Lu Ye was gently awakened by the sect leader. When he opened his eyes, he saw the sect leader standing beside him and hurriedly got up.
“Sect leader.” Lu Ye rubbed his eyes, patted his face, and immediately became much more alert.
“It’s time to disembark.” The sect leader said with a smile.
The dozen or so sects of the Haotian Alliance had all withdrawn from the Evil Moon Valley together. Now that they had reached the territory of the Haotian Alliance, each sect was returning to their respective homes. Several sects had already left earlier.
Lu Ye tidied up his bedding, stuffed it into his storage bag, and straightened his appearance before following the sect leader out of the cabin.
In no time, they arrived on the deck, where someone was waiting. It was a middle-aged man with a stern appearance and a tall, imposing figure.
Lu Ye did not recognize this man. After a brief glance, he felt that this middle-aged man seemed to have a military aura about him.
The sect leader approached and spoke a few words to the man.
Suddenly, the man turned his head and looked at Lu Ye, who was standing beside the sect leader. He said, “It is your good fortune to join the Bi Xue Sect. You must cultivate diligently and not disgrace the name of the Bi Xue Sect.”
Lu Ye quickly replied, “Yes!”
The sect leader bowed, “Then I will take my leave.”
“Please!” The middle-aged man extended his hand.
The sect leader flipped his palm, and an object appeared in his hand. With a casual toss, a burst of spiritual light revealed a double-war chariot on the deck.
The two horses pulling the chariot were entirely white, exceptionally majestic, and snorted softly, their hooves pawing restlessly.
Before Lu Ye could get a good look, his body was involuntarily swept into the chariot by the sect leader’s spiritual power.
“Activate the array!” The middle-aged man shouted. Following his command, a gap opened in the protective array of the flying dragon ship, and a fierce wind rushed in, causing the clothes of those on the deck to flutter wildly.
The sect leader and the middle-aged man bowed to each other. As the two horses reared and neighed, their hooves emitted a burst of spiritual light, and they charged out of the gap in the protective array, galloping away at an incredible speed.
Watching the double-war chariot disappear from sight, the middle-aged man turned and strode back into the cabin, leaving behind a command, “Bring that scoundrel Pang Dahai to me!”
“Yes!” Several cultivators of the Haotian Alliance accepted the order, their faces showing a mixture of schadenfreude. Although they did not know what Pang had done to anger the deputy leader, they could tell that he was in for a rough time.
On the double-war chariot, Lu Ye looked around with great interest, his eyes full of wonder.
Having been in the Nine Provinces for over a year, it was only in the past few days that he realized how little he truly understood about this world. There were so many things he could never have imagined.
For example, the flying dragon ship and this double-war chariot. The vast difference in his understanding made him realize one thing.
This was a world of cultivation. Joining the Bi Xue Sect had given him the means to integrate into this world of cultivation. As his cultivation advanced, the wonders of this world would gradually unfold before him.
Otherwise, spending his entire life mining in the mines, how could he ever experience such a colorful world?
“These two horses… are not living creatures?” Lu Ye stood on the chariot shaft and reached out to touch the hindquarters of the horse in front of him. He found that it did not feel like touching flesh and blood but rather like touching a piece of metal, cold and hard.
Upon closer inspection, he realized that these two horses indeed lacked the aura of living creatures, but they were so lifelike that they gave the illusion of being alive.
The chariot was open, with a large umbrella above it. The umbrella rotated with the wind, and threads of spiritual light fell from it, blocking the fierce wind from above.
The sect leader sat in the chariot and smiled, “These are creations of the Yan Masters, used for transportation.”
“Yan Masters?” Lu Ye was curious.
“A type of external cultivator skilled in crafting. You will have the opportunity to encounter them in the future.”
Lu Ye did not ask further and continued to observe with great interest before finally sitting down in the chariot.
The chariot was spacious, capable of seating three to five people.
He was not foolish enough to sit beside the sect leader. He understood the basic respect for his teacher and sat facing the sect leader in the chariot.
“How has your cultivation been going?” the sect leader asked.
“Quite smoothly,” Lu Ye replied. Through his cultivation, he had confirmed one thing: taking pills for cultivation did not seem to have significant hidden dangers.
In the past few days, he had taken over a dozen Essence Nurturing Pills and opened his third acupoint. Regardless of how others cultivated, it was impossible for them to continuously take spirit pills like he did.
The situation of accumulating pill toxins and causing the spiritual energy to become turbid, as mentioned by the sect leader, did not occur.
It was also possible that it was too early to tell, as he had only taken a dozen Essence Nurturing Pills. This would require further observation to confirm.
He was considering whether to inform the sect leader about his acupoint opening. Just as he was hesitating, the sect leader asked, “Among the six paths of cultivation, which one do you wish to pursue?”
The six paths of cultivation were undoubtedly the information mentioned by Pang Dahai earlier.
Lu Ye had not really considered these matters. He was just beginning to touch the world of cultivation and was still ignorant of everything. How could he think about determining his future path?
He asked, “What does the sect leader think?”
Tang Lao stroked his beard and said, “Your physique is not particularly robust, and you do not have any extraordinary talents, so physical cultivation is not suitable for you. Your elemental attributes are primarily fire with a secondary metal, so ghost cultivation and medical cultivation are also not suitable. The remaining options are weapon cultivation, spell cultivation, and external cultivation. Speaking of external cultivation, every cultivator has some knowledge of it, so it can be considered a secondary path without the need for specialization.”
Lu Ye understood, “So, the paths suitable for me are only weapon cultivation and spell cultivation?”
“That’s correct.”
“What path did the sect leader choose?” Lu Ye asked curiously.
Tang Lao chuckled, “I am a spell cultivator. You don’t need to emulate me. Determining your path is a gradual process that requires understanding your true heart. I’m asking you these questions to give you a concept, not to rush you into a decision. Once we return to Aoshan…”
Lu Ye was listening to the sect leader’s teachings when he suddenly felt a dizzying sensation. Immediately, a deafening explosion sounded.
As his vision spun, he caught a glimpse of a ball of flames burning in the air. Upon closer inspection, he realized that the burning object was a double-war chariot. The chariot had clearly been attacked and was now shattered, with the two horses also broken and scattered.
Lu Ye shook his head, feeling that the burning chariot looked exactly like the one he had been riding.
He suddenly realized that it was indeed the chariot he and the sect leader had been riding, which had been attacked!
Only then did he notice that the sect leader had already taken him away from the chariot. They were now floating in mid-air, surrounded by the sect leader’s spiritual light. The sect leader was making seals with one hand, his eyes cold and his expression extremely serious.