When the disciple guarding the gate heard that it was the new leader of the Abandoned Sword Villa's Moon Decapitation, he didn't dare to be negligent. He accepted Shen Zhenyi's greeting card and hurriedly sent it in.
After a while, he ran down, opened the gate, and respectfully welcomed Shen Zhenyi.
Although the Purple Ember Sect had a long history, it didn't have a high status in the World of Eight Cultivators. Especially now, the Sect Master's cultivation was only at the third stage of the Perfected Person Realm. Although he was stronger than the new sects, he didn't have much of an advantage.
Especially since the Moon Decapitation had extraordinary potential. It was unknown what she would become in the future, so he had to give her some face.
The mountain gate of the Purple Ember Sect was very imposing. There were hundreds of steps made of white jade. However, due to the passage of time, many parts of the steps were worn down. Densely packed dents had been corroded into the stairs.
When the disciple noticed that Shen Zhenyi was observing these details, he smiled and said, "Lord Shen, my Purple Ember Sect has been through a thousand years of vicissitudes. This jade step was walked by several peak experts in the past … Five hundred years ago, the Purple Ember Sect's martial arts competition was also a grand occasion."
Cynanchum Chinense secretly pursed her lips. She didn't believe it.
Although she had been cultivating bitterly for the past few months, she still had time to understand the basics of this world, especially after De Defu came. She also pestered this merchant who had traveled extensively and asked a lot of questions.
The Purple Ember Sect was just a small sect. Judging from the fact that the Sect Master was only at the third stage of the Perfected Person Realm, he was still thousands of miles away from the so-called peak experts.
For example, in the Nine Serenities, the Sect Master who was at the third stage of the Martial Path had to rely on at least a mid-level force. Then, this mid-level force would be lucky enough to have a relationship with a peak force like the Fierce Sun Prefecture or the Abandoned Sword Villa.
The World of Eight Cultivators was even stricter than the Nine Serenities. The Sect Master of the Purple Ember Sect didn't even have the qualifications to flatter the peak experts.
Shen Zhenyi listened very seriously and asked, "How many years has it been since the last time Zi Yan discussed martial arts?"
The disciple was stunned. He blushed shyly and said with a bitter smile, "Since the disappearance of the Founder, the Purple Flame Sect has been declining day by day. Since four hundred and sixty years ago, there has been no Purple Flame Martial Competition..."
Since then, the situation of the Purple Flame Sect had been deteriorating.
Until today, he was even more down and out.
"460 years …" Shen Zhenyi sighed softly.
In the World of Eight Cultivators, the lifespan of a martial artist was more than twice that of a martial artist in the Netherworld. As long as he could step into the Fourth Realm of the Sage Martial Path, it wouldn't be a problem for him to live to 200 years old.
The higher one's cultivation was, the longer one's lifespan would be.
The current experts were all around three hundred years old.
But even so, due to the limitation of True Qi, there were very few people who lived over four hundred years old. As for the age of 500, it was an even bigger hurdle. Throughout the history of the World of Eight Cultivators, no one had ever heard of anyone who had lived for more than 500 years.
It had been four hundred and sixty years since the Purple Flame Sparring Competition. Most of the old friends from that day would not be able to see each other again.
He lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
"Master, you also know about the Purple Flame Sparring Competition?" Cynanchum Chinense was a little surprised. She felt that her master was simply omniscient. He even knew about the history of a small sect in the World of Eight Cultivators. She really didn't know how he knew about it.
Shen Zhenyi sighed, "The purple clouds that fill the sky of the Purple Flame Mountain is the legacy of an expert. Four hundred years ago, during the Purple Flame Martial Arts Competition, there were two people who were not convinced by each other. They competed with their Innate Qi and broke the Purple Cloud Mine at the peak of the mountain, forming a Purple Cloud Waterfall. The Purple Cloud Waterfall rose and formed this purple cloud. Now, the Purple Cloud Mine has dried up and the waterfall has been broken, but this purple cloud still hasn't dissipated. "
Purple Cloud was a commonly used mineral. It was a heavy liquid like mercury and was mainly used to forge spiritual weapons. It was very valuable. Back then, half of the reason why the Purple Flame Sect prospered was because of this rich Purple Cloud Mine.
