"Which sect are you people from? Why are you being pursued by heretic practitioners?" Zhu Yao asked.
The children inside looked at each other in dismay. A moment later, the oldest girl among them, who had the highest cultivation base, stood up. She seemed to have confirmed that Mo Tiange wasn't one of the evil cultivators from before, so she bowed to Mo Tiange like a junior.
"Thank you for saving us, Senior. We are disciples of the Azure Melancholy Sect, and I have only been in the sect for ten years. Today, a large wave of heretic cultivators suddenly attacked the mountain gate. It was Martial Uncle Sect Leader who asked me to bring everyone here to hide. As for the reason, we don't know either. "
Zhu Yao frowned. It was understandable that the group of children did not know the reason.
"The heretic practitioners outside are no longer here, but …" Zhu Yao hesitated for a moment, and still decided to tell them. "Other than you two, there are no other survivors. I believe your master has already met with misfortune as well."
As soon as she finished speaking, there was a faint sound of crying coming from inside.
"It's the Sect Leader's token." Suddenly, a disciple pointed at the jade token in her hand and said in surprise.
The others also realized it. Little radish's eyes, which were filled with sorrow earlier, instantly lit up.
Zhu Yao suddenly had a bad premonition.
"The sect leader's token is in her hands."
"Then she is …"
"Absolutely. Otherwise, how could he have opened the formation outside?"
"Disciple greets Sect Leader!" The eldest child suddenly knelt down in front of her. Her kneeling was like pushing a domino. The group of little radishes knelt down in a row and shouted in unison.
"Disciple greets Sect Leader!"
F * ck, do you have to be so casual?
"You've misunderstood." Zhu Yao's expression darkened. She was merely a passerby, how did she become the Sect Master? "This jade medallion was given to me by someone from your sect when we were in the rear courtyard just now. He told me to save you, but he didn't give me the position of Sect Leader."
"The Sect Master's Token can only be passed on to the next Sect Master." The child looked at her excitedly. "The Sect Leader has personally given it to you, so you are our new Sect Leader."
The other little radishes nodded in agreement as well. Pairs of sparkling eyes looked at her expectantly.
Zhu Yao's words of rejection were instantly blocked. The hell, were these little radishes really not trying to drag her down with them?
"Alright. We'll talk about this later. " She had to think of a skillful way to reject him. She had already spent so much effort on one disciple at home, and now she had to raise an entire sect. Wasn't that courting death?
The pile of corpses in front still had to be cleared. Zhu Yao pointed to the few older children to follow her. The others stayed where they were.
Zhu Yao had Wu Song stay behind as well, and had him look after these children whose ages were similar to his. Then, she brought a few disciples out.
As soon as the children came out, they were shocked by all kinds of demonic beasts kneeling on the ground. Some of them were afraid and hid behind them. However, when they saw that the demonic beasts did not attack them and were instead extremely respectful to them, they became bolder.
But when he reached the blood pit in front of him. Their faces were still pale with fright, and some of them were even crying and vomiting at the side.
Zhu Yao knew that this would happen, so she did not let the younger children come out.
After the children had recovered a little. Only then did she order them to bring a few demonic beasts each to collect all the corpses in the sect and move them to this pit.
Although those demonic beasts were ownerless and their bestial instincts were still there, with her aura suppressing them, they did not dare to harm the children. He obediently followed them around to search for bodies.
Sesame was kicked out by her to help out as well, and it took care of those demonic beasts in passing.
They split up the work. Their movements were rather fast, and in a moment, all of the corpses were brought over. Zhu Yao cast an art. In an instant, the blood pit was set ablaze. She chanted the Rebirth Incantation, and within the flames, flashes of light floated towards the sky.
The scene was extremely dazzling and shocking, however, under the flames, was a deathly silence of sorrow.
Zhu Yao sighed, and stroked the head of the nearest child.
She was burning spiritual fire, and it burned extremely quickly. In a moment, the entire blood pit was only left with a layer of black ash. Zhu Yao then cast an Earth-type Mystic Art, forming a gigantic grave.
"I don't know your teacher's name, so you guys should carve these tombstones yourselves."
The few fifteen to sixteen year old children turned to look at her, and nodded in unison.
They replied in unison. "Yes, Sect Master."
Uh …
I already said that I'm not the Sect Master, these children are really …
Zhu Yao had initially wanted to let these children leave the mountain. After all, they had only just come up the mountain, and they should still have relatives in the mortal realm. Returning home was much better than staying in a deity sect that had lost its protection.
However, after asking around, she found out that these children were actually all orphans.
Momma's egg, she was completely entangled.
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"Sect Master, Sect Master, the teachers' tombstones are done."
"Sect Master, Sect Master, the Library Pavilion is done."
"Sect Master, Sect Master, the Pellet Pavilion and Sword Pavilion are done as well."
"Sect Master, Sect Master …"
Slap your sister's door. Flips table.
Zhu Yao spent the entire day on this group of sparkling, energetic little radishes. Why was it that she was able to obtain the position of Sect Master by simply going up the mountain to buy soy sauce, and she was even given a basket of little radish heads?
Zhu Yao deeply felt that she was going to be defeated by little radish heads in this lifetime. In the past, it was still alright if there was only Yu Yao, and later on, when Wu Song came, she could still endure it. Why was it that there was a huge wave this time?
Was this Plants vs Zombies? A group of little radishes had attacked.
Zhu Yao sighed deeply, and weakly waved her hands. "Bring me to the Pellet Pavilion first."
