"Morning, Brother Sun. Have you eaten breakfast yet?"
Sun Yigao nodded.
"Morning, Sect Master. I have eaten."
Lin Xiao waved his hand grandly and said,
"Let's go! We're heading up the mountain! We'll talk on the way!"
Thus, on the way up the mountain, Lin Xiao introduced the current situation of the sect to Sun Yigao.
Then, he brought up the fact that they needed to set aside two shichen today to dig mud.
Sun Yigao immediately stated that he would also join everyone in digging mud.
Lin Xiao rubbed his nose and said,
"Brother Sun, to tell you the truth, there is actually something our sect needs you for much more than digging mud."
"Please feel free to speak, Sect Master."
Lin Xiao said directly,
"Actually, right now in our sect, everyone besides me, and you of course, is illiterate."
Hearing this, Sun Yigao smiled gently and said,
"I see. Please rest assured, Sect Master. I wouldn't dare call myself a proper teacher, but simply teaching everyone how to read and understand the general meanings of words is something I can barely manage."
Lin Xiao naturally knew that his saying he could barely manage was just him being modest.
This was a genuine scholar who had properly studied for ten years in ancient times!
He would definitely be much better at teaching than himself.
Sun Yigao smiled again and added,
"Of course, I will still participate in the sect's mud-digging work."
Lin Xiao did not refuse.
After all, it was a group activity. Participating together would help enhance the bonds between fellow disciples and strengthen the sect's cohesion, wouldn't it?
Arriving halfway up the mountain, Sun Yigao looked at the simple yet sturdy thatched shed, the miles of peach blossom trees with their fragrance drifting in the wind, and the spirit fields sprouting new shoots. He felt that this place was extremely pleasant.
Then he looked next to the thatched shed at a half-meter-tall stone tablet, upon which the three characters for Lingxian Sect were written in a crooked scrawl.
Sun Yigao hesitated a bit before asking,
"Sect Master... do you need me to rewrite the characters for our sect...?"
Lin Xiao thought to himself, as expected, a scholar's focus is completely different from Tietou and the others.
"No need. This, actually, well... these characters, once our sect's main hall is built in the future, they might change."
"Change?" Sun Yigao was somewhat puzzled and didn't quite understand.
Lin Xiao explained,
"Right. You see, the characters on this stone tablet will become more and more beautiful as our sect's main hall becomes grander."
Sun Yigao couldn't help but reveal a look of fascination. A sense of awe welled up in his heart as he sighed in admiration,
"Truly the methods of immortals!"
Afterward, the two of them entered the thatched shed.
Lin Xiao thought for a moment and took out two books from his private storage.
They were the Taoyuan Wankong Art and the simplified version of the Taoyuan Wankong Art.
He handed both cultivation manuals to Sun Yigao and said,
"This is our sect's current core cultivation method, the Taoyuan Wankong Art. There is an original version and a simplified version. I created the simplified version back then so that people like Fuzi who can't read could understand the method a bit more easily. See if you want to use the original version or this simplified one."
Sun Yigao took the two manuals and flipped through both of them.
He then kept the original version and returned the simplified one to Lin Xiao, saying,
"I will use the original version."
Lin Xiao put away the simplified version.
"Alright, take a look first and see if you can cultivate it. If there's anything you don't understand, come ask me. I'm going to check on the spirit fields first."
"Okay." Since he had already joined the Lingxian Sect, Sun Yigao didn't plan on being overly polite with Lin Xiao.
From now on, he was also a part of this small sect!
Seeing Sun Yigao begin to seriously study the Taoyuan Wankong Art, Lin Xiao turned and left the thatched shed.
He saw that Lin Yun, whom he had left behind earlier, had finally come up the mountain.
He also knew that Lin Xiao had done so to receive the newly admitted Scholar Sun, so he only gave him a slight glare before entering the thatched shed to cultivate.
Watching Lin Yun's back, Lin Xiao sensed the Qi around his body.
It seemed like his brother was about to successfully draw Qi into his body.
Speaking of which, back before he turned on the idle mode, he felt that it would have taken him at least several days to successfully draw Qi into his body.
And he had the aptitude of a dragon among men.
Yet now, in just a few days, Fuzi, who had average aptitude, had already successfully crossed the threshold of drawing Qi into his body and entered the first layer of Qi Refining.
Now, in just two short days, Lin Yun, whose aptitude was outstanding, was also about to successfully draw Qi into his body. It would probably happen today.
Lin Xiao stroked his chin.
Could it be related to the beginner Spirit Gathering Array rewarded by the system?
It seemed that Fuzi's cultivation speed had increased right after they got this beginner Spirit Gathering Array.
In many cultivation novels he had read before, just the Qi Refining stage alone could take an eternity to cultivate.
Perhaps it also had something to do with the cultivation method? Maybe an A-grade method was already a very formidable existence?
But it seemed that this beginner Spirit Gathering Array was very useful!
Just the beginner level had such an effect.
Then wouldn't the intermediate and advanced Spirit Gathering Arrays be even stronger? Lin Xiao felt somewhat expectant.
He wondered if the cultivation room could further increase everyone's cultivation speed?
Thinking of this, Lin Xiao felt a sense of urgency.
He had to build the cultivation room as soon as possible!
Just as Lin Xiao was sitting under the peach blossom tree pondering the sect's grand plans, Tietou, Fuzi, and the other two arrived.
Seeing Lin Xiao under the tree, the four enthusiastically greeted him, and then they were dazzled by Lin Xiao's bright white teeth.
Once they learned the origin of these teeth, and Lin Xiao stated that everyone had to cultivate on their own to clean their teeth, the four couldn't wait to dive into the thatched shed and begin cultivating.
Around ten o'clock, Lin Xiao called out to everyone and they set off toward the upper reaches of the mountain stream.
Time to start digging mud!
In the upper reaches of the mountain stream, there was an abundance of red clay, large swaths of it everywhere.
Knowing they were digging mud today, everyone had brought shovels, except for Sun Yigao.
Lin Xiao had brought two, so he conveniently gave one to Sun Yigao.
The seven of them enthusiastically began their great mud-digging endeavor.
It was currently only early spring, but digging mud was physical labor, and the soil here was mixed with many large and small stones.
Therefore, their progress wasn't very fast.
By the time the sun was high in the sky, the group had only dug about twenty baskets' worth.
A large portion of this was contributed by Lin Xiao, a person at the third layer of Qi Refining, and Jiang Youfu, a person at the first layer of Qi Refining.
For no other reason than the two of them having great strength.
Seeing that it was getting late in the day, Lin Xiao called for a stop.
Because carrying all this mud back later would also take a lot of time and effort.
Everyone packed the mud basket by basket and was just getting ready to start carrying them.
Lin Xiao suddenly slapped his forehead!
Holy crap! How could he have forgotten about his own private storage!
He could completely just store the mud directly into his private storage, and then take it out to use once they returned to the sect!
Why did they need everyone to bitterly move it little by little like the Foolish Old Man moving the mountain!
So Lin Xiao hurriedly told everyone to put down the baskets on their backs.
Qin Jianghe had a confused look on his face.
"Brother Xiao, what's wrong? Are we not moving this mud back?"
Lin Xiao waved his hand and said,
"No, no, I suddenly remembered something. We don't need to go through all this trouble!"
"What is it?"
Everyone looked at him with great anticipation.

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end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”