Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 15968

Chapter 15966. Joining

Both of them had lost track of time.

Chen Wuxiang discovered that his spiritual energy had recovered and was even stronger than before. He looked at Zhang Jingyu, and he truly wanted to kill her, but he didn’t. He knew very well that even if he killed Zhang Jingyu, he wouldn’t be able to leave the Hehuan Sect. The people of the Hehuan Sect would never let him leave. If he went out now, he was guaranteed to be killed by them.

Chen Wuxiang let out a long breath, then sat cross-legged and began to cultivate. His spiritual energy had now recovered, and he needed to cultivate as quickly as possible. He knew very well that, aside from anything else, spiritual energy was the most important thing.

However, just as Chen Wuxiang began his cultivation, he found himself in that space. Then the statue spoke, “You have begun to come into contact with the Jade, and I will reward you.”

The next moment, Chen Wuxiang returned to his body. He then felt the surrounding spiritual energy rushing into his body, as if his body had become a bottomless pit, absorbing all the surrounding spiritual energy. The spiritual energy within his body began to increase wildly, and his strength also increased rapidly. Originally, he was only at the Shi level, but this cultivation directly allowed him to reach the Throne level.

When this training session was finally completed, Chen Wuxiang opened his eyes. The next moment, a smooth body suddenly pounced on his back, and a woman’s delicate voice came, saying, “Chen Lang, I like you so much.”

A strange emotion rose in Chen Wuxiang’s heart. He knew that the one holding him was Zhang Jingyu, and he also knew Zhang Jingyu’s situation, but a strange feeling still arose in his heart. Then he said to Zhang Jingyu, “So what do you think we should do next? I don’t want to go back to the Wuxiang Sect anymore. I want to join the Hehuan Sect. Is that okay?”

Chen Wuxiang had thought it through. With the help of that divine statue, returning to the Wuxiang Sect would not benefit his training at all. The Wuxiang Sect was a righteous sect of Xuanmen, which emphasized purity of mind and few desires. This was contrary to his way of training, so he really wanted to join the Hehuan Sect now.

Upon hearing Chen Wuxiang’s words, Zhang Jingyu’s eyes lit up. Looking at his face, her eyes were filled with affection. She said, “It’s simple. Just become my Daoist partner, and then formally submit your application to the sect, telling them you wish to join. The sect won’t object. But before that, I have something to do. Chen Lang, wait for me.” After saying this, Zhang Jingyu kissed Chen Wuxiang, then stood up from his embrace and walked straight out. Chen Wuxiang didn’t know what Zhang Jingyu was going to do. He could only sit in the cave and wait. Soon, several faint screams and a faint smell of blood came from outside.

Chen Wuxiang was stunned, then immediately understood. Zhang Jingyu had killed all the furnace cauldrons. A hint of surprise flashed in Chen Wuxiang’s eyes; he hadn’t expected Zhang Jingyu to be capable of such a feat.

A short while later, Zhang Jingyu returned to the room. She went to Chen Wuxiang and said, “Chen Lang, let’s go out and find the elder. Tell him you’ve become my Daoist partner and are willing to join the sect. I believe the elder will agree.” With that, Zhang Jingyu walked to the side and pushed against the wooden wall. A door immediately appeared, leading to a huge dressing room. Zhang Jingyu took out a garment and put it on. The garment was very beautiful, but relatively conservative.

Chen Wuxiang then put on his own clothes. He was still wearing the Wuxiang Sect’s robes, which were also magical artifacts and not easily broken.

After they finished dressing, Zhang Jingyu looked at Chen Wuxiang, then walked to his side, gently took his arm, and said, “Chen Lang, I don’t know why, but from the first moment I saw you, I wanted to keep you by my side. That’s why I brought you back to the sect. I hope you won’t blame me.”

Chen Wuxiang looked at Zhang Jingyu and smiled, “I don’t blame you. On the contrary, I should thank you. As for why I’m thanking you, you don’t need to know. Just know that I genuinely want to thank you. Let’s go, let’s resolve my identity issue first.”

Zhang Jingyu responded, and the two headed towards… They walked outside the cave and soon emerged. The two then took to the air, Zhang Jingyu leading Chen Wuxiang directly to a mountain. On the mountain stood a small building, and they landed in front of it. The building was bustling with activity, with many cultivators coming and going. These cultivators, both men and women, were all exceptionally good-looking. The men were all handsome, with various styles of good looks, while the women were all beautiful—pure, aloof, sexy—a unique characteristic of the Hehuan Sect. They didn’t accept unattractive individuals; both male and female disciples had to be good-looking.

