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Chapter 288: Decennial Grand Selection of Inheriting Vein Ceremony [Seeking Subscription]

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Decennial Grand Selection of Inheriting Vein Ceremony [Seeking Subscription]

When they set off, there were only a thousand people on the magic-driven vehicle, but when they returned, there were over fifty thousand people.

But after half a year of getting used to each other, the thousand disciples were very familiar with each other, and the whole magic-driven vehicle was still well-organized, without any chaos.

The interior space was very ample, not even half of the living space was occupied, so for everyone, the return journey was even more relaxed.

They journeyed at their own pace, skillfully passing through many countries and wilderness, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

That day, they once again passed through a dynasty and entered the last wilderness before returning to the Sect.

After passing through this wilderness, they would enter the small clan territory on the periphery of the Sect.

Wang Zijia, who had been idling in the control room for half a month, suddenly opened a light screen early this morning and kept observing the wilderness below.

At noon, Wang Zijia suddenly paused.

"Slow down and head towards the northwest!" he ordered.

Even though he had been idling for half a month, when he gave orders, the disciples in the control room heard his instructions and without hesitation, they instinctively slowed down and headed in the direction Wang Zijia pointed.

Under Wang Zijia’s guidance, the magic-driven vehicle floated like an ordinary white cloud above a towering mountain.

Through the vehicle’s detection, they clearly saw that at the foot of the mountain, in a cold pond, there was a demonic python over ten meters long. It was coiling its body, lifting its head, spitting its tongue, and with its blood-red eyes, it was watching the cloud formed by the magic-driven vehicle.

This was a demon python in the latter stages of the Peak Wine Ceremony. What’s rare is that although it had severe Sinful Roots, it had not reached its limit, and some beast-like spirit wisdom had not been completely wiped out.

There weren’t many mutated parts on its body. The only abnormal thing was that it had numerous spider-like legs under it, making it look like a bizarre snake centipede.

The disciples looked at this scene, their faces filled with confusion, not knowing what Wang Zijia was going to do.

"Start the main array, injure it first, then use the capturing net!" Wang Zijia said with an emotionless expression.

Upon hearing this, the disciples had an epiphany: was he trying to make some quick money?

But what’s the use of capturing a demon python of this level of pollution? Can such a polluted thing sell for three thousand magic money?

While everyone was contemplating, Nong Yufei frowned, his lips moved, but in the end, he didn’t say anything and complied with Wang Zijia’s operation.

Seeing this, the disciples began to move in unison.

"Boom, Boom!"

"Wow, Wow!"

As a third-grade War Spiritual Tool, it was easy to deal with a snake demon, a beast without much wisdom, even if it was controlled by a group of disciples and couldn’t exert its full power.

Of course, it wasn’t as easy as pie either, mainly because capturing it alive was too troublesome. Killing a demon might only require a portion of their power, but ten times of that might not be enough to capture one alive.

In a moment, under the disciples’ calm and collected operation, the magic-driven vehicle successfully cast a huge net and captured the snake demon. The seal array was activated, and it was stored in the storage warehouse.

"Haha, not bad, let’s continue on our way!" Wang Zijia looked at the captured demon python and smiled with joy.

"Wang junior brother, there are records of our journey." Nong Yufei, who had been silent, finally couldn’t help himself when he saw that Wang Zijia intended to continue, and said:

"The magic-driven vehicle’s spiritual power reserves that are consumed outside of the disciple recruitment activities not only require us to make up for the magic money, but also surrender the gains, and if operated excessively, even the depreciation of the magic-driven vehicle has to be calculated."

"Eh..." Wang Zijia looked at Nong Yufei in surprise and said, "Is the sect so stingy?"

Nong Yufei rolled his eyes at him, a rare sight, and said, "This is a third-grade war spiritual tool, do you know the cost of consumption? Just now, capturing that snake didn’t even break even with the cost of that wave of attack! If it wasn’t for the sake of the sect’s reputation and grace, do you think we are qualified to control it?!"

"If there were no management regulations, everyone would mess around like this, the cost of maintaining and replenishing the magic-driven vehicles for the disciple recruitment event every ten years would be enough to break the Formation Institute! Would it still exist?"

"Well, then wouldn’t I have lost money, but also need to pay for the snake just now?" Wang Zijia said in disbelief.

"It won’t be that bad. After all, we’ll always encounter one or two dangers on the round trip. I still have some connections in the Formation Institute. They won’t go to this extreme. But if junior brother you insist on continuing like this, and they investigate and ask us to compensate for the magic money, I can’t help."

"Moreover, this corrupted snake, even in the latter stages of the Peak Wine Ceremony, doesn’t have much to research on and can’t sell for money. Junior brother, if you really want to practice bloodline magic arts, you still need to spend money to buy spiritual beasts. These shortcuts won’t work."

"Beast control vein, essence blood vein, transformation vein, etc., every year countless disciples use their future to tell this lesson. Anything related to Sinners needs to be dealt with cautiously, let alone bloodline!"

Nong Yufei looked at Wang Zijia, his words were full of gravitas. Only after spending half a year with the three of them without any unpleasantness and working harmoniously, would he say these words.

