Chapter 419: Founding a Sect

"Fire Cloud Daoist, you're not mistaken—Wei Zhuang is me, I'm also Qing Mo, a cultivator of the Yun Yin Sect in the Spirit Beast World. The reason this happened starts with a pill that changes one's appearance and consciousness…"

"Wait, Qing Mo Daoist, why not call Miss Zhi Hua and Daoist Ji over to listen as well; from now on there's no need to hide identities!" Monk Cheng Xin hurriedly interrupted Wei Yuning's long discourse.

Fire Cloud Daoist silently nodded.

The conversation went on for a long time, lasting until the sun set, and only then did Wei Yuning finally earn the complete trust of his friends.

He ate a strange pill, and his consciousness and body were completely transformed into another person, and have remained so ever since. The story is simple, but there are many doubts; aside from Monk Cheng Xin, the other three only confirmed after various details that the delicate young man before them was indeed the originally stern fellow.

"This look is much more handsome than before!" Zhi Hua, a looks‑obsessed person, was pleased with Wei Yuning's new appearance. "Don't worry, I won't tell General Wan, but after you breakthrough the tribulation you'll only be able to enter the Immortal Realm as an ordinary immortal!"

"It's fine, it's fine; just treat the former Lord Wei as missing!" Wei Yuning added.

The few of them discussed again briefly, then set off back.

Upon returning to the outer district again, Wei Yuning did not go back but waited on a green patch by the street. Monk Cheng Xin and the others returned to the residence first to confer with their partners.

Zhi Hua contacted Luo Yi, Kong Guan and other people from the film circle; Fire Cloud Daoist reached out to Shui Yong and other senior brothers of the Heart Sword Gate; Ji Qiu communicated with the female cultivators of the Fragrant Breeze Sect and with Qiang Du and other scattered cultivators, while Monk Cheng Xin had to explain things to an old buddy from the Spirit Beast World.

The matter proceeded more smoothly than imagined, but for Monk Cheng Xin this side truly remained a big problem.

Outside, unwilling to return, Wei Yuning was approached by the first wave of people who truly cared about his identity—the old friends from the Spirit Beast World: the dragon‑clan girls Ao Zhi and her sister Ao Xing, Qi Long and Wen Lei, and of course the mediator Monk Cheng Xin.

The sisters Ao Zhi and Ao Xing, after seeing Wei Yuning's new appearance, flushed slightly, nodded, and fell silent. They had never cared about Wei Yuning's identity; they were only interested because he held their dragon eggs, so they came to take a look. Compared with the previously plain‑looking "Jade Dragon Mountain," the current young handsome fellow was far more pleasing to the eye.

As expected, matching the speculation, Wen Lei and Qi Long cared less about his identity and more about the relationship between the Eight‑Arm Old Immortal and the Shenwu Gate; if Wei Yuning deceives the Eight‑Arm Old Immortal, how the aftermath should be handled is their main concern.

Wei Yuning fell silent for a moment, then a hand‑blade slash cut across the air ahead.

In the golden‑hazed night, a trench a hundred meters long and a few meters wide materialized, and within the trench, a blue‑black starry sky could be seen.

Qi Long's color changed in alarm, and he exclaimed, "Is this… a Spatial Blade?"

Wei Yuning shook his head, "I'm not sure either; this is a spell I just devised. It can kill, or exile a person into the nearby starry sky!"

Wen Lei exhaled, laughing, "Then I'm relieved! The Shenwu Gate on Pi Yi Island isn't closely linked to the original Shenwu Gate, and Lord Wei… doesn't need to be given to anyone else! Ha, I still prefer calling you Lord Wei."

Qi Long also laughed, "Me too," he hesitated, then continued, "But with Lord Wei's cultivation, founding a sect isn't hard; why not rename the Shenwu Gate of Black Dragon City? If Lord Wei changes the sect's name to Longwu Gate, I wouldn't mind becoming a Guest Minister Elder there!"

Wei Yuning was taken aback, instantly looking at Qi Long with newfound respect; the idea was indeed excellent.

"Very well, I'll follow Daoist Qi Long's suggestion: the Shenwu Gate of Black Dragon City shall officially be renamed Longwu Gate. Since you said you'd become a Guest Minister Elder, don't backtrack. Moreover, Sect Leader Wen, Master Cheng Xin, and the two divine‑beast descendants of Beast King City are here as witnesses!" He then moved to draw Qi Long closer.

"Great, great, the Longwu Gate truly lives up to its name; Lord Wei happens to have dragon blood. If Lord Wei doesn't mind, we can also join Longwu Gate as Guest Minister Elders!" Ao Xing said cheerfully.

Qi Long had already intended this; seeing the Beast King City dragon blood, purer than his own, join, he had no objections. He smiled, "Sure, I'm willing to join!" While on Pi Yi Island he had served as the guardian divine beast of Black Water Nation; though comfortable, spending days mingling with mortals offered little future, and following this future immortal would be a completely different path.

Wei Yuning was overjoyed; feeling around his chest, he produced three jade vials and said, "These are Black Dragons from the Immortal Realm, i. e., the Black Dragon Essence Blood that Ming Huo Daoist gave me—just a drop for each of you!"

"What?"

"That's too valuable, isn't it?"

"…"

The three dragon‑blood descendants were thrilled.

Wei Yuning had actually been looking for a chance to give them this, but had been constantly on the road; he never expected today to present such a perfect opportunity.

Beside him, Wen Lei sighed with envy, "What a pity I already have a sect; otherwise I could have joined the Longwu as well!"

Monk Cheng Xin laughed, "You're not a flesh‑body cultivator nor a dragon‑blood descendant; joining Longwu Gate would make your name ill‑matched and your words discordant!"

The matter was resolved satisfactorily.

In the end, the cultivation world still values strength above all; now that he possesses power unafraid of the Eight‑Arm True Immortal, these former friends need not draw any more boundaries.

Even though Wei Yuning used a false identity, he is generous and upright, has harmed no outsider's interests, and given the special circumstances, there is nothing unforgivable.

Back in the residence, Wei Yuning sat upright in the main hall like an exhibit, and everyone took turns coming to view him. Though explanations were clear, they never matched the immediacy of direct experience.

They ruffled his hair, pinched his cheeks, patted his shoulders; the three female cultivators of the Fragrant Breeze Sect even called out mischievously along three paths, for a flesh‑body cultivator with such vigorous qi and blood as Lord Wei is their favorite. Unfortunately Wei Yuning had never given them a chance to get close, and now they could finally take revenge.

Having deceived everyone for so long, Wei Yuning felt a twinge of guilt and simply let those guys run wild.

After an hour, more than thirty partners finally finished the inspection, and each received the new consciousness mark.

That night, to celebrate Wei Yuning's restoration of his original body and to brainstorm new recipes, he displayed his true skill, employing various cooking techniques and both new and old ingredients to produce a massive feast.

That afternoon, Shui Yong and the others bought a good amount of local ingredients from nearby shops.

The crowd ate heartily, drinking and feasting to excess.

After everyone began to rest, Wei Yuning went to a solitary little building in the back courtyard. The house stood detached from its surroundings; the ground below had once been overgrown with weeds, but Wei Yuning planted scattered bamboo around it, giving the place a slightly desolate ambience now.

He rose onto the bed, sat upright for a while, then his face showed a strange expression as Jade Dragon Mountain resurfaced.

The ownerless primordial spirit could still affect his appearance and form—something he never could have imagined.

Cultivation begins with menial tasks /book/84054/