Chapter 552.
The city of Wei Fa was filled with joy.
The joyful news of Bai Jun Zhen leading the five flying ships and the Evil Suppressor Legion to break the Evil Nest spread back to the city as fast as possible, and all of the Fury Clouds that had shrouded people’s heads suddenly dissipated.
People who had previously been scared day and night came out of their homes and appeared on the streets to celebrate the victory.
The fireworks that were only sold during the New Year’s festivals were all sold out in those stores, and many cultivators simply cast spells with strong sound and light effects into the air to vent their inner feelings of the new moon!
This fortress has never been as lively as it is today.
And the celebratory atmosphere reached its climax when the Evil Suppressor Army returned.
Countless people clustered on both sides of the streets, sending warm cheers to the returning cultivators.
It was just that eight hundred Purple Mansions had gone on the expedition, and the ones who had returned totaled only six hundred out of six.
Nearly two hundred cultivators were sacrificed within the Giant Cocoon Evil Nest.
This included the commander of the Evil Suppressing Legion Sect War General, a high-ranking Purple Mansion who fought until the last moment, but fell under the frantic attack of countless evil monsters before Wang Dust destroyed the core of the Evil Nest.
Such a loss was considered quite large.
When True Lord Bai Jun, who had returned to the sect’s Dharma Hall, read the report on the battle of the Evil Nest, he also couldn’t help but remain silent for a long time.
In the end, his gaze landed on a person’s name.
Wang Dust.
Previously, Bai Jun Zhen Zhen had no impression of Wang Dust and was completely unaware that there was such an existence amongst the Topaz cultivators.
He had someone call up Wang Dust’s information and carefully flipped through it.
“Come on people.”
After reading through it, this Jindan realist instructed his attendant, “Go and invite Wang Dust of E-9-5 over.”
The attendant was aghast in his heart, “As ordered.”
A high-ranking Jindan summoned a Purple Mansion cultivator, and even used the word “please”.
That was really something!
On this side, Wang Chen did not dare to be slow when he received the Jindan summons, and quickly came to the sect’s Dharma Hall to have an audience with Bai Jun Zhenren.
He respectfully bowed, “Disciple Wang Dust, greetings to the True Lord!”
“No need to be polite.”
Bai Jun Zhen Zhen waved his hand, signaling Wang Chen to take a seat opposite him, and ordered his attendant to serve him spirit tea.
To be honest, Wang Chen was somewhat flattered.
Bai Jun Zhen Zhen was not an ordinary Jindan, able to sit in a small world, the strength of his cultivation was unquestionable.
After Wang Chuan had tasted the spiritual tea, Bai Jun Zhen Zhen said straight to the point: “Wang Chuan, this seat has just read the battle report, this time, to be able to break through the Evil Nest, and to solve the robbery of the City of Laws, you deserve a great deal of credit!”
Wang Chen humbly said, “Your Honor is flattering, I have only done my part.”
Bai Jun Zhen Zhen smiled slightly, “A merit is a merit, there is no need to be modest, although you are a casual cultivator, and you haven’t been initiated for a long time, but with today’s merit, you are fully qualified to enter the Hundred Ying Spectrum.”
Wang Dust did not speak.
The Hundred Ying Spectrum referred to the Hundred Eminent Disciples Roster, a sort of ranking of the elite disciples within the West Sea Sect, proposed by a YuanYing True Immortal of the sect a thousand years ago, and then compiled into a spectrum.
The name of the hundred outstanding disciples means that this disciple has officially entered the line of sight of the upper echelons of the Western Sea Sect.
Not only was it the object of the sect’s focus, but it also had a great tilt in terms of cultivation resources and development opportunities.
It belonged to the core of the next generation.
The successive Sect Masters of the West Sea Sect, as well as many of the Elders, had all been part of the Hundred Ying Spectrum!
Although Wang Chen hadn’t been initiated for a long time, he also knew about the Hundred Ying Spectrum.