Their arrival at the building attracted the attention of the surrounding Hehuan Sect disciples. They first glanced at Zhang Jingyu, who wore Hehuan Sect robes, and then their gazes fell on Chen Wuxiang, who wore Wuxiang Sect robes. Wuxiang Sect robes were more like Daoist robes, quite different from Hehuan Sect robes.

The Hehuan Sect does not have a fixed style of clothing, but their clothes all have one thing in common: they are very beautiful and can highlight a person’s strengths. Therefore, Zhang Jingyu’s clothes are obviously from the Hehuan Sect, while Chen Wuxiang’s Taoist robe is obviously not from the Hehuan Sect.

They were all curious about Chen Wuxiang’s identity, but Zhang Jingyu ignored them and led Chen Wuxiang into the small building. They quickly reached the second floor, where Zhang Jingyu led Chen Wuxiang to a room and opened the door. Inside

sat a male cultivator with a desk in front of him, upon which sat a pot of tea. He was reading a book. The cultivator appeared to be in his forties, with a thin beard, but still very handsome, possessing the charm of a mature, attractive man.

Upon hearing the door open, the male cultivator put down his book and looked towards the door. He was startled to see Zhang Jingyu and Chen Wuxiang. Zhang Jingyu had already led Chen Wuxiang to the desk and said, “Elder, my Daoist partner wishes to join our sect.”

The male cultivator looked at Chen Wuxiang, carefully examining his clothes, and then asked, “Are you from the Wuxiang Sect?”

Chen Wuxiang nodded, “Yes, I am from the Wuxiang Sect.”

The male cultivator continued, “Why do you want to join our Hehuan Sect?”

Chen Wuxiang glanced at the male cultivator, then at Zhang Jingyu, and said, “Because I’ve discovered that I’m more suited to the Hehuan Sect’s cultivation method. I’ve only been in the Hehuan Sect for a few days, but my current strength has already reached the Throne level, so I want to join…” “Join the Joyful Union Sect.”

The male cultivator didn’t speak, but turned to look at Zhang Jingyu. Zhang Jingyu nodded and said, “When he first came, he was at the Power Level. I captured him. I took a liking to him, so I brought him here. I didn’t expect him to reach the Throne Level so quickly. I plan to become his Daoist partner and have him join the sect.”

The male cultivator nodded, then said, “If you want to join our sect, we must place a restriction on you. Are you willing?”

Chen Wuxiang nodded and said, “I am willing.”

In fact, there were quite a few cultivators like Chen Wuxiang who were originally from other sects but later joined the Joyful Union Sect, so the male cultivator didn’t suspect anything. Anyway, they would all have a restriction placed on them, so there was no need to worry about Chen Wuxiang betraying the Joyful Union Sect.

As for what if a cultivator still had a restriction from their original sect and a soul tablet from their original sect, what if there was trouble if they joined the Joyful Union Sect like that? This is actually quite simple. The Hehuan Sect possesses something that other sects don’t have: the Blood Spirit Puppet.

The Blood Spirit Puppet is somewhat similar to the Blood Slaughter Sect’s substitute puppet, but its creation is extremely complicated, and it’s not as convenient to use as the Blood Slaughter Sect’s substitute puppet. To use the Blood Spirit Puppet, you must first nourish it with your own heart’s blood for seven days. After seven days, you burn the Blood Spirit Puppet. This transfers the original restrictions on your body to the Blood Spirit Puppet, and your original sect’s life tablet shatters, making your original sect members believe you are dead. The most amazing thing about the Blood Spirit Puppet is that after breaking your original restrictions, it leaves new restrictions on your body—the Hehuan Sect’s restrictions. This allows you to officially become a member of the Hehuan Sect.

Upon hearing Chen Wuxiang’s words, the male cultivator nodded. He then placed a small red straw doll on the table and said to Chen Wuxiang, “This is a Blood Spirit Doll. After you take it back, nourish it with your heart’s blood for seven days, and then burn it. This will remove the original sect’s restrictions on you, and your original sect’s life tablet will also shatter. You will then have our Hehuan Sect’s restrictions on you. Then come back to me to collect your identity tablet, and you can officially become a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.”

Chen Wuxiang responded, and the next moment… Zhang Jingyu picked up the Blood Soul directly and turned to Chen Wuxiang, saying, “Brother Chen, let’s go.” Chen Wuxiang nodded, then bowed to the male cultivator. The two then turned and left the room. Watching them leave, the male cultivator frowned slightly. He found their interaction somewhat strange. Normally, cultivators from other sects, upon joining the Hehuan Sect, would prioritize the Hehuan Sect disciples. However, judging from their behavior, it seemed Zhang Jingyu was prioritizing Chen Wuxiang, which puzzled the male cultivator. (End of Chapter)