"Fine, then we won’t catch anymore. I was actually planning to catch three to five to research." Wang Zijia waved his hand with a bit of disappointment, then added, "As for the one we caught, although it’s not completely polluted, it’s probably only worth about three thousand magic money at the most. Should I give each of the senior brothers a thousand?"

"No need, if junior brother you really have that intention, give it to the disciples below!" Nong Yufei waved his hand, not caring much. As a Peak Wine Ceremony array repairer, this amount of money was not a big deal to him.

"Alright!" As Wang Zijia nodded, he looked at the dozen or so disciples in the control room and said, "Everyone present has a share!"

"Thank you, Martial Uncle!"

"Your generosity is boundless, Martial Uncle!"

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At these words, several disciples’ faces lit up with joy. To them, the share of two hundred magic money wasn’t a small amount at all. Even for those with a deep understanding of array Dao, it would take several years’ salary to accumulate that much – and that was just salary.

Could there be anyone in the main control room who wasn’t making a substantial side income with their mastery of array Dao?

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Having experienced thrills with no real danger, they had traveled for more than a day. As they reached the end of the wilderness, the peripheral lands of the small clans appeared in the thousand-mile mirror of their magic-driven vehicle.

Everyone in the control room, including Wang Zijia, gave a long sigh of relief. This indicated that their journey to recruit disciples had come to an end.

"Weng!"

With a slight tremor, the magic-driven vehicle materialized. Leaving a long trail of spiritual light, it moved brazenly towards the sect.

People and monks lifted their heads to look wherever it passed. Some were full of admiration, others anticipation. A shower of multicolored spiritual light sprinkled down, igniting countless people’s ambitions to enter Wanyu, and setting many life-long goals.

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Half a day later, as soon as the group entered the sect’s range, they felt an overwhelming sense of being locked-on. Even inside the main control room of the magic-driven vehicle, Wang Zijia felt oppressed. This was a treatment not given to ordinary flights entering the sect’s range!

Just as a sudden missile flying into one’s country in his previous life would make the country take notice, regardless of whether it is friendly or hostile.

Wang Zijia’s group, which had already slowed down, completely stopped their magic-driven vehicle at the edge of the various branches’ buildings.

"Shoo, shoo!"

At this moment, several escape lights approached from a distance. There were five people; the one leading was a Perfected and the other four were top-level sacrificial wine experts.

Leading the group, the Perfected took out a strange order symbol.

As the spiritual light of the order symbol lit up, Wang Zijia and the others lost control of the entire magic-driven vehicle.

The team of five didn’t say a word. They took the order symbol and flew towards Qifeng. The order symbol connected the five of them to form an array map, projecting an attraction beam that dragged the magic-driven vehicle along like a net.

The sight of five people, no bigger than specks of light, dragging a vehicle as large as an aircraft carrier was somewhat disproportionate, but it was also quite spectacular and shocking!

This rare spectacle drew the attention of many new disciples who looked up, discussing excitedly and continuously asking questions.

Wang Zijia, viewing this scene through the thousand-mile mirror, didn’t think much of it at first. But after seeing the chaos at Tianhong and the desolation later, he understood the power of Wanyu Sect. Just the events on the periphery of the Wanyu Outer Sect were a grand sight!

The more he knew, the more he understood the strength of Wanyu. Within the scope of the Three Sects, Wanyu was truly considered a holy ground.

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Instead of returning to the Etiquette Institute Square where they had set off from, Wang Zijia and the group were guided towards the Dormitory Square.

At this moment, the Dormitory Square was already crowded, and people from all sect branches had been waiting for quite some time for the teams that had left to recruit disciples.

Counting Wang Zijia’s group, there were already three teams back in the sect that day. There were two other teams before them, bringing in a total of 110,000 Lingtong. Naturally, this drew all branches of the Wanyu Outer Sect.

The square beneath them was divided into more than ten areas. Each area was hosting a selection process, and the spiritual light from the array screens flickered continuously, displaying the grandeur of each branch.

As Wanyu Sect had a dual selection system, while the branches picked their disciples, the new recruits were also free to choose their branches. They could only join a branch when both sides took a liking to each other.

Thus, those selecting disciples had already received the name lists handed over when Wang Zijia’s group were about to return to the sect, with each branch having a certain target.

Similarly, the Lingtong on the magic vehicle had also received information about the branches long ago.

However, compared to the branches that had a clear idea on which Lingtong to recruit after understanding the disciples’ talents, the recruited Lingtong were somewhat at a loss, unsure of which branch to choose. Even reading the materials didn’t help.

After all, there were thousands of Dao branches in Wanyu Sect. Even though they had some information and had looked at it for some time, they still felt lost. One reason was their limited understanding of cultivation, and the other was not knowing which path suited them.

Apart from the top few known branches, they were confused about the rest. And how many among them could get into those top branches?

It was very similar to choosing a university after the college entrance examination in their previous life; they had a lot of information and could see many colleges, but they were still bewildered in front of a vast sea of choices!

They knew about Tsinghua-Peking, but did they have enough scores to get in?!

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