The next day, the skies were grey and gloomy. The clouds had retreated, and the skies were filled with dark clouds.
Every single disciple of Glory Sect had a heavy heart, as though a huge boulder was pressing down on them.
Black robes fluttered in the wind, and it was pitch black. All the disciples gathered at the Glory Sect Ancestral Hall.
This was the place where the spirits of Glory Sect had returned to. This was the place where all the martyrs of Glory Sect had shed their blood for the sect.
The Glory Sect Ancestral Hall was located on a mountain peak in the east. It was as tall as the Grandmaster's Peak, and was the place of honor for Glory Sect.
But all of this honor could only be obtained after death.
Lin Fan stood at the front row, side by side with the Grandmaster and the rest. Looking at the stone tablets one after another, he felt that the lives of young people were so fragile. They were as short as fireworks. Perhaps they would not have expected to leave this world so quickly, and perhaps they would not even have the chance to experience something beautiful.
"Master …!" Mu Bingyan's hands trembled as she caressed the cold stone tablet. The words carved on it were like a sharp sword, piercing through her heart.
"Master …!" That beautiful face of Mu Bingyan was drained of all color. Her heart felt as though it had been sliced open by a blunt knife. It was painful, a piercing pain.
But she could not cry. She was the Peak Master of Jialan Peak. She had to be strong, and lead her junior sisters to be strong.
"Master …!" Mu Bingyan's lips trembled, she could no longer remain strong. Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. She was a princess of an empire. When she was young, she was hunted down and fell into a world of ice and snow. At the moment of her despair, a pair of warm hands carried her up and brought her to this mountain peak that was filled with warmth.
Mu Bingyan had never thought of going back. All she wanted was to stay by her master's side quietly. But now that her master had left her, she could no longer hold back her tears.
"Master, Bingyan will fulfill your last wishes. Go in peace." Mu Bingyan lowered her head as her tears dripped onto the ground. Even a cold person like her could not help but shed tears of pain at this moment.
The Jialan Peak disciples were sobbing softly as well. Their beloved Peak Master had left them just like that.
The other disciples of Glory Sect lowered their heads in sorrow as well. These were their fellow disciples.
"Glory Sect, a sect with a history of 10,000 years, has been through all sorts of trials and tribulations. However, all of you must remember this day. 386 of your fellow sect members have sacrificed their lives for the sake of protecting the sect. They are the heroes of Glory Sect, and have contributed immensely to the sect. Therefore, they shall be specially entered into the Glory Sect's Ancestral Hall for the future generations to remember and enter into the Ancestral Hall." Yan Hongyu's face was solemn as he shouted out loudly.
A voice reverberated through the void and spread throughout the entire Glory Sect.
Lin Fan looked at all of this and felt deeply moved. These disciples might not have high cultivations, but they were worthy of respect.
The disciples in black robes held the memorial tablets in their hands and walked into the ancestral hall with sad expressions. They placed the memorial tablets in their hands properly inside.
Lin Fan sighed and touched Chick, who was on his shoulder. Chick, who had always been more lively, lowered its head and chirped softly.
Chick seemed to be able to feel Lin Fan's heart at this moment. Lin Fan was sad. He was sad.
'Cuckcuckoo …!'
Chick used his little head to nudge Lin Fan's cheeks, as though he was comforting Lin Fan.
Lin Fan came beside Mu Bingyan and said softly, "Everyone has to die one day. It may be as heavy as the heavens, or as light as a feather. They died for the sect, and the disciples of Glory Sect will remember this in their hearts. Junior Sister, do not be sad. Fulfill Jialan Peak Master's last wish, and let her rest in peace."
"Thank you, Senior Brother." Mu Bingyan nodded her head, and her expression gradually returned to normal.
Lin Fan looked into the skies, wondering how sad Brother Xinfeng must be right now.
The Grandmaster was dead, and so was Elder Liang. From now on, he was the only one left to face this alone. The burden of the Jiuxiao Sect disciples rested heavily on his shoulders. He wondered if Brother Xinfeng would be able to handle it.
'Hais …'
Even though the strong preyed on the weak in the Xuanhuang World, and lives were like grass, to feel the death of one's loved ones was an indescribable sorrow.
A few days later …
Gradually, everyone recovered from the sorrowful atmosphere and focused on the construction of Glory Sect. Once again, Glory Sect's cultivation craze surged as countless disciples immersed themselves in cultivation.
Perhaps this incident had dealt a huge blow to them, and made them realize how weak they were. Hence, they wanted to become stronger so that they could protect the sect.
Lin Fan understood this, but it was a little too late. If he had thought of this back in Cangling Continent, Saint Devil Sect might not have perished.
No matter how strong a sect was, there would come a day when they would fall. There would come a day when they would face annihilation.
But as long as he was alive, he would never let such a thing happen.
Gong Bingye's injuries had recovered.
Initially, Lin Fan had wanted to send her back. But that brat, Cai Zhiqiao, was crying and begging. Zhang Ergou and the others were also trying to put in a good word for her.
In the end, Lin Fan did not want to say anything more, and allowed her to stay as an outer sect disciple.
In the few months that Lin Fan was away, Nameless Peak had undergone a huge change. Usually, people would come and go, and the place was like a market, selling all sorts of items from the city.
These items were pretty popular in Glory Sect.
Lin Fan just let it be. But looking at Gong Bingye, he felt a little weird. At the same time, Lin Fan was filled with admiration towards this woman.
Daring to fight, daring to dream.
As for wanting to sleep with the pure and innocent body of the Young Master, that was nothing but a pipe dream.
Who was the Young Master? He was one of the top characters in the entire universe …!
Alright, enough bragging. Time to head over to the treasure vault to scavenge.
The treasure vault that Glory Sect had accumulated over 10,000 years must be huge. The treasures within must be enough to drive anyone crazy. Thinking back to the pained look on the Grandmaster's face, Lin Fan could imagine how luxurious the treasure vault must be.
Just the thought of it was enough to get one excited.
Not long after, Lin Fan arrived at the location of the treasure vault. This place was located in a secret cave beneath the Grandmaster's peak. There was an aura lingering there. It must have been left behind by the Grandmaster to prevent anyone from barging in.
But since Lin Fan had the token from the Grandmaster, there was naturally no problem. The aura gave way as well.
"So this is the treasure vault?" Lin Fan stood in front of the two stone doors and sized them up curiously. Above the doors, there were two words carved out.
'Treasure Vault. '
Lin Fan shook his head and sighed. Just which powerful being's masterpiece was this? Wasn't this just trying to tell everyone that this was a treasure vault? If it were any other fella who was lucky enough to stumble into this place, they might not even know what it was. But the moment they saw these two words, they knew without a doubt that this was the treasure vault.
Just then, the token on Lin Fan's body flew out slowly and shone brightly on the stone doors.
Boom! Boom!
As the two stone doors opened, Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.
He could smell the aura of treasures …
Thick and heavy …
Lin Fan walked in eagerly. But when he caught sight of what was within, his eyes widened in shock.
Miser … this was an absolute miser!
The treasures were piled up densely on the shelves. And the aura of the treasure vault was so thick that it was almost tangible.
Compared to Jiuxiao Sect, this was way more luxurious.
Seemed like there was a reason why the far west was a barren land.
Glory Sect's location was filled with wealth. Naturally, there would be more treasures as well.
PS: Seems like I should turn this book into an animated movie. Which great god should invest in me? I'm willing to fly with you! I'm begging for subscriptions, monthly tickets, tips, everything.
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