Chapter 60 – Ten Thousand Disciples Ascend the Main Peak

As Shisong spoke, his eyes reddened, and his voice carried a hint of sobbing, which made Hongzun anxious.

"Senior Brother, if you have something to say, just say it. Why are you crying?"

At his age, why was he crying like this?

Hongzun was flustered, but Shisong truly couldn't hold back. In the 1,386 years he had served as the head of the Enforcement Hall, this was the first time he had suffered such grievance.

Forcing himself not to cry, Shisong gritted his teeth and asked, "Junior Brother, just tell me, can you make it right for me?"

Hearing this, Hongzun sobered up a bit from his drunken state and quickly assured him, "Senior Brother, what are you saying? We've been brothers for so many years; of course, I only wish the best for you."

"Then about the Divine Sword Peak..."

"I will strictly enforce discipline."

"You said it."

"I said it, rest assured, Senior Brother."

Only after receiving Hongzun's assurance did Shisong agree to leave.

You couldn't blame Shisong for being like this; he was truly at his wit's end. The disciples of Divine Sword Peak had stirred up public anger, causing the Enforcement Hall to be in constant turmoil.

Yet, they hadn't technically violated any sect rules. After all, the sect hadn't stipulated that one couldn't take on tasks one by one.

And Shisong was a stickler for rules. Since they hadn't broken any sect rules, the Enforcement Hall couldn't do anything about them, which forced him to personally seek out Hongzun.

After getting a guarantee from Hongzun, Shisong returned to the main peak and found the Third Elder in charge of the Task Hall.

"Junior Brother, Hongzun has agreed. What about the Task Hall?"

"Rest assured, Senior Brother, I've already ordered an increase in task distribution. There should be no problem."

Hearing this, Shisong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought the matter was resolved, and indeed, for the next few days, no Divine Sword Peak disciples came to take on tasks one by one.

The Task Hall returned to normal, and not only the Task Hall officials but also the disciples from various peaks breathed a sigh of relief.

However, within Divine Sword Peak, the disciples encountered another problem in the following days.

They didn't have enough sect points.

Previously, they had been frantically cultivating, trying to quickly improve their strength, exchanging for spells, pills, techniques, and so on, using up all their accumulated sect points from years, even decades, in just over a month.

Without sect points, cultivation naturally slowed down significantly.

At meal time, the disciples discussed this issue while eating.

"Senior Brother, how many sect points do you have left?"

"Sigh, only a little over a hundred."

"A hundred points, that's only enough to exchange for a Yellow-grade spell."

"Yeah, I bought a lot of pills before, and it cost too much."

"We can't go on like this. Without sect points, we can't move an inch in the sect."

"No choice, we have to take on tasks."

"Do you mean taking on multiple tasks like before?"

"Are you stupid? The Peak Master has already forbidden it. Divine Sword Peak disciples can only take on up to three tasks at a time."

This was indeed Hongzun's order, set after Shisong's last visit.

"So what do you mean, Senior Brother?"

"We can't be like Senior Sister Jin Min, but we have to do sect tasks. Otherwise, without sect points, our cultivation will stagnate, and do you still want to eat in the future?"

"To maintain rapid cultivation and ensure we can grab a spot each time, sect points are essential. So, we have to work harder and take on more tasks."

"Besides cultivation and eating, all other time should be used to take on tasks. And during the task completion process, we must ensure not to waste a single moment, strive to complete it as soon as possible, return to the sect immediately, eat, and continue taking on tasks."

This Senior Brother's idea was immediately supported by many disciples.

Indeed, if they wanted to eat, they had to become stronger, and to become stronger, they needed resources.

And how do you get resources? Through sect points, of course.

So they had to work hard to complete more tasks to support their cultivation.

Since they didn't have the determination and courage like Senior Sister Jin Min and the others, they could only rely on diligence, not wasting a single moment to become stronger, even during task time.

Diligence makes up for lack of talent.

Lying on a recliner nearby, listening to the disciples' discussions, Ye Changqing couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity from these disciples.

He couldn't figure out why until the meal ended and everyone left. Then it hit him.

His expression changed, and he couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"No wonder it felt familiar; isn't this just like me?"

This referred to Ye Changqing's past life. In his previous life on Earth, he was a workaholic.

After failing the college entrance examination, Ye Changqing transformed into a workaholic.

Because of his poor exam results, he could only attend a culinary school in his past life. He regretted it, but it was too late, so he had to learn a skill.

During his studies, Ye Changqing often practiced cooking on his own and consistently ranked at the top, forcing his classmates to compete with him.

Later, when he entered the workforce, he often volunteered for overtime, simply for the overtime pay.

This led to other chefs in the same restaurant having to compete as well.

Eventually, he opened his own restaurant. While the neighboring ones closed at ten, Ye Changqing stayed open until midnight to attract more business, causing nearby restaurants to switch to 24-hour operations, leading to intense competition.

The expressions of the disciples just now were identical to those in Ye Changqing's past life.

But after crossing over, Ye Changqing couldn't keep up the pace anymore, and thinking about it now, he felt a sense of nostalgia.

"Is something going to happen again?"

He had a feeling these fellow disciples were going to stir up trouble again.

Recently, even Ye Changqing himself noticed the resentment from disciples of other peaks towards Divine Sword Peak.

On the rare occasions he left Divine Sword Peak, other peak disciples would give him unfriendly looks upon seeing the Divine Sword Peak emblem on his chest.

It was as if there was some deep-seated hatred, making Ye Changqing feel guilty.

It had been quiet for a few days under Hongzun's strict orders, but now it seemed like trouble was brewing again.

He felt uneasy, but there was nothing he could do, so he decided to stay on Divine Sword Peak as much as possible, fearing he might get beaten up by disciples from other peaks.

And indeed, after meal time, a swarm of Divine Sword Peak disciples rushed to the main peak.

As soon as the Divine Sword Peak disciples entered the main peak, Shisong, who was in charge of the Enforcement Hall, received the news.

There was no choice; Divine Sword Peak was currently the focus of the Enforcement Hall's attention. Even one or two disciples were enough to cause headaches, but this time, damn it, there were over ten thousand of them.

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Shisong jumped up from his chair, as if facing a great enemy, and said, "What did you say?"

His face was filled with horror, and the official could only respond with a bitter expression, on the verge of tears.

"Hall Master, over ten thousand Divine Sword Peak disciples have ascended the main peak."

"Over... over ten thousand? What are they doing? What exactly are they planning?"

His voice trembled as he spoke. It had only been quiet for a few days, and now over ten thousand disciples were swarming the main peak. Was Divine Sword Peak planning to attack the main peak?