System's Super Sect
Chapter 103. Martial Arts Assembly

Chapter 103: 103. Martial Arts Assembly

Time passed like this in cultivation for several days, and by the third day at noon after posting the task, Wenping came up with a way to let more people know about the Immortal Sect.

He had thought about it several times during these days, and last night while bathing, something flashed in his mind, making him suddenly recall something his father once did.

A Martial Arts Conference!

This was a grand event he had seen when he was very young, where the Immortal Sect selected many Body Refining Disciples and Elders to descend the mountain to explain martial arts. Moreover, they would provide guidance and even help you plan a bright path for cultivation.

And this is precisely the most precious thing. Without joining a reputable teacher or consulting cultivators above the Body Refinement Realm level 10, nobody can guide you. Neither of these are easily accessible to the average person.

Therefore, the opportunity of the Martial Arts Conference seemed extremely precious, and at that time it almost attracted ten thousand people to come and listen.

The scene at that time, even now when recalling, is still vivid.

He stood outside the open ground, licking the sweet hawthorn candies bought by his mother, staring straight at the originally thousand-person space, which at that time was crowded with several thousand people, making the area completely congested.

During the three-day duration of the Martial Arts Conference, nearly ten thousand people queued to have the masters of the Immortal Sect show them a path forward.

Although eventually only a thousand of them got guidance, the momentum that time was indeed grand.

Then he began to work on the process of organizing the Martial Arts Conference. As for how many days it should last, he hadn’t decided yet. If it works well, he is certainly willing to run it longer. After all, it’s for the task; being tired is worthwhile.

That evening during dinner, Wenping said to Yun Liao: "Elder Yun, in a few days I will host a Martial Arts Conference at the foot of Yunlan Mountain, so prepare a bit these days."

"Martial Arts Conference?"

Yun Liao didn’t quite understand what this Martial Arts Conference was about.

Wenping explained: "The Martial Arts Conference is to solve the doubts of some Body Refining Cultivators who come for consultation, and also to show them a clear path for cultivation. For example, some people are not suited for practicing fist techniques, but the guidance they receive at a martial arts hall happens to focus on fist techniques, which won’t allow them to achieve significant success. Given your current realm, guiding some beginners should be something easy for you."

Upon hearing Wenping’s explanation, Yun Liao hesitated for a moment, pondering over some words. Actually, he wasn’t sure whether to ask, but not asking made him uncomfortable. He pondered for a while until Wenping glanced at him, and he couldn’t help but speak.

"Sect Leader, forgive me for not quite understanding why you are doing this. Ruling those who aren’t part of our sect, whose hearts must differ, why guide them? Or... you plan to make money from this opportunity."

Halfway through speaking, Yun Liao seemed to have an epiphany, suddenly understanding, and directly gave a thumbs up.

As if to say: Brilliant, truly brilliant.

Then he continued, "Sect Leader, rest assured, I will certainly do a good job of this."

"No." Wenping shook his head.

Seeing Wenping shake his head, Yun Liao’s smile instantly froze, and he then asked, "Sect Leader, if it’s not for money, then why guide these people without any reason? Isn’t it a loss to waste our cultivation time on outsiders?"

"A loss?"

Yun Liao glanced at Wenping’s expression, seeing it was still the same smiling face, he continued speaking, "Sect Leader, I feel it doesn’t earn us much either."

Wenping chuckled and said, "I remember in my homeland, a foreign great man—’Worce Aggie’ once said—when you have the ability to help others, you can try to help them, and then you can harvest something more valuable than power. Just think, when you walk down the street in the future, girls won’t approach you because of your looks but because they admire your character and offer themselves to you willingly. How would you feel?"

"I should be very happy."

Yun Liao mused for a while excitedly, then showed a slightly sweet smile.

Seeing this, Wenping smiled wryly inside and continued, "Yes, that’s what you reap by helping others. Power can earn you respect and make your enemies fear you, but only by helping others can you make them admire you and adore you. This is something power alone cannot give you."

After listening, Yun Liao nodded.

In his mind, he suddenly felt some admiration for Wenping. Nowadays, besides taking care of your own matters, who cares about others’ troubles?

Except for relatives, very few care whether you are hungry or not.

Of course, one kind of person would care, and that is the innkeeper, because you can bring him profits.

A heart like the Sect Leader’s is rare in this world.

"Sect Leader, rest assured, leave the Martial Arts Conference to me, I will certainly prepare well in these days." Yun Liao immediately promised with a pat on his chest, and then Yang Lele and others also responded quickly, their expressions looked very excited, clearly affected by Wenping’s previous words.

Each of them looked at Wenping with eyes full of respect.

Seeing this scene, Wenping nodded with a smile.

He thought: getting closer to the goal of ten thousand people, and at the same time spreading love and hope.

Thanks to the great man—Worce Aggie!

Thanks to the wisdom!

Love is boundless!

In the evening, Wenping came to the foot of Yunlan Mountain, looking along the street for a place to post notices.

When Wenping posted the first notice in front of the inn’s wall, the waiter who came out to greet the guests immediately shouted: "You brat, what are you doing? Is this a place to randomly post things? Looking to die, are you."

Wenping turned his head, giving a cold glare.

After all, the waiter was just an ordinary person; being stared at like this, he took a step back in fear, leaning against the door to steady himself.

"You..."

When he tried to speak again, he realized he couldn’t complete a sentence.

The boss who was strolling in the inn saw the situation, immediately looked out the window, and was startled upon seeing who was outside, hurriedly stumbling with his pants in a panic-stricken haste.

The innkeeper was a plump middle-aged man, walking with difficulty but still arrived in front of Wenping in a flash. Because Wenping was the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, and his unfortunate subordinate actually dared to curse.

Even if the Immortal Sect had fallen, Wenping was not someone he could afford to offend.

What’s more, after seeing the family clan leaders retreat humiliated a few days earlier and hearing the news those people spread, local folks affirmed the Immortal Sect had genuinely risen. At this time, Wenping was even more invincible.

"Wen Sect Leader, it’s an honor, please excuse our failure to welcome you sooner, this fellow is ignorant and didn’t recognize your presence, I beg you don’t hold it against him. Please come in, order whatever you like, it’s on me." With that, the chubby boss continued to stand beside Wenping with a bright smile, slightly bowing.

Wenping said: "No need for food; I want to borrow your wall."

"Wen Sect Leader, please feel free..."

Having said this, the chubby boss glared at the waiter behind him.

Fire seemed about to shoot from his eyes, while in his heart he affirmed a fact—he must dismiss this guy, otherwise if Wenping holds a grudge, even he might get implicated.

Under this glare, the waiter’s not-foolish mind immediately turned over, and he knelt down with a thud.

"Wen Sect Leader, my eyes failed me, don’t hold it against me, spare this one’s life."

His words attracted the attention of the people around, but hearing it was Wenping, they all withdrew their gazes.

Because they couldn’t afford to offend the Immortal Sect either.

In case just looking for a while got them beaten; that would be too unjust.