After Being Expelled from the Sect, My Beautiful Master Begged Me for Forgiveness - Chapter 19:

Chapter 19: Fortune Has Spirit, Bearing the Qualities of an Immortal!

“Today, this poor Daoist has truly broadened his horizons! The useless Holy Son you all mocked and humiliated… turns out to be the one upon whom the Grand Righteous Sword Sect’s great fortune was tied! And now, as the man leaves, the fortune collapses…”

“And to add salt to the wound, he even possesses a Crimson Blood Loyal Heart Token. Tsk tsk… impressive!”

Daoist Santong laughed heartily, his tone dripping with schadenfreude, showing no intention of hiding his glee.

The disciples of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates also laughed, many whispering and mocking openly.

“Chen Xuan, that unfilial disciple, deserves to die!”

In an instant, Ji Yaoyue’s body heated up, her delicate teeth clenched in shame and anger, an indescribable sense of loss welling up in her heart.

This isn’t how it should be!

It shouldn’t have turned out like this!

That trash clearly self-destructed his 9th Grade Golden Core and fell from the heavens to the mud. How could he still influence the rise and fall of the sect’s fortune?

It should be Wushuang, the prodigious son of heaven, the one cherished by the sect’s fortune!

“Hmph!”

Li Yinglian suddenly snorted coldly, her words sharp as ice. “You all misunderstand! Over the years, the Grand Righteous Sword Sect’s fortune has been centered around the Ancient Evolution Sword Palace… now that the palace has fallen into silence, it’s only natural the fortune has dissipated!”

“Chen Xuan has long since become a cripple. How could he possibly influence the sect’s fortune?”

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded in agreement.

At this time, Zhao Caiyue, holding her swollen face, began cursing Chen Xuan as a backstabbing wolf, despicable and shameless.

With her leading the way, the members of the Grand Righteous Sword Sect grew furious, joining in the cursing.

Though Du Meng and Shi Lei tried to argue back, their voices were quickly drowned out…

Regardless of whether this matter was truly caused by Chen Xuan or not… the Grand Righteous Sword Sect needed someone to take the blame!

And Chen Xuan was undoubtedly the perfect scapegoat!

At this moment, Li Yinglian reluctantly took out a black jade sphere from her robe and handed it to Ji Wushuang.

“Wushuang, this is the Seven Absolutes Sphere. If you can fully refine it, you will become the master of the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak! The Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak is one of the sect’s ancient treasures, and using it to gather the sect’s fortune will not be difficult!”

BOOM!

The crowd was thrown into an uproar!

Anyone with knowledge of the Grand Righteous Sword Sect’s heritage knew what the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak represented…

It was the exclusive possession of the sect master’s heir throughout the generations!

Li Yinglian giving the Seven Absolutes Sphere was an obvious show of support and endorsement.

“Thank you, Sect Master, for your immense grace!”

Ji Wushuang was so moved he kneeled on the spot, kowtowing three times to express his gratitude.

Then, he solemnly accepted the Seven Absolutes Sphere and began refining it with a drop of blood.

An incense stick of time later.

Heavenly melodies echoed, and waves of sword intent radiated from Ji Wushuang’s body, growing stronger and stronger!

“Huh? Wushuang seems to have gained a great fortune from refining the Seven Absolutes Sphere!” Ji Yaoyue said joyfully.

At that moment, thunder and wind roared around Ji Wushuang, and the clear sound of swords echoed endlessly.

BOOM!

In the heart of the Grand Righteous Sword Sect, a golden peak trembled violently, exuding a terrifying aura.

Ji Wushuang grinned and said excitedly, “Thank you, Sect Master! I have finally comprehended the mystery of sword momentum!”

“I am now in a wondrous state where I can control the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak to gather the sect’s fortune! All I lack now is enough spirit stones!”

Sword Techniques, Sword Qi, Sword Intent, Sword Momentum, Sword Domain, Sword Heart, Sword God!

These were the sword path realms that countless sword cultivators pursued.

Even many Nascent Soul Elders failed to comprehend sword momentum, yet Ji Wushuang had done so.

Such performance was a complete reversal of his earlier humiliation!

