Chapter 88: Establishing a Sect

"Lin, do you know?"

"A person's dreams will never end!"

"Well said!"

Su Lin took a big swig of Drunk Zui Zui Xian Niang Niang and loudly agreed with Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan:

"Dreams!"

"What was your dream again?"

"King of the Pirates!"

Luffy, who was eating grass, turned his head to answer, then went back to eating grass, mumbling meat, meat, meat, meat.

"A partner of justice!" Weigong Shilang drunkenly raised his hand and said, not caring whether anyone was talking to him.

"Become a Dou Di, marry Xun'er soon... hehehe, Xun'er, my Xun'er."

"Become an immortal, I just want to become an immortal first." Han Li staggered over to the others, "I feel that, after going back this time..."

"I can survive the Nascent Soul tribulation, mm, Fellow Daoist Su!" Han Li suddenly steadied himself and made a cupped-fist salute, then stumbled two more steps, "Thanks, your wine... is really good."

"I am Hun Tian Di, should suppress... I just want to go home first..." Ye Fan drowsily thought of his parents.

"I want to go home too." Miss Kelaien was lucid for a moment, "My dream is just to go home..."

"I want to live a peaceful life, then find a wife, hehe, a pretty beauty..." Lu Mingfei drooled at the corner of his mouth, wondering who he was thinking of.

Zhongli took a small sip and asked Su Lin: "Su Lin, what is your dream?"

He felt that compared to their first meeting, this young man's attitude toward things had become even more calm and indifferent.

He didn't know if it was related to that scroll of cultivation art, or whether he should advise him to switch to cultivating it before Nascent Soul.

"Me?" Su Lin squinted slightly, pointing at himself, "My dream is... uh..."

"Uh..."

"What was it again?"

"Su Lin! We're out of wine!" Ye Fan dripped the last few drops of Drunk Zui Zui Xian Niang Niang from the jade bottle, "Got any more!"

"What's the point of telling me we're out of wine..." Su Lin thought for a moment, then remembered that today seemed to be his treat, and in his daze exchanged for another bottle of Drunk Zui Zui Xian Niang Niang.

"Where were we just now?"

"Your dream." Miss Kelaien's face had become the same as Su Lin's, but his voice was Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's.

"Dreams..." Su Lin thought for a while, "Probably that my parents stay healthy forever, I have money, and I can live a long time."

"Seems like it's already come true." Su Lin muttered to himself.

The moonlight from the sky poured down; at this moment, Water Mirror Peak had a kind of cool, clear beauty. Apart from a few drunken fellows, everything was so harmonious and beautiful.

"Don't you want to find a pretty wife?" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan pulled Su Lin close and showed a meaningful smile: "You kid aren't thinking of opening a harem in the modern world, are you, burp."

Su Lin pushed Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan away, took the Drunk Zui Zui Xian Niang Niang from Ye Fan, and poured himself another cup.

"I used to..."

"But the more I cultivate... the less that thought... thinking carefully, everyone has flaws and defects, I'm the same..."

"Now what would make me like someone? A pretty face? An interesting soul?"

"Not much point, better to pursue longevity, sit in oblivion..."

"I forgot my lines, gulp gulp." Su Lin finished a cup and slumped over the stone table, feeling a bit uncomfortable, then took out a pillow.

Whoosh!

The pillow burst into azure flames.

"Get up and party!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan grabbed Su Lin by the collar at the back of his neck.

"Your immortal road is long, better to find some ideals." Medicine Elder said from the side.

How can this young man sleep, still so young, already this salty.

"Instead of being like me, take in a disciple, pass the time." Medicine Elder offered his suggestion, "Look, your world doesn't have any supernatural powers now either, why not establish a sect and become a founding patriarch?"

Hearing this, Su Lin, who was already nearly dead drunk, spent a few seconds processing Medicine Elder's words, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

"Ehh."

"That's a bit interesting."

"I'm going to establish a sect!!!"

Su Lin broke free from Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's grip, tilted his head back and shouted: "The name will be..."

"What should it be called?"

"Endless Fire Domain." Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan said.

