi Egun's decision was inevitable, but the prospect of re-entering the outside world, with all its dangers and uncertainties, was daunting.
No one spoke, silently agreeing with Wudi Egun's decision. The weight of their secluded life, forgotten in the stillness of the mountains, now pressed upon them, reminding them that they were, indeed, a sect, and that their survival depended on their ability to adapt and grow.
Wudi Egun's calm and gentle demeanor belied the weight of his words as he addressed the three young disciples. His voice, like a soft breeze on a summer day, carried an unmistakable air of authority, leaving no doubt as to who held the reins of power within the Sunburn Sect.
"Younger brother Jiang, Guan, and Jian, you three shall descend down from the mountain and complete the mission of recruiting disciples," Wudi Egun said, his eyes sparkling with a hint of excitement.
The three disciples, Jiang Hao, Guan Yonghai, and Jian Tiansheng, stood up from their seats, their faces set with determination. They cupped their fists together and bowed, their voices filled with conviction. "Sect Master, we shall follow your order."
The soft rustle of their robes and the creaking of the wooden floorboards beneath their feet were the only sounds that broke the silence as they bowed. The air was thick with anticipation, the weight of Wudi Egun's words hanging heavy over the assembly.
Wudi Egun's eyes, still and gentle, silently accepted their determination. He turned to gaze at the elders, his expression unwavering. The soft glow of the lanterns cast a warm light upon his face, illuminating the sharp planes and angles of his features.
"As for elders, you all will, from now on, personally be teaching these young disciples remaining in the sect," Wudi Egun said, his voice low and even. The words seemed to carry a subtle energy, imbuing them with a sense of importance and urgency.
The elders and the seven disciples who remained were surprised by Wudi Egun's sudden
announcement, their faces reflecting their astonishment. They didn't voice their opinions, however, knowing better than to question the Sect Master's decisions.
The room fell silent, the only sound the soft hum of the wind outside. Wudi Egun's voice, though unhurried, was full of commanding spirit, leaving no room for doubt or disobedience.
"I want to see the result of their hard work within this year," Wudi Egun said, his eyes glinting with a hint of expectation. "They have already stagnated in the Dao Apprentice Realm for more than ten years; I want them to at least advance to the peak-Dao Apprentice Realm."
In the world of cultivation, the Dao Apprentice Realm was the initial stage of a cultivator's journey. It was divided into three sub-stages: Early-Dao Apprentice Realm, Mid-Dao Apprentice Realm, and peak-Dao Apprentice Realm.
The Early-Dao Apprentice Realm marked the beginning of a cultivator's journey, where they had just embarked on the path of cultivation. It was a stage of discovery, where cultivators learned the fundamentals of cultivation and began to develop their skills.
As cultivators progressed, they would enter the Mid-Dao Apprentice Realm, a stage where they had already gained a certain level of proficiency in their cultivation. At this stage, cultivators would begin to refine their techniques, deepen their understanding of the Dao, and develop their unique strengths.
Finally, the peak-Dao Apprentice Realm represented the pinnacle of the Dao Apprentice Realm. Cultivators who reached this stage had achieved a high level of mastery over their cultivation techniques and had developed a deep understanding of the Dao. They were on the cusp of breaking through to the next realm, the Dao Veteran Realm.
Wudi Egun's expectation was clear: he wanted the disciples to advance to the peak-Dao Apprentice Realm, a stage where they would be on the verge of a major breakthrough in their cultivation journey.
The room remained silent, the weight of Wudi Egun's expectations settling upon the elders and disciples like a physical force. They knew that advancing to the peak-Dao Apprentice Realm would require immense dedication and hard work, but they also knew that they had no choice but to comply with the Sect Master's wishes.