"Yes, Sect Master!" Little Radish No.1 replied, and then, he joyfully led the way.
The so-called Pellet Pavilion was naturally a place to store medicinal pellets. Zhu Yao needed to understand how much this sect still had in stock.
However, when she arrived there, Zhu Yao's face darkened, and the corner of her lips twitched. Such a small house of a few square meters was actually a Pellet Pavilion? Stop joking. As expected, a sect like this should be disbanded as soon as possible.
When Zhu Yao walked in, she became even more irritated. Although there were many pellets neatly placed inside, they were all commonly used pellets in the cultivation world. There wasn't even a single one of the most common Foundation Pellets. She only found out after asking. Only after asking did she find out that Foundation Pellets were extremely precious pellets in their sect, and they were all kept by the Sect Master himself.
She should be glad that there were Grain Abstaining Pellets the most. At the very least, this group of little radishes did not need to starve, right?
Her life was dark …
Following that, the Sword Pavilion felt like crying even more. This was a place to store mystic tools and treasures, and there were quite a lot of them stored inside as well. However, they were all first and second ranked mystic tools, and it was already not bad to be able to fly on a sword. Let alone being able to defend against enemies and the like.
She suddenly understood why this sect had been destroyed so easily. Because they were simply too poor!
Zhu Yao sighed deeply, and felt as though she wanted to cry, but no tears came out.
"Let's go to the Book Pavilion then." It's fine if they're poor, but it's fine as long as there aren't any problems with their cultivation arts as well.
"Sect Master, the books in the Book Pavilion, eldest senior-martial brother and the others have already taken them out to dry. Now, we just have to go to the plaza in the front hall to take a look." Little radish asked.
"Eldest senior-martial brother?" Who was this? Wasn't the biggest one among the little radishes a girl?
"It's eldest senior-martial brother Wu Song." Little radish number one, with an innocent look, replied.
Wu Song? Wasn't he the male antagonist little wimp she brought along? When did he become your eldest senior-martial brother? Speak clearly, hey.
Wait, did she just say to dry the books? Weren't the books that recorded cultivation arts all carved onto special jade tablets using spiritual energy? Why did they have to take them out to dry?
When she arrived at the front hall, she understood the reason. Because those books on cultivation techniques were really books, the kind that were written in black and white. Of course, she could also guess why they didn't use jade tablets, because they were poor!
Just how poor was this Sect, hey!?
However, she had developed Wu Song to have some leadership skills, as he unsteadily commanded the dozen or so little radishes, to dry the books in the plaza. The division of labor was clear, and it was neither fast nor slow. She also did not know how long a day had passed. Why did he mix so well with this group of little radishes? Everyone faintly felt as though they were following his lead. Of course, it might be related to her as well.
However, a child's smile could not lie. Those little radishes trusted him from the bottom of their hearts.
Zhu Yao instantly had an idea. Actually, she had always been a little worried that this child would go astray. Initially, she wanted to bring him into Ancient Hill Sect. Growing up in a deity sect since young, he would more or less lean towards the righteous path. However, the previous Xiao Yi had grown up in a deity sect as well. In the end, he still went astray when he should go astray. Could it be that he would be the same as that Xiao Yi?
The most effective way to stop a person from going astray, was none other than to nurture his sense of responsibility. Especially someone like him, who had always been rejected by his companions. In the depths of his heart, he longed for the dependence and companionship of others. Then, why not let him continue staying here?
As the saying goes: Every Sect has an eldest senior-martial brother who is morally, intellectually, physically, and aesthetically well-developed.
Wu Song. Then, you should properly develop in all aspects here.
"Sect Master." The busy little radishes stopped, and simultaneously bowed towards him.
"Sovereign." Wu Song called out with a joyful look as well.
"Mn." Zhu Yao nodded. At that moment, she had the confidence to build a new deity sect. Wasn't it just a little poor? She had the storage ring her master had left behind for her, so it was more than enough for her to raise a sect.
She called the few bigger radishes and Wu Song over, and prepared to discuss about the future. Firstly, the first matter was to change the sect's name. This group of radishes were too small. If they were to use the previous name, those heretic practitioners might suddenly attack them again. If she was not around, this group of radishes would only have a life of squatting in a pit.
On the other hand, if they were to change the name, even if others were to discover it, they would simply think that this was a newly established little deity sect. In any case, a deity mountain like this would never be empty for too long, and it was very common for deity practitioners to occupy it to establish a sect.
She had thought that this point would be met with the opposition of the radishes. After all, if they were to change the name, it would no longer be the same sect as before. However, she had evidently underestimated the endurance of the little radishes. Towards her, the new Sect Master's words, they completely obeyed her unconditionally.
"Then Sect Master, what should we call our sect?" Little radish number n asked.
"Mn …" Zhu Yao pondered for a moment. "There's a need for a resounding name. Why don't we … call it Shandong's Azureflight then. "
If there was a sect with strong deity cultivation techniques, go look for Shandong's Azureflight. Was there anything more domineering than this? Hahaha, she was truly a genius.
"But Sect Master, our deity mountain is in the south, why do we have to call it Shandong?" Little radish number one raised his doubts.
Uh … Oh right, adding a place name seemed a little cowardly.
"Then let's take the latter two words, and call it Azureflight!" Zhu Yao made the final decision, and the little radishes cheered in unison.
Thus, Azureflight Sect was officially established. Currently, including the Sect Master, there were a total of eighty-three people.
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