My Nascent Soul Ran Away Again

Chapter 19: Fighting, Killing, and the Way of the World

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Both the large and the small immortal sects in the Archean Eon World were divided into levels.

The highest-level sect was naturally a top-notch immortal sect with cultivators at the Transcendence stage.

Below them were the first-rate sects with cultivators of the Mahayana stage.

Then there were the second-rate sects and third-rate sects, which corresponded to the Body Integration Stage and the Void Refining Stage respectively.

Below third-rate sects, there were Soul Transformation sects, Nascent Soul sects, and Golden Core sects.

This was a polite term, and they were generally referred to as unranked sects.

The Soul Transformation cultivators were not considered to be in the top tier, and that was how they were viewed by the true major sects.

It was worth mentioning that the tribulation belonged to the complete state of the Mahayana stage, and there was no realm barrier in between.

A peak Mahayana stage cultivator could become a Transcendence stage cultivator after a moment of enlightenment.

Therefore, although there was a difference in status between a top-notch immortal sect and a first-rate sect with a peak Mahayana cultivator, it was not that big.

Throughout the history of modern times, it was quite common for large sects to fluctuate between top-notch immortal sects and first-rate sects.

There were only two exceptions.

First, the Dushi Sword House had never fallen from the position of a top-notch immortal sect.

The second was the Dao Evolution Sect. After it fell from its position as a top-notch immortal sect, it did not rise again…

As a negative example of all the sects in the world, the Dao Evolution Sect’s status was awkward and special.

The awkward part was that in less than 10,000 years, its status had rapidly fallen from a top-tier immortal sect to a third-rate sect. The speed of its decline was shocking.

What was special was that although the Dao Evolution Sect was a third-rate sect, it enjoyed the treatment of a top-notch immortal sect.

Every time the top sects of the Archean Eon World held a meeting, they would call the Dao Evolution Sect along.

Every time Qing Yangzi came back from a meeting, he would complain to Lu Xuan.

In a meeting, the one sitting on the left would be in the Transcendence stage while the one on the right would be in the Mahayana stage. As a Void Refining martial artist, he sat in the middle of a group of big shots like a husky mixed with a pack of wolves.

Qing Yangzi didn’t know what a husky was either. He had heard about it from his grandmaster when he was young.

The meeting was one thing, but the most painful thing was that he had to go on stage to give a speech.

The Mahayana cultivators were all very polite and didn’t get distracted. There were more than ten Mahayana cultivators in the room, all of them smiling as they stared at a weak Spatial Tempering Stage cultivator like him.

Qing Yangzi felt numb.

There was naturally a reason for the Dao Evolution Sect to have such special treatment.

Firstly, the Dao Evolution Sect ancestor had ended the chaotic times and personally started the Modern Era. It could be said that he had great merit and his status was extraordinary.

Although he had offended many people before he attained Dao, there were not many sects that could survive from the Ancient Era to the Modern Era, let alone the Dao Evolution Sect’s enemies.

Therefore, a considerable number of sects gave the Dao Evolution Sect face. Even if the latter was now a third-rate sect, they were still willing to leave a place for it in the ranks of the top sects.

After all, cultivation was about metaphysics. With the Dao Evolution Sect’s long heritage and deep foundation, what if it took off again one day?

Many times, the cultivation world had its own ways of the world.

Of course, there were also many sects that coveted the Dao Evolution Sect’s inheritance.

3,000 years ago, a mighty figure had secretly tried to probe.

That day, blood rained down the Dao Evolution Sect’s mountain gate.

A huge beast’s palm smashed down from the sky, and the wrist was cut off. It was easily chopped off from the body of the Mahayana cultivator.

From then on, all the sects became amiable.

Many times, fighting and killing were more useful.

Some people suspected that the Dao Evolution Sect had a secret Perfect Immortal artifact to protect the sect.

There were also people who suspected that it was a sect that was on good terms with the Dao Evolution Sect that acted and slashed out for the latter.

There were also people who said that there was a mighty figure who had yet to pass away in the Dao Evolution Sect and was overseeing the sect.

In short, there were many different opinions and discussions.

…

In front of the mountain gate, Lu Xuan and the others saw the reception staff of the Golden Blade Sect’s station.

However, the leader was not the Golden Blade Sect master but a young man.

The other party was wearing the uniform of a core disciple from the Divine Weapon Pavilion. He was tall and straight, and his face was full of smiles.

From afar, everyone could feel a sense of…joy.

This young disciple’s surname was Gao, and his name was Gao Le. He was the direct disciple of the Divine Weapon Pavilion’s Punishment Hall Master, Elder Gao, and also Elder Gao’s adopted son.

Even though his name literally contained the character “joy”, ever since he had this disciple, Elder Gao could not be happy because his disciple was usually unruly and always caused trouble for him.

Gao Le felt wronged. He suspected that he was cursed.

When he was on duty in the beast park, the male Golden-eyed Manticore went crazy against the male Green-spotted Snake-faced Tortoise. In the end, he failed to win and got injured.

When he was on duty at the Spirit Herbs Garden, the Spirit Gathering Lamp that had been reinforced last month fell and smashed an immortal flower. That was the birthday gift that the Pavilion Master had prepared for the his wife.

When he went to the Sutra Depository on duty, a senior sister wanted to do something bad to him.

Gao Le retreated in a panic and knocked down a bookshelf. He did not expect to cause a chain reaction. Rows of bookshelves collapsed, burying his junior brothers and sisters who were engaged in a library battle.

The situation was very awkward.

More than half of Elder Gao’s year-end bonus was taken away to fill the hole for his lousy disciple.

It could only be said that Elder Gao treated him well and had not severed his master-disciple relationship with this traitorous disciple until now.

Because Gao Le had caused too much trouble, his master beat his disciple up quite often.

This time, Elder Gao accepted the order and was in charge of the mystic realm. He brought Gao Le out. He also had the intention of personally watching over him so that he wouldn’t cause too much trouble.

Gao Le was indeed quite happy now because up until today, his master had not beaten him for three days!

What a great improvement!

Gao Le looked up at the sky and felt like the sun was smiling at him.

“Greetings, fellow Daoists.”

Gao Le took a step forward with a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist Gao.” Everyone cupped their hands in return.

“Fortunately, all the geniuses have come. Our sect is honored.” Gao Le imitated the etiquette of mortals and was very enthusiastic.

“Brother Gao, you are too kind.” Zhang Xun smiled.

“I wonder if the Golden Blade Sect’s teleportation array is ready. I heard that the secluded domain of heaven and earth will open today. If we are late, our Master will scold us.”

“Of course, it’s ready.” Gao Le waved his hand. “Fellow Daoists, this way, please. The teleportation array was prepared three days ago. I’ve personally tested it many times and I guarantee that it will satisfy everyone.”

If he wanted to go to the secluded domain of heaven and earth, he didn’t have to use the teleportation array of the Golden Blade Sect.

Many geniuses took the carriage and went to the secluded domain of heaven and earth.

However, Lu Xuan and the others had rushed over from the territory of the Ghost Mage Sect. The journey was quite far, and they happened to pass by the Golden Blade Sect.

It was reasonable for him to pay a visit and borrow the array formation.

Just as they were talking, a blazing white light streaked across the sky, and a figure landed in front of everyone.

The newcomer was tall, with white eyebrows and white hair. He had a mighty appearance and a pair of fierce eyes. He was wearing the uniform of an elder of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

He stood there like a mountain.

This tall old man’s surname was Gao.

It was Gao Le’s master.