It was only that the conditions for entering the Hundred Heroes Spectrum were harsh, in addition to cultivation, root and bone talent, family background, and merit points were all important conditions for being ranked among them.
Wang Chen had never thought that he would one day be able to enter the Hundred Ying Spectrum.
Knowing that there were millions of disciples in the West Sea Sect, the Hundred Heroes Spectrum was one in a million in the true sense of the word.
He was merely a loose cultivator from the outer regions, how could he be ranked on it?
Now that Bai Jun Zhen said that he was qualified to enter the Hundred Ying Spectrum, Wang Chen’s first reaction was not one of ecstasy, but rather a feeling of great pressure.
Once he was in the genealogy, he was bound to be in the limelight, and it would do more harm than good to what he wanted to do!
Wang Chen’s purpose of joining the Western Sea Sect was not to climb to a high position in the number one Immortal Sect in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
He only heard Realist Bai Jun continue, “But your seniority is too shallow, and risking sending you to the Hundred Ying Spectrum will be detrimental to your future growth, so this seat has decided to record merit first, and then reward you in the future.”
Wang Dust was instantly relieved and saluted, “True Lord’s wisdom is clear, my disciple honors it!”
True Lord Bai Jun’s eyes looked at Wang Dust with more than a hint of appreciation.
There were countless disciples in the sect, and talents abounded, but very few could resist the temptation of entering the Hundred Ying Spectrum.
Calmly treating this great fame and fortune!
He could see that Wang Dust’s words stemmed from a sincere heart, not a sympathetic one.
It was truly sober.
“Very good.”
Realizer Bai Jun asked, “Is the Stone of the Evil Nest in your hands?”
Without thinking, Wang Dust took out the Nest Stone from his Sumeru Ring and respectfully presented it with both hands.
He wasn’t the least bit worried that Realist Bai Jun would covet his spoils.
A high-level Jindan’s mind would never be so narrow.
Bai Jun Zhenren received the nesting stone and held it in his right palm for a few moments with his eyes closed, then he opened his eyes, “Sure enough.”
He didn’t say or explain what it was, but just put the nest stone into his Sumeru Ring.
The White Monarch real person also had a Sumeru Ring.
“With this item as proof, no one can erase your merits!”
This Jindan Realist said, “Now you have two choices, one is to continue to stay in the Netherworld until your training period expires, and then return to the clan to enter the vein before advancing to the Hundred Ying Spectrum.”
“The second choice is to end your training now, and this seat will guarantee you a place in the vein and recommend you to worship under the Jindan Sect!”
Without hesitation, Wang Chen replied, “Disciple wants to go back now.”
He had come to the Netherworld to earn merit to enter the vein, and now that the merit was completely sufficient, why bother mixing up his seniority just to enter the Hundred Ying Spectrum!
“Good.”
The Bai Jun Realist nodded, “Which Realist do you want to enter under, this seat can write a recommendation letter for you.”
This Jindan True Lord was truly appreciative of Wang Chen, if he didn’t need to sit in the Netherworld, he would definitely want to take Wang Chen under his tutelage and cultivate him properly.
He knew very well that there was a great chance in Wang Chen’s body.
Otherwise, how could a mere fourth-level Purple Mansion destroy the heart of the Evil Nest that had been blessed with World Consciousness?
Bai Junzhen had no intention of probing into Wang Dust’s secrets, but he didn’t mind forming a karmic bond with him.
He was a high-level Jindan, and sitting in the Netherworld was not a dispatch, but to sharpen his Dao.
To prepare for breaking the dan and forming a baby.
Combined with his reputation in the Western Sea Sect, it was impossible for any Jindan to ignore his recommendation.
It was bound to sell a face.
Wang Dust hesitated for a moment and replied, “My disciple came to the Yin Underworld to practice, it was the request of the Changhe Realist.”
“Changhe Realist?”
Realist Bai Jun came to a realization, “So you already have a choice, that just saves this seat’s handiwork.”