The Seven Disciples of Qingyun Sect looked at each other in dismay. Carry forward the sect?
Qingyunzi glared at the third disciple fiercely. If it hadn't been for this guy's laziness, there wouldn't have been this mishap this time.
Why reform?
Anyway, they could maintain the status quo. When they passed away in the future and only Zhang Yang was left, he could do whatever he wanted with the reform. At that time, they wouldn't be bothered.
But now, all the burdens were on their shoulders!
Zhang Yang walked up to Qingyunzi in high spirits and stared at him. "Master, I know you have a firm heart in seeking the Tao, and ascending to the Immortal Realm has always been your goal.
Even if you put aside all the affairs of the sect, you've only reached the Yuan Ying Realm after all these years.
Why?
Because even though you're extremely talented and have a firm heart in seeking the Tao, you don't have enough resources for cultivation.
If you had enough spirit stones and spirit pills to take, you might have already reached the Harmonization Realm by now, right?
Suppose after the reform, there are sufficient spirit pills and spirit stones for you to cultivate, and other cultivation resources keep flowing in. Would you still be willing to reform then?"
Qingyunzi's heart, which had been calm for many years, couldn't help but stir a little, but he didn't say anything.
He had lived for hundreds of years. How could he easily break his past life?
Zhang Yang turned his head and looked at the man in the green robe sitting at the first position on the right. He asked, "Uncle Lingyun, you're a sword cultivator. For sword cultivators, practicing swordsmanship is the most important thing. Usually, you cherish your flying sword so much that you almost treat it like your wife. However, in recent years, your 'second mistress' has had a really hard time. She couldn't get any rare treasures at all and lived a plain life. Don't you feel heartbroken?"
The man in the green robe rubbed his fingers and remained expressionless.
"Third Uncle, wouldn't you like to have a continuous supply of spirit herbs for you to make pills?" Zhang Yang smiled and looked at the third uncle.
The third uncle grinned. He practiced the art of alchemy and was obsessed with making pills... Otherwise, he wouldn't have let Zhang Yang open the mountain gate this time.
"Fourth Aunt, I've heard that there's a kind of beauty-preserving pill. Taking it can keep you young forever. However, the price of this beauty-preserving pill is extremely high. One pill costs more than a hundred thousand spirit stones." Zhang Yang looked at the woman in the green dress and shook his head with a sigh.
The woman in the green dress let out a sigh and looked at Qingyunzi with a sad expression.
Qingyunzi's eyebrows twitched constantly. Qingyun Sect was so poor. How could it afford to buy the beauty-preserving pill that cost more than a hundred thousand spirit stones?
He glared at Zhang Yang angrily. He should have known better than to take this kid as his disciple back then.
Zhang Yang walked up to the man in black, slapped the table and asked, "Fifth Uncle, you've been using the grass paper that's even too hard to be used for wiping buttocks to draw talismans all day long. Don't you feel sorry for your talisman pen that's at the spirit weapon level?"
From his actions, it was obvious that he was used to being casual with the fifth uncle.
The fifth uncle chuckled and stretched out his hand towards Zhang Yang. "Then why don't you give me something better? You're really talking without thinking. The worst talisman paper in Qingyun Market costs a hundred spirit stones a piece. How many pieces of grass paper do I have to draw on to be able to afford one piece of the worst talisman paper?"
Even drawing talismans on grass paper had some effect for ordinary people.
However, it could only earn a little money.
Zhang Yang shook his head. He knew that the fifth uncle was in charge of making money. With so many people relying on just one person to make money, it was no wonder the sect was so poor!
"So, that's why we need reform!" Zhang Yang nodded heavily. His eyes swept over the last two people and finally returned to Qingyunzi. "Master, the problems of Qingyun Sect are urgent. Reform is inevitable."
The others all looked at Qingyunzi.
Qingyunzi stroked his chin and didn't say anything. He neither denied nor agreed.
Zhang Yang was filled with grief and indignation. "Master, if you finally succeed in cultivating and ascend to the Immortal Realm and meet the ancestors in the Immortal Realm, what will you tell them when they ask you about the current situation of Qingyun Sect? Will you tell them that we're so poor that we can't even recruit disciples? The Qingyun Sect that has been passed down for thousands of years will end up with only a few people left?