After the peak was broken and formed the Purple Cloud Waterfall, the Purple Flame Mountain became even more prosperous.
But now, it was different from the past.
That disciple said awkwardly, "Lord Shen, you know about it. But fortunately, the Purple Cloud Mine has dried up. Otherwise, the inheritance of the Purple Flame Mountain would have been long gone …"
After the Purple Flame Sect declined, the surrounding forces were envious of the Purple Cloud Mine's profits. They wanted to destroy the Purple Flame Sect and take it for themselves. The Purple Flame Sect tried to mediate a few times, but they couldn't resist and were about to give up their sect to protect themselves.
Who would have thought that the Purple Cloud Mine would dry up and the Purple Cloud Waterfall would stop flowing? Without this huge wealth, the surrounding forces lost their interest. That was why the Purple Flame Sect was able to survive until now.
"Is that so?" Shen Zhenyi looked at the purple light in the sky and fell into deep thought.
After passing through the purple light, they arrived at a pavilion.
The buildings of the Purple Flame Sect had probably been renovated. Shen Zhenyi didn't find any familiar place. Only a statue with a broken head next to the Purple Cloud Waterfall made him look at it for a while.
It was an armored man with an empty scabbard on his waist.
Shen Zhenyi was silent for a long time.
Only then did he follow the disciple into the hall.
In the hall, a middle-aged woman greeted the guest with a forced smile. The disciple hurried forward and introduced, "Vice Sect Master, this is Shen Zhenyi, the Villa Master of the Southern Abandoned Sword Villa, Lord Shen Jue. A few months ago, he ascended to immortality on the Moon Decapitation and ascended to the World of Eight Cultivators. He was conferred the title of Third Rank Baron, equal to our sect..."
Shen Zhenyi sighed inwardly.
Back then, the Purple Flame Sect was one of the Eight Great Sects. Its Sect Master was conferred the title of Duke, and its status was extremely high. He didn't expect that it would deteriorate with each generation. In just a mere four hundred years, it had fallen to the point where it was equal to a new sect like his.
The disciple turned to Shen Zhenyi and introduced, "Lord Shen, this is our Vice Sect Master, Bei Wuqi. Since the Sect Master is in seclusion today, the Vice Sect Master is here to welcome the guest. "
This was a common occurrence in these martial sects.
As the strongest person in the sect, they often needed to go into seclusion to comprehend martial arts. It wasn't rude for the Vice Sect Master to come out and receive them.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly. Cynanchum Chinense knew that he wouldn't be polite, so she quickly smiled and said, "Fortunately, Sect Master Bei took the time to receive us. My master and I are honored."
Those who held the Vice Sect Master didn't like to be addressed with the word 'Vice'. Cynanchum Chinense addressed Bei Wuqi as' Sect Master Bei '. Sure enough, Bei Wuqi was delighted and said with a smile, "Since we're lucky enough to be neighbors, why be so polite? Although the Purple Flame Sect has declined, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. If you need anything, you can just call, and our sect will naturally lend a hand. "
In Bei Wuqi's opinion, this so-called new Abandoned Sword Villa must have just arrived at the World of Eight Cultivators and had nowhere else to go, so they came to take advantage of the situation. However, she didn't care. Although the Purple Flame Sect had declined, they still had a lot of wealth accumulated over the years. It wasn't her anyway, so even if she gave away a little, she wouldn't feel bad.
Shen Zhenyi nodded slightly and said solemnly, "I have something to discuss with your sect."
Bei Wuqi cursed in her heart. As expected of a country bumpkin, trying to climb up the social ladder. She couldn't let their appetites grow. Thus, she said, "This sect knows that your sect has just arrived at the World of Eight Cultivators and must have some difficulties. If you don't need much, I'll ask my disciples to prepare it. If you want more, I'll have to ask the Sect Master for instructions."
Cynanchum Chinense blushed and was about to explain when Shen Zhenyi shook his head and said, "Vice Sect Master Bei, you're wrong. I'm not here today for money. I heard that your sect's Purple Heart Fire Emperor secret technique is unique, so I prepared a manual and am willing to exchange it with your sect … "
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