Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1497: Annihilating the Dragon Race, Yunjing Returns to the Sect

Yue Wuya sighed softly, his gaze still fixed on the majestic peaks in the distance: “This change in identity does indeed require some time to adjust to.”

“Hahaha! Brother Yue, you’re overthinking it!”

Li Yunjing laughed heartily, “With your cultivation realm, becoming a Supreme Elder in the ‘Shenxiao Dao Sect’ makes you one of us.”

“Besides, our Sect Leader Venerable has never been one for rigid conventions.”

He leaned in a step closer, lowering his voice, “Look at me, didn’t I rise from an Outer Disciple to where I am now? In this ‘Shenxiao Dao Sect’, as long as you’re loyal to the sect and strong, that’s what truly matters!”

Ming Lingchuan heard these words, the corners of his mouth lifting imperceptibly, but he didn’t speak.

“Fellow Daoist Li sure knows how to reassure people.”

Yue Wuya’s expression softened a bit, shaking his head with a smile.

“How is this reassurance?”

Li Yunjing spoke seriously, “There’s no need to mention the East Sea, no one saw it! But in the South Sea, your prowess, Brother Yue, displayed in several great battles, was witnessed by many.”

He hadn’t finished his words when the battleship was slowly descending onto the main peak’s plaza.

The awaiting sect disciples all called out in unison: “Welcome back, Sect Leader!”

“See, you’ll know soon that I’m not wrong.”

Li Yunjing winked at Yue Wuya.

“From today on, Yue Wuya is appointed as the new Supreme Elder of our ‘Shenxiao Dao Sect’, enjoying the sect’s highest tributes.”

Indeed, Ming Lingchuan turned to the crowd and announced: “Additionally, within the ‘Shenxiao Mountain Range’, a new peak shall be established, named: ‘Wuya Peak’!”

The plaza instantly buzzed with chatter.

It should be known that the position of Supreme Elder in the Shenxiao Dao Sect was already incredibly prestigious, yet now to grant this unfamiliar Supreme Elder a new peak, this was an exceptional honor!

This Yue Wuya, as a Supreme Elder, directly became the master of a peak in the “Shenxiao Dao Sect”!

Yue Wuya stood stunned, evidently not expecting Ming Lingchuan to announce this publicly.

“What are you standing around for?”

Li Yunjing gave him a push and laughed, “Quick, thank the Sect Leader Venerable!”

“Thank you, Sect Leader Venerable!”

Only then did Yue Wuya regain his senses and solemnly salute Ming Lingchuan.

When he straightened up, the apprehension in his eyes had vanished, replaced by determination and composure.

“No need to be so formal!”

Ming Lingchuan chuckled, making a gesture of courtesy, “Once you find a suitable place in the ‘Shenxiao Mountain Range’ to establish your peak, I’ll arrange a celebration and introduce you to the sect’s Supreme Elders.”

“Thank you!”

Yue Wuya replied happily.

Neither Ming Lingchuan nor Li Yunjing deceived him; all their promises were being fulfilled, which completely put Yue Wuya at ease.

The crowd exchanged pleasantries in the plaza for a while before departing.

As for Yue Wuya, naturally, sect members took charge of arrangements, so there was no need for Li Yunjing to worry.

He hadn’t returned for nine years, so he naturally had no mind to deal with trivial matters, only thinking about going home for a rest.

Li Yunjing stepped onto a flying sword, transforming into a streak of light across the sky, flying towards the familiar “Seven Stars Peak.”

From afar, the mountain shrouded in clouds still stood tall and majestic, just as it did nine years ago, with the “Seven Star Palace” atop still emanating a faint glow.

“Qiuwu Manor, I’m back!”

There were no barriers, and he smoothly entered the “Seven Star Palace,” landing on the green stone platform before the manor, discovering that every blade of grass and tree remained as they were.

The sycamore tree in the courtyard seemed to have grown taller, its branches lush, rustling in the breeze.

“Welcome back, Lord National Preceptor!”

Zhu Wanyun, who had already received word, stood at the gate of the courtyard, smiling broadly.

“Hahaha! Wanyun, no need for formalities! We’re home!”

Li Yunjing laughed as he entered the house, even letting Xiao Huang out of the “Purple Gold Gourd.”

The little one, upon recognizing the familiar environment, let out a cheer, spreading its wings, and flying to its nest built atop the ancient sycamore tree.

“Lord National Preceptor, you honor me too much!”

Listening to Li Yunjing’s courteous words, Zhu Wanyun’s face lit up with excitement: “It’s a great blessing for me to be able to look after the manor for you.”

“Haha! Don’t be modest, I’m very satisfied with your performance.”

Entering the manor, Li Yunjing found everything immaculate.

The classics in the study were neatly arranged, the Spirit Gathering Array in the cultivation room continued to operate, even the jade scroll he had casually left on the table years ago was still there.

Apparently, Zhu Wanyun, as a steward, was very reliable.

“During the years you were away from the mountain, Lord National Preceptor, I would clean up every day.”

Being praised by Li Yunjing, Zhu Wanyun was overjoyed, saying respectfully, “Always hoping for the day you would return, Lord National Preceptor.”

“This is a ‘Longevity Pill’ refined by the Sea Race, quite effective for prolonging life.”

Li Yunjing, feeling warm inside, took out a bottle of elixir from the Purple Gold Gourd: “Take it for your use!”

Zhu Wanyun was startled, hurriedly shaking her hands, “This is too precious…”

In the Immortal Cultivation Realm, elixirs capable of prolonging life were valuable resources, rarely seen by Qi Refinement or Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators. Li Yunjing rewarding her with a bottle of elixirs was beyond Zhu Wanyun’s imagination, even somewhat frightfully surprising.

“Take it.”

Li Yunjing pressed the medicine bottle into Zhu Wanyun’s hands, “These years, it’s been thanks to you.”

Zhu Wanyun indeed did a good job, and Li Yunjing genuinely lacked someone like her by his side.

Having Zhu Wanyun safeguard the home, Li Yunjing wouldn’t worry about the development at home being delayed when he traveled.

This woman, silently standing behind him, had indeed contributed.

Li Yunjing was never stingy when it came to those who had contributed beside him.

Especially during this time, having struck it rich, plundering vast resources from the “Celestial Net Dao Sect,” “Dragon Race,” “Sea Race,” and “Demon Race” from the East Sea to the South Sea.

Having money now, Li Yunjing even less was inclined to be stingy.