Lin Qingling started, and everyone began to discuss.
Generally.
Everyone's opinions were consistent.
They must attend this Sect Assembly.
Only by attending the Sect Assembly could their sect's name be written into the Sect Roster, truly becoming a member of the Central Continent.
From then on, they could also receive unequal resource support according to their sect's rank.
The City Lord had helped them a great deal in moving to the Southern Orchid Continent.
But they couldn't always rely on the City Lord for sustenance.
They could also strive and fight for themselves with their own abilities.
"This Sect Assembly, we must go."
"Once we attend the Sect Assembly, our goal is to be ranked as a middle-tier sect. A middle-tier sect can almost establish itself here."
"That's right, we can also officially join the alliance and participate in some simple decisions."
"We didn't come here to muddle along. If we want to achieve something, attending the Sect Assembly is imperative."
Those who came to the Central Continent were all ambitious.
Those who preferred to stay in a corner would not choose to come to the Central Continent at all.
Regarding attending the Sect Assembly, everyone quickly reached a consensus.
"Since that's settled, our three sects will go together," Lin Qingling said. "It'll be good to have each other's support on the way."
The three sects were already connected by a common spirit, and no one had any objection to this.
Lin Qingling pondered for a moment, then said, "This Sect Assembly will assess the sect's strength from various dimensions. First, the number of powerful cultivators. To be rated as a middle-tier sect, there must be at least three cultivators at the Tribulation Transcendence stage. The number of Void Refinement stage and Body Integration stage cultivators must not be less than twenty. Moreover, in the new generation, both quantity and quality are required."
Over the years, disciples from the three sects had entered the Eye of All Dharma, and these rumors were what they had gathered in All Dharma City.
"The geniuses of the Central Continent are divided into four ranks: A, B, C, and D. To become a middle-tier sect, at least three A-rank geniuses and ten B-rank geniuses are needed."
"Secondly, there are requirements for the sect's foundation. The resources near the sect, the number of sect archives, and so on. These factors combined will determine the sect's final rank."
"This rank also represents the Sect Alliance's judgment of a sect's potential. Those with higher potential naturally receive more support."
"After many years of effort, our three sects have met the requirements for the number of powerful cultivators. The only thing is, we are still not very clear about their method of evaluating geniuses. Although our disciples are excellent, we don't know if they can be rated as A-rank."
Lin Qingling explained in detail.
As newcomers, they were indeed completely clueless about these matters.
Of course.
If they were to ask the City Lord for help, the City Lord would most likely assist them.
But.
How could they keep bothering him like this?
They had to learn to stand on their own feet.
"If Li Shuang were here, getting an A-rank genius evaluation would be a piece of cake," an elder of the Sword Sect sighed.
Who could doubt Li Shuang's talent?
She was a presence that had not appeared for many years, yet still dominated the talent rankings.
Lin Qingling's gaze also changed slightly.
She sighed softly.
Who would have known.
That day, Xiao Shuang's trip to the Langya Palace secret realm would last so long!
Eight years ago, upon learning that the other disciples who entered the secret realm had already come out, Lin Qingling became even more anxious.
Fortunately.
The City Lord sent word that Li Shuang was fine.
Only then did she manage to suppress the anxiety in her heart.
In the past.
When she was merely the peak master of Ruthless Peak, she only thought about doing her best to protect her few disciples.
But now.
She had become the sect leader of the Sword Sect, and she bore far more responsibility than before.
She not only wanted to protect these disciples, but she also greedily wanted to protect everyone.
Only Li Shuang.
She walked too fast, too far, and her master had long been unable to help her.
All she could do was wait here quietly for Li Shuang's return.
"Xiao Shuang is still in the secret realm. We don't know if she can make it to this Sect Assembly," Lin Qingling said slowly. "But instead of us not thinking of sheltering our disciples from the storm, are we still expecting our disciples to support the sect?"
Everyone was immediately ashamed and silent.
Lin Qingling sighed. "There's still a year until the Sect Assembly. Since we've decided to go, let's prepare with all our might!"
"Yes!" Everyone agreed.
Lin Qingling looked at the distant sky and sighed softly.
Xiao Shuang... please be safe.
Another year later.
Li Shuang still hadn't returned.
The people of the three sects began their journey to the Sect Assembly.
Inside the Langya Sect.
The tens of thousands of true spirits that once existed were now almost gone.
For nine whole years.
Li Shuang had not rested for a moment, and her efforts had been immensely fruitful. The many souls of the Langya Sect had found their respective destinations.
Only the person in front of her remained.
Li Shuang was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Senior Brother, there's still a year left in the ten-year period. Do you want to enter reincarnation now... or... reunite with everyone again?"
Xueluo and the others looked at Lin An with reluctance.
Once he entered reincarnation.
Even if he returned, he would no longer be Lin An.
The reluctance in their hearts was inexpressible.
Lin An smiled, "Then... let's have a last drink. How about it? Sect Master Xueluo, are you willing to use the sect's fine wine to entertain?"
Xueluo wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. After a long while, she just nodded.
That night.
Everyone fell drunk by the campfire.
Only Li Shuang dared not drink much, sitting obediently by the side, sipping tea.
In the dark of night.
Lin An slowly sat up.
"Senior Brother, you're not drunk?" Li Shuang was a little surprised.
Lin An smiled, "Foolish! How can a true spirit get drunk?"
Li Shuang: "..."
Then why did you act so well!
Lin An said calmly, "Li Shuang, send me off."
Li Shuang glanced at the others, who were all drunk.
"No need for them to see it," Lin An said softly. "I actually don't like farewell scenes. Let's go somewhere else, and you can send me off."
"Okay," Li Shuang agreed.
They came to the square where new disciples arrived.
Lin An couldn't help but feel emotional.
The day Li Shuang arrived, he had originally thought it was the most ordinary day in fifty thousand years.
Who would have thought.
That was the starting point of his liberation.
"Thank you," Lin An suddenly bowed to Li Shuang.
Li Shuang awkwardly dodged it, feeling she didn't deserve such a bow.
"It is I who should thank Senior, I have received so many favors from Senior," Li Shuang said softly.
Lin An shook his head, "What I gave you were things that were irrelevant to me. What you gave me was something I had always yearned for. Since I am about to leave, I will give you one last thing."