Infinite Save: I Cultivate Immortality Through Reincarnation

Offering Elder, Fu Qian.

In truth, the cultivators of the Kongshan Sect were quite unaccustomed to Fu Qian’s current change in status.

Martial Elder of Qingchan Peak—that was the position where Fu Qian should have remained.

Over the past four hundred years, the Sword Master Elder of Qingchan Peak had changed four times in total, the True Dharma Elder had changed three times, and the Dignity Elder had changed seven times.

But the Martial Elder had always been Fu Qian.

To some extent, one could even say that for the last two hundred years, the representative figure of Qingchan Peak was not the Sword Master Elder, but Fu Qian.

But only for the last two hundred years.

And now, within the Kongshan Sect, there was a figure who represented Qingchan Peak even more than Fu Qian.

True Person Caiyun, Kong Yang.

In this world, who could represent Qingchan Peak better than True Person Caiyun, Kong Yang?

Originally, Fu Qian’s influence on Qingchan Peak was quite profound and deeply entrenched, with a complex web of connections. Even the Grand Elders of the sect found it difficult to shake his position on the peak.

Yet, to pull him down from the position of Martial Elder and make him obediently become an Offering Elder to enjoy his remaining years in peace, Lu Li only needed one sentence.

The intricate network of influence Fu Qian had built on Qingchan Peak had now completely disintegrated.

This was Kong Yang’s purge of Qingchan Peak.

The current Sword Master Elder of Qingchan Peak was now held by Zhong Yin, the former True Dharma Elder of Kongyuan Mountain.

As for the positions of Qingchan Peak’s True Dharma Elder, Martial Elder, and Dignity Elder, the personnel had also been completely replaced, personally selected by Kong Yang and filled with cultivators he transferred from other peaks.

The face of Qingchan Peak today was completely different.

The perspective shifts back to this very moment, in front of the Stationed Envoy Residence in Ningling City.

When the two Qi Circulation Realm cultivators before him heard Chen Yan say he wanted to see Fu Qian, they both paused slightly.

Both of them were outer sect disciples of the Kongshan Sect. On ordinary days, the highest-status people they could meet were the inner sect manager currently in the residence and the outer court supervisors.

A major figure of Fu Qian’s level was simply too far removed from their world.

“… Fellow Daoist, please come in. I’ll take you to see the manager,” one of the outer court disciples said.

In truth, he didn’t believe Chen Yan’s words. If this young cultivator in gray daoist robes had the qualifications to meet someone of Elder Fu Qian’s level, he would have had no need to come to the Stationed Envoy Residence to apply for documentation.

However, procedures still had to be followed.

After all, what if it was true?

Chen Yan followed behind the Kongshan Sect outer court disciple and walked into the Stationed Envoy Residence.

Compared to the ethereal, carefree immortal air of the various peaks within the Kongshan Sect, the secular atmosphere within this Stationed Envoy Residence was noticeably heavier.

The air was filled with the scent of ink and paper. Several disciples wearing the outer court daoist robes of the Kongshan Sect were handling various documents in the residence’s front hall.

“What exactly happened over at Beiliang Mountain?”

“They clashed with the Ding Bandits. It was a costly victory… Quickly apply to the sect for a batch of medicinal pills to be sent over. Two disciples died, seven were injured. The situation is urgent.”

“Alright, I’ll dispatch someone to ride back to the sect to handle it…”

“Don’t send anyone! I said it’s urgent! Use a Sound Swift Sparrow to send a message back to the sect, then have the sect dispatch someone to deliver the pills!”

The outer court disciples in the front hall were quite noisy.

The Kongshan Sect Stationed Envoy Residence in Chen Yan’s memory was not like this.

In the past, a Stationed Envoy Residence might only have one Kongshan Sect outer court manager disciple, or perhaps just one or two assistants added on. They would spend their days leisurely, playing chess and sipping tea.

But ever since Li Haowen began the campaign against Ding Qiu, all the Kongshan Sect’s Stationed Envoy Residences within the Qingque Kingdom had to take on the task of coordinating personnel and resources to a certain extent.

“Fellow Daoist, this way, please.”

The Kongshan Sect outer court disciple led the way in front. After passing through the front hall, he brought Chen Yan to a slightly quieter side hall.

The guiding disciple knocked twice on the side hall’s door.

“What is it?”

A middle-aged man’s voice came from inside the side hall.

“Manager Sun, a Fellow Daoist wishes to apply for documentation to visit the outer court,” the outer court disciple who had brought Chen Yan to the door of the side hall said.

“Come in,” the middle-aged man’s voice from inside replied.

“Yes.”

The outer court disciple slowly pushed open the door before him, then turned sideways and said to Chen Yan, “Fellow Daoist, please enter.”

Chen Yan nodded, then stepped very calmly into the side hall before him.

The voice matched the man. Behind the large sandalwood desk piled with various files and letters in the side hall sat a Martial Spring Realm mid-stage cultivator wearing white daoist robes with black thin lines sewn on the collar and lapels.

They were the robes of Kongshan Sect’s Linwu Mountain.

This manager of the residence placed the document in his hand on the desktop, then raised his head to look in Chen Yan’s direction.

Chen Yan examined the face of this stationed envoy. It seemed… somewhat familiar.

Until the middle-aged cultivator before him spoke:

“I am the stationed envoy disciple of the Kongshan Sect in Ningling City, Sun Lu of Linwu Mountain. May I ask how you are addressed, Fellow Daoist?”

Sun Lu!

Chen Yan remembered this person.

Back when he was still in the Kongshan Sect’s outer court and Lin Qifeng was still serving as an Outer Court Elder, he had quite a few dealings with Sun Lu.

At that time, Sun Lu, the personal disciple of Zheng Fuyue, the supervisor of the outer court’s Spirit Plant Workshop, would often gift Chen Yan some spirit plants or medicinal pills and the like.

It was only after Chen Yan went to Kongyuan Mountain that he and Sun Lu gradually lost contact.

Chen Yan had never imagined he would see Sun Lu again.

Because in the Outer Court Cataclysm sixteen years ago, over seventy percent of the outer court disciples died under the immense pressure of the giant black serpent.

The world is so small.

However, meeting Sun Lu here in the Ningling City Stationed Envoy Residence wasn’t entirely a coincidence.

Nowadays, all the Kongshan Sect’s Stationed Envoy Residences within the Qingque Kingdom were staffed by inner sect Martial Spring Realm cultivators serving as stationed envoys.

For inner sect disciples, the position of stationed envoy disciple was not a good assignment.

Due to the war, the affairs of the Stationed Envoy Residences were extremely heavy, severely squeezing the cultivators’ training time. Furthermore, this position did not add any points to a disciple’s record within the sect.

It was completely thankless drudgery, and basically no one was willing to do it.

For someone like Sun Lu, who rose from the outer court into the inner sect, lacking significant background or strength within the inner sect, it was very easy to be assigned a chore like the stationed envoy disciple position.

That’s why it was said that Chen Yan meeting Sun Lu in the Ningling City Stationed Envoy Residence was not purely a coincidence.

All of the above thoughts flashed through his mind in almost an instant.

Chen Yan immediately snapped back to attention and addressed Sun Lu, who sat upright behind the sandalwood desk:

“Shi Mingxu.”

Chen Yan did not bow or salute to Sun Lu, merely stating his alias with perfect calm.