Chapter 1601: Chapter 1601

Capítulo 1601: Chapter 1601: A Generation’s Sect Master

Daoist Lingxu conceded, and everyone thought the matter would come to an end.

Some sect disciples had already started to disperse, while others still wanted to get closer to this Jade Island.

Suddenly, a red light flew out from Jade Island, heading quickly towards the direction where Daoist Lingxu had fled far away.

A booming explosion was soon heard from the distance.

A red light flashed on the horizon, as if a mountain had exploded, causing waves over ten meters high on the sea surface.

“Did someone target Daoist Lingxu?”

“Is Jade Island really that fierce?”

The onlooking cultivators were stunned, initially thinking Daoist Lingxu would come back for revenge.

Who would have thought, a roar came from the horizon, “Jade Island, I won’t let you off!”

A red light returned, grasped by Chu Feng’s hand.

Chu Feng held a black curved bow, laughing up at the sky, “Cowardly rat, next time I’ll kill you.”

With one arrow, he shattered the old man’s ethereal escape magical treasure, a golden wooden dragon boat.

The old man was caught in the immense force, his whole body shook as his beard was stained with blood.

He couldn’t figure out the details of Jade Island and dared not confront its edge, only cursing as he hurriedly fled far away.

Once he left, the matter calmed down temporarily.

Long Fei arrived on the island, instructing one group to take over the assets of the Sea King Sect, Sea Spirit Sect, and Pirate Sect, while inviting the crowd of cultivators in mid-air, “Today, our Jade Island opens its gates wide, feel free to come down for a drink before you leave.”

He pointed with his hand, and the thunderstruck wood surrounding the beach changed, allowing smooth entry from the front.

A group of loose cultivators looked and, seeing the hosts had invited them, had no reason not to go.

To befriend such a force would be advantageous for future requests.

There were also cultivators on good terms with the Three Immortal Islands, harboring ulterior motives, conveniently boarding the island to investigate the reality.

Long Fei had wine and a feast set before the newly renovated great hall, unexpectedly hosting over a hundred tables of guests.

They looked around the island, discovering nothing amiss.

Loose cultivators who had been here before saw only some places had new great halls erected, with no other changes.

They didn’t know these great halls were mobile palaces.

Long Fei didn’t allow them into the palaces for a tour; all activities hosting foreign guests were to be held outside the palaces in the future.

Disciples of the Yin Yang Sect soon prepared fine wine and delicacies, serving them table by table.

Cultivators, who usually consumed morning dew, had long practiced grain avoidance.

Only encountering gourmet food would they make an exception to take a few bites.

Ordinary food was beneath them.

What Long Fei served was all freshly acquired loot from the Pirate Sect leader’s hand.

The storage rings of these three sect leaders now belonged entirely to him.

Inside were centuries-old fine wines, rare sea fish meats, spirit fruits, and herbs.

These items were served table by table, with liquor, meat, and spirit fruits, causing some resource-poor loose cultivators to look on with eyes wide.

They hadn’t expected such generosity from the host, offering up these rare items.

Some quietly pocketed a few spirit fruits; these were evidently premium goods.

The fruit’s tempting color, rich Essential Qi, comparable to third-tier pill grade.

Someone eyed the golden carp on the table and exclaimed, “Isn’t this a Dragon Brocade Carp?”

Daoist Priest Wang Shun from Clear Spring Island jumped up at the sight of this and exclaimed in astonishment at Long Fei, “Where did you get this?”

Long Fei replied calmly, “Acquired from the pirate leader Su Quan’s hands, he turned all these Dragon Brocade Carp into dried fish, leaving no living ones.”

“That beast, such waste!”

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Clear Spring Island was known for having thousands of emerald springs, with spring water connected to a spirit vein, imbued with Spiritual Energy.

Disciples’ cultivation only required soaking in the Spiritual Spring to absorb Spiritual Energy, safer and more comfortable than directly absorbing it.

Therefore, Clear Spring Island became a cultivation holy land.

However, a year ago, some plankton mysteriously appeared in the island’s spring water, polluting over half of these water sources.

Daoist Wang Shun had sought opinions and found only Dragon Brocade Carp could consume these plankton.

Dragon Brocade Carp were unique to Nanyang, containing Dragon Bloodline, with golden scales and high resistance to disease.

Marine plankton, pathogens, and toxic water had no effect on them.

General Spiritual Spring purification relied entirely on this creature.

Early in the year, Clear Spring Island had spent a fortune in Nanyang specifically to find a batch of Dragon Brocade Carp.

But on the way, they were intercepted by pirates.

Daoist Wang Shun had been sending people to investigate, and it turned out the Sea Spirit Sect was behind it.

Long Fei consoled him, “Daoist, no need for anger, your island’s Clear Spring must have some issue causing the pollution. Dragon Brocade Carp can only address the symptoms, not the root. I happen to know a bit about geological issues and can visit your island someday to study it.”

Daoist Wang Shun knew Long Fei was a knowledgeable person, possibly able to help them.

The Clear Spring’s water quality was deteriorating, even contaminating the main spring eye now.

He clasped his hands in thanks, saying courteously, “Fellow Daoist, your concern is greatly appreciated. Our Clear Spring Island welcomes you as a guest anytime.”

Long Fei nodded and smiled, just as a woman dressed like a Daoist nun exclaimed anxiously, “Fellow Daoist, some of our Peach Blossom Island’s female disciples are also on this pirate leader’s island. Could you send someone to investigate?”

Long Fei recognized her as Master Jingzhu of Peach Blossom Island.

He gestured with his hand, indicating, “Rest assured, Master, I have already sent someone to investigate. Results should be coming soon.”

As they spoke, a golden light flashed in the sky.

One of the disciples who had gone to handle the aftermath returned, commanding a peculiar dragon boat, which landed near the banquet.

A few female cultivators disembarked, hair disheveled, clothing messy, tearfully crying out to Master Jingzhu, “Master!”

Master Jingzhu jumped up immediately and went over.

A group of women knelt on the ground, lamenting tearfully, cursing Su Quan’s ancestors through eight generations.

Master Jingzhu didn’t want to be a laughingstock, signaling to Long Fei with a clasp of hands before quickly leaving with her disciples.

The loose cultivators from various islands watched with sighs, while sects that had been robbed felt stirred and shyly brought it up to Long Fei, hoping he could investigate and recover their goods.

Long Fei had them register one by one, allowing them to temporarily reside on the island.

Everything would be decided after the inventory of the three islands and five sects, and the calculation of the stolen goods was complete.

Everyone clasped their hands in gratitude, their attitude towards Long Fei greatly changed, now seeing him not just as a brash young man challenging the Three Immortal Islands, but as having the demeanor of a sect master.

In this world, even in the Cultivation World, there is no principle of giving back what’s been consumed.

Particularly with such decisive and ruthless major sects, loose cultivators initially held no hope.

The outcome was unexpected, leaving them both surprised and grateful, willingly approaching Long Fei to toast, offering their names, and information on their places of cultivation, thereby forming a benevolent bond with Long Fei.