The Hua Sect | XianWang

Chapter 25. 金菊

Wei Ying sat at his desk, poring over reports and documents pertaining to Ling Yun Sect's various activities. His brow was furrowed in concentration as he read and re-read the information in front of him.

"Hmmm..." Wei Ying murmured, biting his lip thoughtfully as he considered his next course of action. "We need to increase our supplies of spiritual herbs. The recent storm damaged many of our storage facilities, and we can't afford to lose any more."

As he spoke, he scribbled some notes on a piece of paper, jotting down ideas for how to address the problem.

After a few moments of silent consideration, Wei Ying picked up a brush and began to draft a letter to a nearby sect that specialized in herbalism. He knew they could provide the help Ling Yun Sect needed.

"We must act swiftly, but with caution," he muttered to himself. "The well-being of our members and the stability of the sect depend on it." Just then, a knock sounded on his door, breaking his concentration.

Wei Ying looked up from his work, his gaze resting on the figure that had entered his office. It was one of his trusted advisors, a middle-aged man with a serious expression on his face.

"Sect Leader Wei," the advisor said, bowing respectfully. "I have a report from the scouting parties you sent out. They've located a potential threat along the border of our territory."Wei Ying frowned, his brow creasing with concern. "A threat? What kind of threat?" he asked, his tone urgent.

"It appears to be a group of rogue cultivators. They have been harassing some of our smaller sects in the area and stealing their supplies," the advisor explained, his voice grim.

"That's unacceptable," Wei Ying said, standing up from his desk. "We cannot allow such behavior to continue unchecked. Gather a group of our most skilled cultivators and send them to deal with this threat. We must show these rogues that Ling Yun Sect is not to be trifled with."The advisor nodded, his face resolute. "At once, Sect Leader Wei. I will see to it personally."

The advisor left to organize the group of cultivators, leaving Wei Ying alone in his office. He sighed deeply, his mind already racing with thoughts of how to deal with the rogue cultivators. Just then, another knock sounded at his door, and Wei Ying called out, "Enter."

A young messenger entered the room, looking slightly out of breath. "Sect Leader Wei, there's been another report," he said, handing over a piece of paper.

Wei Ying quickly read over the report, his expression growing even more serious. "Corpses... attacking the border?" he murmured, his mind racing with possibilities.

"Yes, Sect Leader," the messenger replied, his eyes wide with worry. "But our patrols were able to dispatch them before they could do any real damage. We don't know where they came from."

Wei Ying frowned. "This is not good. Corpses don't just wander the land on their own. Someone is using them for nefarious purposes. I want our scouts to increase their patrols and be on the lookout for any signs of unusual activity."

The messenger nodded and bowed, before quickly leaving to relay Wei Ying's orders to the scouting parties.

Wei Ying's mind whirred as he pondered the recent events. The rogue cultivators, the appearance of corpses at the border, and the attacks on the major sects... something didn't add up.

"This can't be a coincidence," he muttered under his breath. "The appearance of the corpses, the rogue cultivators... it's almost as if someone is orchestrating these events, pulling the strings from the shadows. But who would benefit from such chaos?"

He shook his head, frustration washing over him. "We need more information. I want our scouts to be extra vigilant, and our informants to step up their efforts. We cannot afford to be caught off guard. And if there is someone behind all of this... we will find them, and they will face the full might of Ling Yun Sect."

With that, he returned to his desk, his mind racing with strategies and plans to protect his sect and uncover the truth.

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Wei Sizhui sat cross-legged in his room, eyes closed and breathing deeply. He focused on the flow of energy within his body, letting go of all distractions. As he meditated, he felt a sense of calm and balance wash over him, his mind clearing of all thoughts.

After a while, Wei Sizhui opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated. He stood up, stretched, and decided to pay a visit to the library. He loved to read and study poetry and felt a sense of peace and tranquility whenever he was surrounded by books.

The library was quiet and peaceful, the sunlight filtering in through the windows, casting a soft glow over the rows of shelves. Wei Sizhui took a deep breath, savoring the familiar smell of old books and ink. 

He wandered through the aisles, running his fingers over the spines of the books as he searched for something that caught his interest. Eventually, he came upon a slim volume of poetry, a collection of ancient verses.

After reading the poetry collection for a while, Wei Sizhui closed the book with a contented sigh. He placed it back on the shelf, and headed back to his room, his mind still filled with the images and emotions evoked by the verses.

In his room, he prepared for bed, changing into his night clothes and washing his face. He extinguished the candles and slipped under the blankets, the soft glow of the moonlight filtering in through the window.

Wei Sizhui closed his eyes and let the events of the day fade away, his thoughts turning to the meditation he had practiced earlier. He relived the peaceful stillness he had felt, the connection to his inner self and the world around him.

Slowly, Wei Sizhui's breathing grew deeper and more rhythmic as sleep overtook him, his consciousness slipping into a realm of dreams and visions. And as he slept, he was unaware of the gathering storm on the horizon, the dark forces plotting to threaten the peace of Ling Yun Sect and its members.

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Words. 24.01.2024