Can you say that?
Even if you don't ascend to the Immortal Realm and die of old age in the end, when you meet those ancestors who didn't ascend in the Underworld, what are you going to tell them?
As the current sect leader, you should bear the greatest responsibility for the situation of Qingyun Sect.
Now that I'm willing to replace you and save Qingyun Sect through reform, you still don't agree?"
Zhang Yang stood on the moral high ground and lectured his master.
Because he was also forced to do so.
He practiced Qi all day long, but his cultivation progress was as slow as a turtle crawling. The more he practiced, the angrier he got.
At this rate, even if he practiced for another few hundred years, he probably wouldn't achieve anything. He would die of old age before that.
What's more important was that the several elders of Qingyunzi clearly intended to let Zhang Yang be the next sect leader.
When these old guys ascended or passed away, there would only be one person left in the whole Qingyun Sect... Zhang Yang shuddered at the thought of that desolate scene.
By that time, he could have the final say in the reform. But was it okay to waste these hundreds of years like this?
Another situation was that these old guys had great skills. It would be a pity if they didn't contribute to the reform.
The other several fellow disciples were a bit surprised to see Qingyunzi being lectured by Zhang Yang. They were all observing Qingyunzi's expression.
They knew best what kind of abilities the sect leader, their senior brother, had. If he got angry, they wouldn't be able to handle it.
Although Qingyunzi's face was expressionless, judging from his clenched fists with bulging veins, one could tell what was going on in his heart.
He was cursing in his heart: This brat! If it hadn't been for my whim back then, why would I have taken him up the mountain?
I've taken in a troublemaker!
After a long while, Qingyunzi finally squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "This reform..."
Zhang Yang waved his hand decisively. "Master, you don't have to worry about anything. Just go into seclusion. When you come out of seclusion next time, you'll be able to see the results."
"Humph, okay, then I'll go into seclusion for a year!" Qingyunzi gritted his teeth. "If I don't see any results after a year, just wait and see how I'll deal with you!"
Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. "A year? Master, you'll know the results of the reform in half a year!"
"I'll go into seclusion for half a year!" Qingyunzi turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait!" Zhang Yang called out hurriedly.
"What now?" Qingyunzi glared at Zhang Yang and asked angrily.
Zhang Yang smiled and stretched out his hand towards Qingyunzi. "Master, for the success of the reform, please give me the sect leader's token! I need the greatest authority of Qingyun Sect!"
Although Qingyun Sect was poor, it still had some heritage.
To access this heritage, the sect leader's token was required.
Qingyunzi snorted coldly, casually threw over a token, and then disappeared in a flash.
He directly gave the sect leader's token to Zhang Yang.
The others looked at each other in surprise. Was this an early passing on of the position?
Zhang Yang wasn't intimidated either. He calmly put the token away and smiled at the woman in white sitting at the last position. "Seventh Aunt, I'd like to take a look at the income and expenditure situation of Qingyun Sect."
The account books of Qingyun Sect were kept by the seventh aunt. Usually, she was in charge of the accounts.
The seventh aunt laughed and threw several account books to Zhang Yang as if she were throwing away a hot potato. "Here you are. I don't want to take care of this lousy thing anymore. I can't even dig out a few spirit stones from it, and it always makes everyone complain!"
At this moment, there was a commotion outside the main hall of the sect.
The few of them were stunned for a moment. After all, Qingyun Sect had been so quiet for a long time that they were a bit unaccustomed to suddenly having people coming.
Then they realized that these should be the newly recruited disciples who had run from the mountain gate to the main hall.
"You recruited them, you deal with it!"
The six of them said in unison, threw a sentence to Zhang Yang, and quickly floated away.
Zhang Yang walked out of the main hall of the sect. Looking at the several people who had already arrived at the square first, a strange smile appeared on his face. "Ten years! I've been waiting for a whole ten years! Finally, I'm really going to start my great cause of cultivating immortality!
Living in the open and meditating to practice Qi, is that called cultivating immortality?
That's just the life of a savage!
I'll teach you how it should be done to cultivate immortality!"