Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Ye Wushuang smiled faintly. "Don’t worry about resources. Supporting a few hundred people will be no problem, and we’ll gradually increase that number later. As for backing, I believe the Giant Spirit Clan will help everyone. The Ancient Spirit Sect will also lend a hand when necessary. What do you think?"

"The Giant Spirit Clan?" Xiang Tianxiao seemed to recall something and suddenly asked, "Rumor has it that Brother Ye is a Priest of the Giant Spirit Clan. I wonder if that’s true?"

"That’s about right," Ye Wushuang said with a smile.

Hearing this, the two exchanged a glance. After a moment of contemplation, they suddenly dropped to one knee and cupped their fists. "Xiang Tianxiao is willing to follow Brother Ye," one pledged. "Su Mu is willing to follow Brother Ye," echoed the other.

Seeing this, Ye Wushuang’s eyes flickered. He immediately helped them up, saying, "Get up, both of you. Since this is settled, we need to discuss the details properly."

Xiang Tianxiao smiled. "Brother Ye, although the matter is settled, if we’re going to unite the Loose Cultivators, we need a proper justification and a name."

Ye Wushuang wasn’t worried about having a justification. The very reason he’d chosen Loose Cultivators was that they had no sect or faction. They longed for protection and to be respected like the disciples of a Sect. As long as word got out that someone was uniting them, he was confident they would pay attention.

As for a name...?

Ye Wushuang began to ponder. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu also fell into thought. Even Feng Jue frowned.

Jian Bufan, on the other hand, was overcome with unspoken shock. ’Not only is Ye Wushuang a Priest of the Giant Spirit Clan and an Elder of the Ancient Spirit Sect, but now he wants to unite all these Loose Cultivators... Isn’t his ambition a bit too great?’

The Endless Wilderness was home to countless Loose Cultivators. If they were all brought together, this force would likely be more terrifying than a Major Sect!

’What is Ye Wushuang planning?’

Jian Bufan stared at Ye Wushuang. He realized that even after spending so much time with him, Ye Wushuang was still just as mysterious.

A moment later, an idea flashed in Ye Wushuang’s mind. "I’ve got it!"

All at once, everyone’s gaze turned to him.

"Lingxiao!"

Ye Wushuang murmured the name, then turned to the others. "What do you think of the name Lingxiao Pavilion?"

"Lingxiao Pavilion... Reaching high into the Nine Heavens. Excellent! From now on, Brother Ye will be the Pavilion Master of Lingxiao Pavilion!"

Xiang Tianxiao nodded, looked at Ye Wushuang, and said at once, "We’ll go recruit people right away."

"There’s no rush," Ye Wushuang stopped him. "Lingxiao Pavilion is just being established. Don’t announce it publicly yet. For now, secretly select some people with good talent and character—about a hundred should do. Of course, forget about anyone who’s half-hearted."

"We understand, but... isn’t a hundred people too few?" Su Mu asked.

"It’s about quality, not quantity. We’ll only take one hundred for now. We’ll decide on the rest after the Barbarian God Battle Platform."

As he spoke, Ye Wushuang handed over a Storage Ring. "Take this for now."

Xiang Tianxiao looked puzzled. He took it and swept his Divine Sense inside, his face contorting in utter shock.

He passed the Storage Ring to Su Mu. Similarly, after Su Mu inspected it, he was also completely stunned. Inside were dozens of Pseudo Ancient Medicine Kings, countless Spirit Pills and Treasure Medicines, powerful Spirit Communication Treasures, and even quite a few Spirit-Level Combat Skills.

It was far too much—so much that they couldn’t even imagine it.

What was even more unthinkable was that Ye Wushuang would entrust such an enormous fortune to them.

Su Mu’s gaze sharpened. He looked up at Ye Wushuang and said, "Ye... Pavilion Master, you’re giving all this to us. Aren’t you worried that we might..."

"If I trust you, then there’s no room for worry." Before Su Mu could finish, Ye Wushuang smiled and said, "Besides, I only have one requirement: I want you to use up all these resources within the next month. All one hundred people must participate in the Barbarian God Battle Platform. Remember—all of them."

The resources Ye Wushuang had provided were enough for at least five hundred people. Now, concentrated on just one hundred, even a good-for-nothing could achieve a massive improvement in a month.

As for the people, he trusted that Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu could handle it. Plus, with Feng Jue standing guard, Ye Wushuang was at ease.

Everything else would have to wait until after the Barbarian God Battle Platform, when he could make time to deal with it.

"We will obey the Pavilion Master’s command."

The two cupped their fists in unison. Since Ye Wushuang trusted them, how could they possibly let him down?

"If you run into any trouble, go to the Giant Spirit Clan. Give this to the Clan Leader, and they will help you." Ye Wushuang handed a Jade Token engraved with his Divine Sense to Xiang Tianxiao.

"There’s no time to waste. We’ll get right on it." In truth, Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu were incredibly excited. By helping to establish Lingxiao Pavilion, they would surely be founding members in the future, standing shoulder-to-shoulder with sect-level powers. They would never be looked down upon again.

"Feng Jue, you go with them and assist them. We’ll rendezvous at the Barbarian God Battle Platform." Ye Wushuang turned to Feng Jue. Ever since this black-clad youth had gotten his revenge, he had followed Ye Wushuang with unwavering devotion.

Back at the Divine Communication Tower, he had even been willing to sacrifice himself to help Ye Wushuang reach the eighty-first floor. Ye Wushuang had no reason to doubt his loyalty.

"This is for you. It can help your physique undergo a complete transformation."

Ye Wushuang handed Feng Jue a Jade Box.

Inside the Jade Box was one of the two Ancient Medicine Kings, the Phoenix Nirvana Fruit. It possessed the power of Nirvana, which was more than enough to enhance the abilities of his Saber Demon Body.

Feng Jue accepted it without looking, cupped his fist in a bow, and followed Xiang Tianxiao and Su Mu. Beyond that, he also understood in his heart that his other task was to oversee the newly established "Lingxiao Pavilion."

He had figured this out without Ye Wushuang needing to say another word.

Watching the three of them leave, Jian Bufan finally spoke up. "Aren’t you afraid the Sect Master will find out about this? The consequences could be severe."

"Only if you tell the Sect Master," Ye Wushuang said with a smile.

"You think I would?" Jian Bufan chuckled. "Besides, didn’t you bring me here with the intention of dragging me into this too?"

"So, are you willing?" Ye Wushuang smiled. If Jian Bufan joined, Lingxiao Pavilion’s strength would undoubtedly increase immensely.

"If you can defeat me, then why not join?" said Jian Bufan.

"Looks like a fight is inevitable, then." Ye Wushuang rubbed his nose. ’Defeating Jian Bufan to gain one of the strongest disciples as a member... A worthy trade!’

Jian Bufan gave a faint smile. He didn’t make a move immediately, but instead turned and left.

Ye Wushuang also left and followed him.

By the time the two of them returned to Wangtianya, more and more disciples were heading out for training.

"Brother Ye!"

Just as they stepped into Wangtianya, Yangg Qing’er’s anxious cry suddenly rang out from a side path.

Ye Wushuang heard the panic in her voice and strode quickly toward Yangg Qing’er.

Yangg Qing’er rushed forward, grabbed Ye Wushuang’s arm, and said urgently, "Brother Ye, Senior Sister Ye... she... she’s been taken!"

"What?! My sister has been taken?"

Upon hearing this, the rage in Ye Wushuang’s heart erupted.

BOOM!

A ferocious and violent aura burst forth from his body, his killing intent overflowing uncontrollably. A few passing disciples froze, their bodies stiffening as they turned to look.