After transmigrating, I cultivated immortality by smelling the scent.

Chapter 138 The World of Cultivation: Strength Determines All Chapters

After two days of hard work in cleaning and tidying up, the White Tiger Sect finally regained its former glory and vitality, but the fierce battle also caused many disciples of the sect to perish.

The courtyard, which was once ravaged by war and left in ruins, is now clean and tidy; the once dilapidated buildings are being repaired and rebuilt, once again displaying their magnificent grandeur; and the charred grass and trees are gradually reviving, regaining their vibrant green color.

However, behind all this beautiful scene lies endless sorrow and grief—many brave and fearless disciples of the White Tiger Sect lie here forever. They used their precious lives to defend the honor of their sect and protect this land from enemy invasion.

In a secret room on Lingyun Peak.

"Elder, how are you recovering?" Han Chuanming asked anxiously. Elder Bai Xiaotian had been in a coma for two days after being taken to the secret room before waking up.

"I...cough cough...I'm...okay...I won't die this time!" Bai Xiaotian spoke each word with extraordinary difficulty, as if he had used up all his strength. His voice was hoarse and low, with obvious trembling and panting.

Her already pale face looked even more haggard and sickly.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, but his body swayed involuntarily, as if he might collapse at any moment.

His eyes revealed an indescribable weariness and pain, as if he had just survived a life-or-death ordeal and was overwhelmed by the burden.

"Elder, your injuries are so severe. You don't need to go as originally agreed in three days. Just stay in the sect and recuperate. I can take some Core Formation stage elders with me, okay?" As the sect leader, Han Chuanming looked at the weak elder and his eyes immediately welled up with tears. He tried his best to persuade Bai Xiaotian to take care of his health.

"Chuanming, I am indeed seriously injured this time. I originally took longevity pills to extend my life by a hundred years, but now I have lost a lot of my life. I feel that I will not be able to hold on for another hundred years. Therefore, you must prepare to advance to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible. Otherwise, our White Tiger Sect may not exist in a hundred years!" Bai Xiaotian said in a trembling voice.

"Elder, if that's the case, you should rest more. Why bother going to Qingyun Mountain to worry about the trivial matters of territory division?" Han Chuanming asked, puzzled.

"The Qingyun Sect's territory is quite large. Without a Nascent Soul cultivator to oversee it, how much benefit can our White Tiger Sect get? In the world of cultivation, everything depends on strength. Without a Nascent Soul cultivator, even a sect can't survive!" Bai Xiaotian said earnestly.

"Disciple understands!" Han Chuanming replied respectfully, secretly pondering how to allocate his time and resources to achieve this goal. Due to his recent busy schedule, he realized that he could no longer manage all the affairs both inside and outside the sect at the same time.

After careful consideration, Han Chuanming decided to entrust the sect's affairs to the reliable Mu Beifeng. Mu Beifeng had always been a trustworthy person with outstanding leadership and organizational skills. He believed that under his leadership, the sect would continue to develop steadily.

Han Chuanming himself will devote himself entirely to cultivation, striving to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. This is a challenging yet opportunity-filled stage; a successful breakthrough will greatly enhance his personal strength and his status in the cultivation world.

"That's more like it!" Seeing Han Chuanming's decisive and firm statement and reasonable arrangements, Bai Xiaotian finally breathed a sigh of relief and showed a satisfied expression.

"Elder, please rest well for now! I will come to bother you again in a day!" Han Chuanming said respectfully, preparing to leave the secret room so as not to disturb Bai Xiaotian's healing.

"Go!" Bai Xiaotian said calmly, then closed his eyes and began to heal his injuries.

After leaving the secret room, Han Chuanming quickly arrived at the council hall of Lingyun Peak and immediately sent a telepathic message to Mu Beifeng to come over.

Mu Beifeng was cultivating in his cave when he heard the telepathic message from Sect Master Han Chuanming and quickly arrived at the council hall of Lingyun Peak.

"Master, what brings you to me in such a hurry?" Mu Beifeng bowed respectfully upon seeing Han Chuanming, his tone revealing a hint of urgency and confusion.

Han Chuanming nodded slightly, his eyes revealing concern for his prized student: "Beifeng, how have you been lately? Especially after that injury, are you fully recovered?"

As he spoke, he carefully examined Mu Beifeng, seemingly trying to detect any subtle changes in his expression. Faced with his master's deep concern, Mu Beifeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he remained humble and respectful: "Thank you for your concern, Master. My injuries have basically recovered, and I am fine."

However, Han Chuanming did not stop there and continued to ask, "Oh? Could you tell me in detail how your recovery is going? If there are still any discomforts, please don't hide them from me." His words were full of concern and worry.

"I'm really all better now, Master!" Mu Beifeng said, about to demonstrate his physical condition.

"That's good. You guys made a great contribution by raiding the Core Formation stage elders of the Qingyun Sect. After we go to Qingyun Mountain, the sect will give you a unified reward. If there's anything you want, just say so, and I will definitely fulfill your request!" Han Chuanming said with a look of anticipation.

"Disciple lacks nothing, but this time, thanks to Junior Brother Ye Xiaobai, our mission has progressed so smoothly, and we even unexpectedly killed the Qingyun Sect Master Lin Pengfei!" Mu Beifeng hurriedly praised Ye Xiaobai to Han Chuanming.

"Oh? I didn't expect Ye Xiaobai to be so extraordinary. What exactly happened?" Han Chuanming quickly inquired about the details.

"Master, it's like this..." Mu Beifeng quickly explained the details of the operation.

After hearing the whole story, Han Chuanming was greatly shocked by Ye Xiaobai's performance. He never expected that Ye Xiaobai, at such a young age, could be so meticulous and quick-witted. He was a rare talent.

"Good, good, good! When the time comes, I will definitely reward Ye Xiaobai handsomely!" Han Chuanming said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master!" Mu Beifeng quickly thanked Han Chuanming for rewarding Ye Xiaobai.

"By the way, there's something else I wanted to tell you," Han Chuanming said calmly, looking at his disciple. "After the trip to Qingyun Mountain, you will be in full charge of the sect's affairs. I have decided to dedicate myself to breaking through to the supreme Nascent Soul stage!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Beifeng's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, "Master? Really? You're really going to advance to the Nascent Soul stage?" His voice trembled with excitement, as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.

You must know, the Nascent Soul stage is a realm that cultivators dream of, representing boundless power and longevity. And his master was about to step into this realm—how could he not feel excited and awestruck?

At the same time, he understood that this meant he would have a heavier burden on his shoulders, but deep down he was filled with anticipation and confidence.