"Heavenly Court!" Ye Fan said, walking over with a wine goblet and pouring another cup.

"Above the gray fog... uh, different style, forget it." Miss Kelaien pecked at a piece of cake; his mouth was currently a bird's beak, and in the next instant it returned to normal, but his face became Lu Mingfei's.

"Lu Mingfei, pour me some too!"

"Would Church of Light work..." Su Lin muttered to himself, "Forget it, who knows when their God of Light will fall."

"That's a damn Western fantasy style!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan cursed, "A sect! A sect!"

"Oh oh, sorry..."

Su Lin had drunk too much and his brain was a bit sluggish; he could no longer tell what the difference was.

But the surging feeling of spiritual energy coursing through his body drove him to have another cup.

"Tianwu Sect?"

Lu Mingfei turned his head at the words, "Why does that sound so familiar?"

"Qingyun Sect, Yellow Maple Valley, Yunlan Sect, Cultivators' Association?"

"Don't you have anything of your own?" Miss Kelaien said bluntly.

"Naming things is so annoying!" Su Lin slammed his head into the ground, leaving a crater.

"How about Tianyi Sect?"

"Sounds like a villain's name…"

"Your naming sense is terrible."

"Feels like the final big villain's name in some novel."

"Lin, if you really can't, just take the Endless Fire Domain and use it."

Even when drunk, the others could feel that Su Lin's naming ability was too weak.

"Tianshen Sect?"

"Forget it…"

Su Lin looked toward Medicine Elder and asked, "The name's settled. What's the next step?"

Medicine Elder was silent for two seconds, then returned to Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan's storage ring.

Sorry, my fault.

Shouldn't have tried talking with them.

"Phew, are you stupid?" Lu Mingfei exhaled a breath of alcohol, looked at Su Lin, and said, "Recruit disciples, recruit disciples."

"I think we need to set up various Elders, each responsible for teaching different categories—alchemy, spells, martial techniques, combat, and so on." Zhongli said slowly. "We even need someone full-time to handle the sect's resource expenses and income, like a merchant guild in the mortal world—each with their own duties."

"A sect needs orderly operation, from disciple selection and promotion, to teaching cultivation methods and training assessments…"

Watching Zhongli speak so eloquently, Su Lin and the others, whose minds had already gone numb, only felt that although they couldn't understand, it sure sounded impressive.

*clap clap clap clap*

Su Lin took the lead in applauding.

"Good, you're the CEO—no wait, the Grand Elder!"

Su Lin ran over and grabbed both of Zhongli's hands.

"Zhongli, all the big and small affairs of our Tianyi Sect are in your hands."

"…" Zhongli fell silent at those words. Whatever, he'd just wait until Su Lin sobered up.

"Isn't it Tianshen Sect?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"Starting something without calling me—do you look down on me, the Flame Emperor?!" Especially Especially Especially Xiao Yan slammed the table hard, and a stone table split in two.

"I want to be an Elder too! Carve out a mountain for me! I'll teach alchemy!"

Han Li, half-drunk and half-awake, replied, "Fellow Daoist Su is in quite the mood! Han Li… Han Li, though my cultivation is shallow, can still teach a smattering of… mechanisms, talismans—knows a bit of quite a few."

"Where's the wine? Found it."

"Starting a business without calling me—does that mean Ye某人 can't be an Elder?" Ye Fan pulled out a golden page: "I want to buy in!"

"Good!" Su Lin shouted, then looked over at Weigong Shilang, who was drinking one cup after another with Han Li, and thought of something.

"You! Red-hair over there!"

"The sect's weapon stockpile is yours to handle!"

Weigong Shilang looked over in confusion at the group clustered together, then his face twisted in pain: "I don't want to…"

Before he could finish, Su Lin flashed behind him and covered his mouth. "What are you saying, my Refining Elder."

He dragged Weigong Shilang toward the crowd, using magical power as brush and ink to draw in the air, as a lively group of people discussed their future entrepreneurial dreams.

The next day

Su Lin woke from his stupor, looked at the scene before him, and fell silent.