Chapter 66: Are You Satisfied?

Sect Leader Qiu said, “Miss Han Yue, our Hundred Flowers Sword Sect is about to be dissolved by the Cultivator Alliance. Even our sect will be taken away, leaving us with nowhere to go. So, of course, we are willing to stay in Jiaoyang City. But… as you can see, we are either too old or too young, and our cultivation and talents are quite ordinary. Staying here would only hold you back.”

Feng Siyue shook her head and said, “How could you be a burden? Everyone in this world has their own strengths. I will help you find your own positions and ensure you have meaningful roles. Moreover, I have many cultivation techniques, and there might be some suitable for you.”

They were shocked, not expecting Feng Siyue to think so highly of them.

“Are you serious? Can we learn the techniques you have inherited?” Sect Leader Qiu asked respectfully, his voice filled with cautious excitement.

Sect Leader Qiu was excited but also worried about misunderstanding her intentions.

He and the other elders were too old to change their cultivation techniques, but there were other disciples in the sect. If they could access better techniques, it would be a tremendous opportunity.

However, he was concerned that these techniques came from different sects and wondered if they could freely learn them.

“Yes, you don’t need to worry. If I say you can learn them, you can,” Feng Siyue said with a confident smile on her face.

Sect Leader Qiu, though excited, still hesitated. “But will your masters be at peace with this decision?”

Feng Siyue laughed and said with a carefree expression, “Don’t worry. Since my masters entrusted the sect to me, they left it to my discretion. As long as I can continue their legacy, what does it matter?”

Her masters were incompatible in life, but in the Ghost Realm, though they verbally disdained each other, they united to teach her everything with dedication.

Feng Siyue vaguely guessed that their demise might have been part of a grand conspiracy, so they were unwilling to reincarnate. The eldest master gathered them together, hoping that one day they could return from the Ghost Realm to uncover the conspiracy and seek revenge.

They never explicitly told her to seek revenge for them, only to help them clean up their sect. They never mentioned revenge.

But they underestimated her intelligence. Even if they said nothing, she could naturally deduce that their existence back then must have posed a significant threat to certain people, and worried that they would continue to fall in a hundred years.

Therefore, Feng Siyue didn’t want to inherit each sect individually. If she was going to do something, she wanted to do it big. She planned to widely accept disciples from all over the world and cultivate them, passing down her masters’ techniques.

What better way to achieve this than by merging all the sects?

Listening to Feng Siyue, both Lu Chen and Lan Yi realized that the cultivation world in the Northern Abyss might undergo a massive transformation because of her.

Hearing Feng Siyue’s words, the people from the Hundred Flowers Sword Sect were no longer worried. They were excited and filled with hope for the future.

Ning Sui clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude to Feng Siyue, then said, “Senior Sister, Yuan and I want to go back to the sect as soon as possible to bring our brothers and sisters over.”

He was afraid that the sect would face retaliation from the Cultivator Alliance, so he wanted to go back personally.

Feng Siyue smiled and waved her hand, saying, “No need. I’ve already sent people there. You just stay here and rest. I’ll take care of everything.”

Ning Sui was stunned for a moment. She had already thought of this and sent people?

Looking at Feng Siyue’s bright smile, Ning Sui suddenly felt that this senior sister, who seemed younger than him, was like a divine being, giving him an immense sense of security.

Feng Siyue asked Lan Yi to arrange rooms for them and then yawned, heading back to her room for a nap.

No matter how big the matter was, it couldn’t compare to her need for sleep.

“Mother, mother, Masked Uncle has actually repaired our sect for us!”

As soon as she woke up, she saw her son running over, excitedly telling her.

Feng Siyue, still groggy from sleep, asked, “What was repaired?”

“Hurry up, Mother! I’ll take you to see it! There are so many people watching!”

Little Mifan excitedly pulled her out of bed and skillfully combed her hair before leading her out the door.

As soon as they stepped out of the gate of the Tianmen Sword Sect, they looked up to see several towering ancient buildings reaching into the clouds.

Rubbing her eyes, Feng Siyue instantly woke up and, holding the small hands of her son and daughter, headed towards the direction of the Sword Burial Ground.

After just a few steps, she saw the street filled with people. She opened her umbrella and flew over.

Without any other buildings obstructing the view, the scene before her was fully visible.

She saw that the shops she had bought had been leveled to the ground, and in their place, tall buildings had risen.

Counting them, she found there were nine tall ancient buildings, forming a circle around the area. The center had been paved into a square that could accommodate at least ten thousand people.

The nine ancient buildings were of different designs, some resembling ancient towers, others like flying pavilions. Without exception, they all had their own barriers, clearly high-level magical artifacts!

No wonder these tall buildings had appeared so suddenly; they were all magical artifacts!

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and a tall, slender figure suddenly appeared beside her. Di Xuan Shang’s deep voice asked,

“How is it? Are you satisfied?”

Satisfied, Feng Siyue was indeed satisfied.

She hadn’t expected that in just the time it took for a nap, her sect would be built.

The buildings were not only grand and majestic but also exuded an ancient charm. Such tall structures had become the most striking buildings within a hundred miles of Jiaoyang City.

In the future, when people spoke of Jiaoyang City, they might first think of these unique nine tall buildings rather than the Vast Academy.

Looking at the tall man standing beside her, Feng Siyue smiled and said, “I plan to merge all the sects and establish a new sect, not just the Tianmen Sword Sect. Are you sure you want to help me like this?”

“If the Sword God doesn’t mind, then I have no reason to mind,” Di Xuan Shang said lightly.

Feng Siyue thought to herself that this was not what he had said the first time they met.

Back then, although she had the Heavenly Mystery Sword and had inherited the legacy of the Sword God, he had said that only with his approval would he hand over the Tianmen Sword Sect to her. He had been incredibly cold and indifferent.

Now, it wasn’t just about rebuilding the Tianmen Sword Sect but merging all the sects.

The only reason he would do this, besides pleasing her, could be what?

Feng Siyue couldn’t think of any other possibility.

Moreover, in her previous life, countless people had pursued her, and she was well aware of her charm. She could keenly sense when a man had different feelings for her.

As a mature woman, Feng Siyue certainly wouldn’t expose him. Such ambiguity was beneficial for warming up the relationship, and it was a matter of who would lose patience first and break the ice.

Feng Siyue smiled and thanked him.

“I really like it. For such a grand gift, I think I should also give you a big gift in return.”