Void Sword Sect.
"Alas, the 511th day since missing the Ancestral Master."
Sima Hongfeng, the 249th Sect Master of Void Sword Sect, sighed softly.
It had been so long since Ji Mo left, and he missed him dearly. Without the Ancestral Master by his side, he felt like a rudderless ship, unsettled.
Moreover, recently, celestial beings of unknown origin had been loitering around the Void Sword Sect's territory with unclear intentions, causing him unease.
If Ji Mo were present, he would fear no ghosts or demons. However, with the sect's current strength of only a dozen or so Sword Immortals, they might not be able to handle unforeseen circumstances.
"Lazi, do you think we should recruit new disciples to expand the sect's strength?"
Sima Hongfeng consulted with Er Lengzi.
Er Lengzi's growth rate was rapid, and it was likely that the designated 250th Sect Master would soon be officially appointed.
Therefore, Sima Hongfeng now discussed major sect matters with Er Lengzi.
"Sect Master, the Ancestral Master said that a soldier's strength lies in quality, not quantity. As long as each disciple can grow into a Sword Immortal capable of standing on their own, that's enough."
Er Lengzi remembered Ji Mo's words and did not support recruiting new disciples for the time being.
A large tree with many branches could have uneven quality, leading to problems.
The current dozen or so disciples had endured life and death together with the sect and were loyal. It was best to cultivate them first before considering anything else.
"Now that our Void Sword Sect is renowned, we are attracting attention. Having too few people is also not ideal; it makes us seem weak to outsiders and invites covetousness."
Sima Hongfeng sighed lightly.
Ji Mo could not guard the sect forever; they needed sufficient power to deter troublemakers.
"Sect Master, don't worry too much. The Ancestral Master can control the winds and clouds with a flip of his hand. He might bring back some incredible foundation for the sect."
Er Lengzi was an optimist, believing that as long as Ji Mo was around, nothing would be a problem.
"The Ancestral Master has heavenly abilities, but a foundation requires accumulation; it cannot be acquired instantly. Lazi, you are still young and shouldn't be so unrealistic, always relying on others. We must use our own diligent hands to create..."
Sima Hongfeng was about to lecture Er Lengzi when his expression suddenly changed, and he stared at the horizon in horror.
The distant sky was turbulent with surging winds.
Tens of thousands of massive flood dragons, soaring through the clouds, swept in.
The leading flood dragon was entirely silver-white, over three thousand meters long, with scales glinting and exuding the vast pressure of the Immortal Emperor realm, terrifying and formidable.
"It's over. These flood dragons are heading for us. Could it be that the Sea Clan is retaliating for their previous defeat?"
Sima Hongfeng's voice trembled slightly.
He had never experienced such a scene before: an Immortal Emperor leading tens of thousands of flood dragons to attack.
The sect currently had only a little over ten members, and their strongest, Ji Mo and Chi Qingwu, were not present. How could they cope?
"Form ranks and meet the enemy."
Er Lengzi was calm and composed.
Whether he was simple-minded or possessed true fearlessness, he showed no panic. He loudly summoned all the Void Sword Sect disciples to form ranks and face the enemy.
Terrifying Void Sword intent surged into the sky. The spirited Er Lengzi led over ten disciples, forming sword seals, bravely facing the enemy.
Even when facing an enemy thousands of times stronger, they did not flinch, displaying remarkable courage.
After all, they had experienced life and death with Ji Mo in the Void Secret Realm, so their mental fortitude was exceptionally strong.
Sima Hongfeng felt ashamed and immediately put on a stern expression, drawing his immortal sword, ready to fight.
The Ancestral Master had said that a person faces death with the courage of a bird facing the sky, and if they don't die, they live for eternity. What was there to fear?
At the same time, Sima Hongfeng felt gratified. With Er Lengzi and these disciples, the Void Sword Sect had a promising future. Perhaps when the Ancestral Master returned, he would abdicate to Er Lengzi.