“Good! Good! Good!”

Li Yinglian clapped and praised, smiling. “Everyone, why not move the Holy Son celebration to the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak? At that time, our Grand Righteous Sword Sect will host a spirit wine feast to celebrate!”

Ji Yaoyue was all smiles, patting her trembling ample chest, promising that the spirit stones would be her responsibility!

Thus, everyone flew into the sky on their swords!

An hour later.

At the foot of Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak, Ji Yaoyue’s beautiful face turned ashen…

She had already offered up all her wealth—two hundred thousand top-grade spirit stones.

The result?

The peak’s fortune had yet to condense…

So, Li Yinglian led the members of the sect to contribute spirit stones.

But still, it wasn’t enough!

“Sect Master, Master… I can feel that the fortune we’re gathering this time is extraordinary! It seems… to have spirit!” Ji Wushuang shouted excitedly.

“What?”

Everyone was shocked!

Even Daoist Santong and others showed expressions of envy and jealousy.

Fortune with spirit—a phenomenon of extremely low probability!

The ‘spirit’ it would birth was no ordinary thing and was revered as an Immortal Source!

If one could obtain the spirit of the sect’s fortune, not only would their cultivation potential soar, but even achieving immortality would no longer be a dream…

“Wushuang, you are truly outstanding! Master is so proud of you!”

Ji Yaoyue was flushed with excitement, her beautiful eyes shining!

However, there was also an urgent and pressing problem before them…

They were out of spirit stones!

Thus, Li Yinglian swept her gaze around and said in a deep voice, “All members of the Grand Righteous Sword Sect, contribute generously! Whether Wushuang can attain the qualities of an immortal depends on today!”

Though the elders and disciples of the sect felt the pain in their hearts, they still took out large amounts of spirit stones.

Thus, pile after pile of spirit stones was devoured by the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak…

“It’s close! I can feel it! That spiritual aura seems to be connected to the sword… it’s getting stronger! Oh, oh, oh…”

Ji Wushuang shouted excitedly, filled with anticipation!

But after an incense stick of time, he was dumbfounded…

The mountain of spirit stones had been exhausted again!

Ji Yaoyue quickly looked at the members of the Nine Sects and Thirteen Gates, hoping they could lend a hand.

“Whose spirit stones are blown here by the wind? Loan? Impossible, let alone give them away!”

“Exactly! The more outstanding Ji Wushuang is, the less chance our sect’s Holy Sons have at the disciple recruitment conference!”

“Forget it, Holy Son Ji. Give it up! Bearing the qualities of an immortal… do you think it’s that easy?”

Daoist Santong and the others all spoke up, mocking sourly.

Loan spirit stones?

They weren’t fools!

Ji Yaoyue was so furious that her chest almost exploded!

All that talk of righteous sects being as one… it was all nonsense!

A bunch of short-sighted bastards!

“Sect Master, Master! You must think of a way! I think… at most another one million top-grade spirit stones will be enough!” Ji Wushuang shouted, extremely anxious.

Li Yinglian hesitated repeatedly before finally ordering Chi Xuzhi to bring the sect’s treasure vault reserves!

Thus, 1.1 million spirit stones of various grades were delivered, yet they were still swallowed up by the Heaven-Piercing Golden Peak like a bottomless pit.

And still, it was not enough…

“This time it’s really about to complete! At most seven or eight hundred thousand more! I can already feel the fortune’s spirit, it’s truly related to the sword!”

“Sect Master, Master! Whether I can become a Sword Immortal in the future depends on this last stretch!”

Ji Wushuang pleaded excitedly, unable to calm down.

However, Li Yinglian and Ji Yaoyue’s faces turned grim…

Both of them had already been drained of all their spirit stone reserves, utterly powerless.

At this moment, Fourth Senior Sister Mu Xueyuan stepped forward from the crowd with a sinister smile and said, “Sect Master, Master! Now the only hope is the several million spirit stones inside the Panlong Ring!”

“That trash Chen Xuan can no longer cultivate, so what use does he have for spirit stones? Helping Junior Brother become the future Sword Immortal is his highest honor!”