Yun Jin secretly tightened her grip around the building token for the disciple residence. Then, she activated it. She too was curious. She wanted to see how the system would conjure a building out of thin air.
Everyone else couldn't help but watch as well.
The next moment—
A building manifested out of nothing, rising on the empty ground.
What was this… a building-type artifact?
Before the disciples could even react, the structure came alive. It expanded outward at a terrifying pace, as if countless unseen craftsmen were constructing a miracle under the acceleration of ten thousand times the flow of time.
Before their stunned eyes, the once-uneven ground leveled out, barren earth was reshaped, and within just a dozen breaths, a sprawling complex appeared across the clearing.
Compared to this grand sight, the pitiful little stone huts standing before it looked utterly shameful.
An Tong and the others stood slack-jawed.
What in the world?
The other disciples might think this was some hidden heritage of the Wushuang Sect, but they knew the truth. Wushuang Sect had no such foundation. This was entirely something Yun Jin had pulled out herself.
Even the Tian Po Sword was dumbstruck. He couldn't help but ask, "Young Master… what… what is this?"
There were artifact-type dwellings in the cultivation world, yes. But this… this was not an artifact. No artifact appeared piece by piece like this. This wasn't a conjured object. It was truly being constructed from nothing—only at a speed so fast it defied reason.
"A miracle," Yun Jin replied calmly.
The Tian Po Sword nearly choked.
A miracle?
Wasn't that just boasting?
But what else could possibly explain what they had just seen?
The scene fell into dead silence. Everyone stared blankly at Yun Jin, her robes fluttering in the air.
Could she… really be a divine being?
Or perhaps the reincarnation of a god?
The more they thought about it, the more plausible it seemed.
Normally, souls of this world only reincarnated within its own cycle. True powerhouses might return as mortals, but the souls of immortals and gods should never descend here.
And yet, Yun Jin's talent had always far exceeded the limits of this world. Her very existence defied its order.
So… was she truly a god reborn?
With that thought, their hearts shifted.
They had all steeled themselves for hardship, ready to endure centuries of obscurity in Wushuang Sect, hoping one day to rival a Holy Land. Their opponents were powers of immeasurable strength.
But now—
As they gazed at the disciple quarters rising from nothing, a new certainty filled them. Perhaps it wasn't they who would suffer hardship. Perhaps it would be their enemies.
Hope burned in their hearts, fiercer than ever before. If Yun Jin was truly a god reborn, then every impossibility suddenly had its answer. This wasn't just boarding a new ship. They were boarding a giant warship destined to shake the heavens.
Yun Jin caught the shifts in their expressions and was faintly satisfied. Without such confidence as a foundation, if she were to say she planned to raise the sect to the level of a super-sect within two months, they would only think her insane.
But the disciple quarters were far from simple.
Yun Jin glanced at the freshly built first-tier disciple quarters. Without hesitation, she pressed the upgrade option. In her interface, the building advanced from first-tier to second-tier instantly.
The complex doubled in size, stretching across a far greater area.
New functions appeared as well.
Before the disciples could recover, she immediately upgraded it to third-tier. The shabby stone huts were finally torn down, replaced by a magnificent expanse of structures. The quarters now filled the entire clearing, vast enough to house thousands of disciples with ease.
Qin Ping stared, utterly dumbstruck, his jaw hanging loose.
A building… expanding before their very eyes?
Could this really be possible?
He had already placed Yun Jin's status at the highest peak in his heart. Yet now, he realized he had underestimated her still.
Yun Jin could not be bound by this world. He even felt a chilling certainty: even the exalted Heavenly Dao itself might one day have to bow before her.
Once, the Heavenly Dao had guided him to follow Yun Jin. He thought it had chosen to favor her.
But now he saw the truth.
It wasn't the Heavenly Dao bestowing a gift upon Yun Jin.
It was the Heavenly Dao begging Yun Jin for aid.
Qin Ping forced his jaw shut. He had to remain composed.
From this day on, the name of Wushuang Sect would spread with Yun Jin's, shaking the entire cosmos. And as the first generation of Grand Elders, he too would have to match that stature.
The miraculous construction itself was enough to shock.
But Yun Jin wouldn't have spent so much Emotional Value just for this.
She smiled faintly and spoke. "The disciple quarters contain three regions: the common disciple region, the elite disciple region, and the core disciple region. The common disciple area has a spiritual energy concentration three times that of the outside world. The elite disciple area has ten times the concentration. The core disciple area has twenty times."
She paused after speaking.
The crowd wavered in disbelief.
True, one could gather spiritual energy using arrays.
But for this many people at once? The resources required would be astronomical. Yet this seemed to be a natural function of the building itself. They had seen Yun Jin arrange no formation. A self-sustaining building that provided cultivation blessings for everyone inside?
This was… too extravagant.
"And the difference in spiritual energy concentration is the simplest feature," Yun Jin continued with calm authority. "The quarters also provide clarity of mind, suppress distractions, and enhance comprehension. Long-term residence permanently raises one's insight and permanently lowers the risk of falling to heart demons."
The place erupted into noise.
Enhance comprehension?
What kind of heaven-defying effect was that?
Never had anyone heard of such a thing—not from arrays, not from pills, not from divine treasures.
"Any other questions about the disciple quarters?" Yun Jin asked leisurely after letting their astonishment stew.
There was silence.
At last, a disciple gathered his courage. "Sect Master, how will common, elite, and core disciples be divided?"
Yun Jin smiled. "That, you will know soon enough. Any other questions?"
So many questions burned in their minds. Yet none dared voice them. Yun Jin's image as a mysterious miracle-worker had rooted itself too deeply. They would know soon, once they lived within the quarters themselves.
Since no one spoke, Yun Jin smiled again. "Very well. In that case, let us move to the next place."
She turned her gaze toward a towering peak in the distance.
"Follow me to the summit."
The disciples answered at once.
That mountain was the tallest in the Wushuang Sect's secret realm, piercing the clouds themselves. Even the mortal-born recruits among the new disciples gritted their teeth and climbed all the way to the top.
Only Su Lingling, because of her age, seemed to climb on her own, though Yun Jin had secretly eased her journey.
When they reached the summit, the view was magnificent, the wind crisp and clean.
Yun Jin looked over them with a smile.
"From today onward, this mountain shall be called the Trial Mountain."