Qi Yu's desire to establish a leisurely sect was not a whim, but a heartfelt aspiration.
Upon making this decision, Qi Yu immediately informed An Nuo and Shao Feng of the Nine Heavens and swiftly claimed the best spiritual mountain peak, dedicating the night to the construction of the immortal cultivation sect.
News of the Heavenly Dao's intention to build an immortal cultivation sect sent ripples of excitement throughout the Three Realms.
Except for the mortal cultivators, whose communication channels were more limited, leaders from the Nine Heavens and other races were almost universally aware of the matter, and they all came to offer their assistance.
Qi Yu utilized her divine power to construct the sect, so the speed of building the structures was naturally different from that of other immortal cultivation sects.
In just one night, the previously desolate spiritual mountain was transformed into a magnificent and imposing establishment.
The sect's formations, the long staircases, and various pavilions were all meticulously arranged.
In the center of the sect's training grounds stood a stone tablet, inscribed with incomprehensible Sanskrit characters.
At the entrance of the sect, every ten steps along the elevated path, there was a formation.
Si Qing was responsible for carving the Sanskrit. After inscribing all the characters onto the stone tablet, he did not forget to add the Heavenly Dao's seal beneath them.
Wang Lan Qing transported a large quantity of decorative marble and ordinary spirit stones from the South Sea. As she arranged them, she curiously gazed at the main entrance of the immortal cultivation sect, exclaiming, "This is incredible! It's all done in just one night? What shall we name our sect?"
"I've already thought about it," Qi Yu said, walking forward with her hands clasped behind her back. "The name of an immortal cultivation sect is extremely important; it can even affect the overall aura of the entire immortal sect. Furthermore, my ultimate goal in establishing this sect is simply to select talented disciples. Therefore, I've decided to name it 'Chang Qing Sect.' Si Qing will be the Vice Sect Master. Other tribal leaders present today can apply to become elders and lead their favored disciples."
After saying this, Qi Yu observed everyone lowering their heads to discuss. After a moment's thought, she added, "Of course, if anyone does not wish to teach disciples, they can state it directly and receive the Heavenly Dao's reward before returning."
Qi Yu did not force anyone.
After all, it was merely a sudden impulse.
With this thought in mind, Qi Yu turned and headed towards the mortal realm's fabric shops.
The others followed behind, engaging in lively discussions.
Si Qing looked at Qi Yu with confusion. "Sister, where are you going? The direction you're heading seems to be towards the market. Are you going shopping?"
Yan Hua fanned himself. "I don't want to take disciples, but I still want to do something for the Chang Qing Sect. What do you think would be suitable for me?"
"I think you should carve a statue of yourself and become an ancestor in the middle of the training grounds," Chen Xi said cheekily before turning and sprinting away.
Yan Hua narrowed his eyes at him, pulled a date from his embrace, and hurled it with force.
The date drew a long arc in mid-air before landing with a thud on Chen Xi's head.
Chen Xi's forehead swelled with a large bump.
"Ah! Damn it, you're so cruel!" Chen Xi clutched his head, his face filled with sorrow.
Yan Hua brushed off his sleeves and calmly looked at Qi Yu. "Actually, I think being an ancestor is quite good. Perhaps I should revert to my original form and serve as a mascot for the sect."
Then, every day, young disciples would pass by him, bow, and offer immortal fruits.
Tsk, it sounded rather pleasant.