Given Er Lengzi's performance, he could already shoulder the sect's responsibilities.
"The Void Sword Sect is truly remarkable. A mere dozen or so people possess the spirit of ants trying to stop a chariot!"
The Silver Flood Dragon King watched the movements of the Void Sword Sect and exclaimed sincerely.
As expected of a sect led by Mr. Ji, the character and spirit of these ordinary disciples were truly impressive!
"They are indeed too headstrong. When facing an insurmountable enemy, one should decisively flee. Only fools would fight head-on."
Ji Mo commented, believing Er Lengzi was still a bit simple.
The Flood Dragon King's large eyes darted around, thinking Ji Mo was being boastful. The core essence of Void Sword Art was precisely to face life and death with indifference and to fight if provoked.
These Void Sword Sect disciples had clearly cultivated the Void Sword Art to a high level. Once their realm improved, they would be invincible among their peers, capable of fighting ten thousand with one, becoming peerless Sword Immortals.
Ji Mo spoke, "Put away your swords, you fellows. Your judgment is lacking; you need to discern friend from foe first."
"Ancestral Master, it's the Ancestral Master who has returned..."
The Void Sword Sect disciples cheered joyously, shouting loudly.
What was going on?
Had the Ancestral Master returned after hunting flood dragons?
These tens of thousands of flood dragons would last for how many years of meals?
"Why are you all shouting nonsense? Quickly, get the stoves ready, heat the oil, sharpen the knives, and prepare a grand flood dragon feast to welcome the Ancestral Master."
Er Lengzi yelled, his mouth watering uncontrollably as he looked at the vast expanse of plump flood dragons.
The Ancestral Master must have known that their meals had been poor recently, bringing back so much seafood that it would last for many years.
The Silver Flood Dragon King was dumbfounded.
A grand flood dragon feast?
Was that polite?
However, recalling Ji Mo's actions in the Arctic Ocean, he suddenly understood. The Void Sword Sect had been led astray by Ji Mo, becoming a whole nest of gluttons.
"It's just a joke, Flood Dragon King, don't take it seriously. How could we possibly eat flood dragons?"
Ji Mo said with an embarrassed expression, stroking the Silver Flood Dragon King's head, his throat bobbing.
This fellow was truly outrageous. Was he secretly swallowing his saliva?
The Silver Flood Dragon King's body trembled, his mouth twitching. He didn't believe Ji Mo. If he hadn't already submitted to Empress Boniu, his life would likely be in danger.
After delivering Ji Mo to the ground, he then had his clan members set down the treasures of the Sea Clan that had been carried.
The Silver Flood Dragon King made an excuse about needing to return to protect Boniu and immediately led his clan back, their departure hurried, not daring to even take a sip of water.
The oil pans and barbecue grills had already been brought out. If they stayed any longer, they might not be able to leave.
"Ancestral Master, I've missed you so much. Are these..."
Sima Hongfeng was about to step forward to pay his respects but stopped a few steps away, his eyes blinded by the surrounding dazzling brilliance of the treasures.
Bonniu was truly reliable, having emptied almost all the wealth of the Arctic Ocean and given it to Ji Mo.
The various treasures and immortal crystals carried by tens of thousands of flood dragons almost filled the nearby hillsides, a sight that could blind anyone.
"Sect Master, here, the foundation has arrived, hasn't it? With this mountain of wealth, you couldn't spend it all even if you were a prodigal for several lifetimes."
Er Lengzi appeared very calm, as if he believed that with Ji Mo around, any impossible miracle would happen.
"Everyone can pick ten favorite treasures. Each disciple will receive one million immortal crystals first, and then sufficient cultivation resources will be distributed monthly."
Ji Mo spoke, considering how to help the disciples of the Void Sword Sect grow quickly.
Next, he needed to bring up the humble courtyard. He intended to cause some trouble.