Chapter 652 - 620: Who Can Contend?, The Disciple Division of Merak Sacred Land

"In one month!"

"We first need to get things in order here at the Cyan Yuan Sect before we can leave."

"Over at the Merak Sacred Land, Sect Leader Liu and the others are also making arrangements."

"During this time, you should also settle your Pharmacist-related affairs. And just like our predecessors, leave behind some of your Alchemy insights for the younger generation of the Cyan Yuan Sect to study."

"You should also leave your Famous Sword Cyan Frost with the Cyan Yuan Sect. Take the refunded Contribution Points and exchange them for Spirit Medicines. Once you’re at the Merak Sacred Land, given your status as an Advanced Pharmacist, you should be able to exchange for a new Famous Weapon quickly."

"The Cyan Yuan Sect’s foundation is too shallow. It’s best to leave these weapons here!"

After stating the specific time, Gu An’s gaze fell on the Famous Sword Cyan Frost hanging on the wall as he continued to speak.

The Cyan Yuan Sect’s foundation was built bit by bit by its predecessors. Only the sect itself knew the hardships involved, and one can only imagine how difficult it was to rise. Reaching its current state was the result of the tireless efforts of generations of ancestors. Naturally, its accumulation couldn’t compare to a major power like the Merak Sacred Land, which has existed for over a thousand years.

Therefore, any Treasure that reached a certain level ultimately had to remain within the Cyan Yuan Sect.

This was the case with the Famous Sword Cyan Frost that Yang Chan had previously redeemed. Even when he acquired it, he was aware of this rule.

If he had stayed in the Cyan Yuan Sect, he could have used it until the day he died. But upon leaving, he had to leave it behind for the next generation.

Of course, the Contribution Points would be returned to Yang Chan, making it equivalent to a free lease, albeit one with a very high security deposit.

For the current Yang Chan, it wasn’t a big deal. He still had the Treasure Level Longquan Treasure Sword, which possessed multiple special properties and was far superior to the Famous Sword Cyan Frost.

However, under normal circumstances, Yang Chan wouldn’t use this weapon. Based on the strength he typically displayed, he had no need for it.

The only time he would be forced to use the Longquan Treasure Sword was when he had to reveal his full strength and kill someone.

The Longquan Treasure Sword was a weapon of the highest tier below the Divine Artifact Level. It could injure a Blood Exchange Martial Saint master. As long as no Divine Weapons appeared, it was the strongest weapon in existence.

Moreover, the Longquan Treasure Sword in Yang Chan’s hands was different from the auxiliary Treasure Weapon Princess Lan Yue wielded. His was a true weapon of slaughter, making it even more precious. With no Divine Weapons in play, what could possibly contend with it?

Naturally, Yang Chan didn’t care much about the Famous Sword Cyan Frost.

"Alright. I already have notes on my insights; I’ll just need to transcribe a copy."

"I don’t have much use for the Famous Sword Cyan Frost at the moment anyway. If I hadn’t felt that the trip to the Purple Void Secret Realm would be somewhat dangerous, I wouldn’t have redeemed it in the first place. It’s time to return it to its rightful owner!"

Yang Chan’s rapid advancement as a Pharmacist was partly thanks to the insights left by the Cyan Yuan Sect’s predecessors, which helped him avoid many pitfalls. It was only natural for him to give something back to the sect now.

Besides, he wasn’t the type to jealously hoard his knowledge. If future generations could benefit from his insights, it would be a good thing and a way to repay the Cyan Yuan Sect.

Having been baptized by the modern era’s culture of information sharing, he naturally didn’t place as much importance on these Alchemy insights. While he wouldn’t teach them to just anyone, he saw no need to hide them away secretively.

"Good. It’s best that you’re prepared."

"We will head to the Merak Sacred Land in one month. You should also get ready. Inform the people you intend to take with you and prepare the things you want to bring. When the time comes, we’ll leave directly!"

"If things go smoothly on the Merak Sacred Land’s end, we might even leave earlier."

"If there’s anyone you need to say goodbye to, arrange it in advance. Once we leave the Cyan Yuan Sect this time, we probably won’t be back for a long while!"

Gu An nodded upon hearing this.

He was aware of Yang Chan’s situation. He had no living relatives, but he did have a few acquaintances within the Cyan Yuan Sect. Although their relationships had grown distant as Yang Chan’s status rose, he might still want to say his goodbyes.

The reminder was just to ensure Yang Chan was prepared, so he wouldn’t run out of time.

"Mm."

Yang Chan replied with a smile.

Having lived two lives, there were some things he didn’t care much about. In fact, because his lifespan was so long, he didn’t take many things to heart.

The fading of his relationships with former acquaintances was a perfect example of this.

Take Zhao Yi, the Basic Level Pharmacist who had constantly failed at refining the Lantian Jade Refining Pill. After Yang Chan was promoted to Intermediate Pharmacist, Zhao Yi interacted with him less and less, and their relationship slowly grew distant.

It seemed like only one level separated a Basic Level Pharmacist from an Intermediate Pharmacist, but the actual gap was quite large. Their respective statuses within the Cyan Yuan Sect were worlds apart.

It was actually normal for them to drift apart, and Yang Chan didn’t particularly mind, so he made no effort to close the distance between them.

The path he had to walk had always been clear, and his direction had never wavered. It was only natural that some people would just be temporary travelers on his journey.

From the Servant Disciples he had known at the very beginning to Basic Level Pharmacists like Zhao Yi, it had always been this way.

After joining the Merak Sacred Land, they would have virtually no interaction, and the distance between them would only grow.

He understood the meaning behind Gu An’s reminder. ’But people are all different,’ he reflected. ’We’re not all fellow travelers on the same road. When someone falls behind, there’s no need to forcibly drag them along and burden you both.’

Gu An didn’t stay in Yuanqing Courtyard for long. After saying what he needed to, he exchanged a few pleasantries and then left.

Having received the letter from the Merak Sacred Land, Yang Chan wasn’t the only person he needed to inform. He was also taking others to join the Merak Sacred Land—a move he was making to prepare for his own future.