Zhang Yang looked at the several people on the square. He was somewhat surprised that the little chubby guy had arrived first.
This is a flexible fat guy!
He took out a piece of paper and a pen, handed it to the chubby boy and instructed, "I'll give you a task. Register the names of all the people in the order of their arrival at the square. Once everyone is here, I'll explain the matters regarding entering the sect. By the way, what's your name?"
The chubby boy grinned and said, "Master, I'm Wang Baole! I was the first one to arrive!"
"Very good!" Zhang Yang nodded and handed the pen and paper to Wang Baole.
Then, he began to examine the ledger of Qingyun Sect.
The top priority, of course, is to figure out how much wealth the Qingyun Sect still possesses.
Wang Baole was holding a pen and paper. Following the order of arrival, he asked everyone their names and began to make the records.
As soon as Zhang Yang opened the ledger, his face immediately changed.
"Those ancient masters were really useless!" Zhang Yang muttered to himself, shaking his head repeatedly.
He had always believed that the Qingyun Sect was so impoverished that it was reduced to just a few mountains.
Unexpectedly, the very first sentence of the ledger completely shocked him.
"From the Qingyun Peak as the center, an area of three hundred miles in radius is within the jurisdiction of the Qingyun Sect."
What does a radius of 300 miles mean? Zhang Yang from the past knew it best.
That's the entire province!
Such a large area of land, yet there's no money? So poor that they dare not even accept disciples? How could such a person be so useless?
The most important thing is that there is no record of any industries within this 300-mile area.
Zhang Yang clearly remembers that Qingyun Market is just a few miles away from Qingyun Sect and is also within the territory of Qingyun Sect. This is Qingyun Sect's property.
The most outrageous thing is that he visited Qingyun Market, where the restaurants, pharmacies and other businesses there actually paid taxes.
Where did these taxes go?
Zhang Yang kept looking at the ledger, becoming increasingly angry. Were these cultivators' minds completely devoted to their cultivation? Did they have no understanding of anything else?
When he reached the end of the ledger, he saw that the remaining spirit stones numbered one hundred and three, lying alone on the page. Zhang Yang couldn't hold back his emotions any longer.
The prestigious Qingyun Sect, a sect with a history of five thousand years, now only has one hundred and three sacred stones left...
No wonder every time he wanted to buy the elixir and take it, Seventh Uncle would solemnly advise him: "Zhang Yang, using elixirs for cultivation is a secondary method. Moreover, the qi obtained in that way is not pure, and it also causes impurities in the body. This is very detrimental to us as monks. The most superior form of cultivation is to assimilate the qi of the universe..."
What kind of inferior behavior! The truth is, it's simply because of lack of money!
After all, even the cheapest Qi-nourishing pill costs two hundred Reins!
Apart from the spirit stones, there were no crafting materials, no alchemy herbs... There were no such things at all!
On the entire Qingyun Peak, the Qingyunzi brothers and sisters (seven in total) would often retreat into seclusion.
As for promoting himself, he could indeed go to Qingyun Seventh Peak to search for medicinal herbs to sell. But how much could one find alone?
Has he continued his practice?
So, over the past ten years, Zhang Yang has been going through a very difficult time and has long wanted to make changes.
However, Zhang Yang honestly admits that the elders have been quite kind to him.
Since he was brought up to the mountain ten years ago, we immediately provided him with a set of clothing, and even included high-end items such as space rings.
This entire process would not be possible without at least several hundred thousand spirit stones.
From this perspective, the Seven Elders of Qingyun did indeed do their best in training their disciples. They were several responsible and considerate elders.
Of course, this led to the situation where Qingyunzi and others immediately regarded the fact that Zhangyang had recruited dozens of disciples as a sign of the end of the world.
"Brother Senior, the registration is all done. There are a total of eighty-seven people!" Wang Baole presented the list to Zhang Yang and said, "Please give your instructions on what we should do next, Brother Senior."
Zhang Yang closed the ledger, took the list in Wang Baole's hand, glanced at it briefly, and then put it away.
He stood up and looked at the eighty-seven teenagers on the square.
Many of the teenagers also instinctively straightened their bodies, waiting for Zhang Yang to announce the matter.
They are already disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Of course, they will have to follow the rules of the Qingyun Sect in the future.
Zhang Yang glanced at everyone and said, "First of all, I would like to congratulate all of you on being admitted to the Qingyun Sect!
The Qingyun Sect was founded over five thousand years ago. In history, there were as many as seventeen people who successfully ascended to the celestial realm. Therefore, being able to join the Qingyun Sect is a great honor for all of you."
However, have you all noticed a problem?
"Where will everyone be living in the future?"
The people couldn't help looking around. Besides the main hall, there were several tower buildings as well.
As for the rest, it was all just forests and mountains, with no houses at all.
However, since they have already joined the sect, shouldn't the accommodation issue be handled by the sect itself?
Zhang Yang's expression turned serious and he continued, "As you all must have heard, in the past few decades, my Qingyun Sect has only admitted one person, and that was me. As usual, this time we will also carefully select disciples."
However, this time our sect has encountered a major upheaval that has not occurred in a century.
This major transformation is closely related to each and every one of us present here.
That is precisely why I have opened up all possible channels to invite all my fellow disciples to come up the mountain and jointly deal with this unprecedented major upheaval that has occurred in the past century.
If we handle things well, in the future world, there will be a place for us. Even those who have ascended to the celestial realm will have us among them.
If you fail to handle it properly, it will lead to irreparable consequences.
Dear fellow students, don't try to evade. This is something you simply cannot avoid.
"I would like to ask you all, would you be willing to join me and face this together?"
The people in the square looked at each other in confusion.
From Zhang Yang's words, they sensed the seriousness of the situation.
But, what exactly happened?
Wang Baole took a sip of water and asked, "Brother First, what should we do?"
Zhang Yang slowly said, "As for the details of the plan, we'll discuss them later. Right now, your first task is to quickly build a residence. The seven mountains behind the main hall have already been occupied by the elders of the sect on their peaks. Besides the peaks, you can choose suitable locations on the mountains to build houses. Hurry up and get to work. Solve the housing problem as soon as possible. We'll give you two days. After two days, we'll gather here again and I'll teach you the methods of cultivation."
There was a brief pause, and Zhang Yang's tone became colder. "Remember, you are now fellow students. Fellow students should be friendly to each other. If you dare to bully others, the consequences will not be something you can bear."
After saying that, he leaped off and flew away.
The people in the square were somewhat bewildered.
They felt something was amiss, but after all, it was their first time joining a sect, and they had no idea what other sects were like.
After a moment of confusion, everyone still decided to build a place to live.
After all, we've already arrived. We can't just sleep on the ground, can we?
At the summit of Qingyun Peak, the Qingyun Master who claimed to be going into seclusion, along with the other six people, were all sitting together.
They were observing the situation in front of the main hall through a precious mirror.
"Brother First, what should we do now?" The third person, Dan Chenzi, frowned and looked at Qing Yunzi. "I'm certain that most of these eighty-seven disciples are traitors from other sects. Now that Zhang Yang has brought all of them in, how should we respond?"
Qingyunzi said crossly, "If it weren't for your laziness, this situation wouldn't have occurred?"
Dan Chenzi gave a bitter smile and said, "I never expected Zhang Yang to do this... We were never supposed to leave the sect at will. All the sect's resources were used for the great array... Even feeding all these disciples was a problem, let alone the fact that there were traitors among them. Why not just find some reason to send them all back down the mountain!"
"Ridiculous! Going up the mountain and then rushing down immediately, the face of the Qingyun Sect is surely ruined?" Qingyunzi glared at Dan Chenzi. "Even if that's what needs to be done, it still has to wait for some time, right?"
Qingyunzi wore a sad expression on his face. Now that everyone has returned to the mountain, if the Qingyun Sect can't support its disciples and starve them to death, the reputation that has been built up over thousands of years will be completely ruined!
What should we do?
Suddenly, Second Uncle Ling Yunzi's expression changed. "Oh no! That guy Zhang Yang has come to see me!"
Come knocking at the door at this time? Can there be any good news?
The others all turned to look at the Second Uncle, with malicious smiles on their faces.
"Go quickly! Don't let us get involved!" The crowd urged one after another.
The second apprentice looked miserable as he flew back to the top of his mountain.