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System's Super Sect-Chapter 467 - 465. Only the weak stick together.
Wen Ping glanced at Qin Shan and clearly saw the subtle expression on Qin Shan’s face, which made him smile involuntarily. He really didn’t understand why Qin Shan was so afraid of being accused of using his position for personal gain.
Qin Shan is just Qin Shan, hailing from Flying Fish Island, and now being part of the Immortal Sect, it’s perfectly fine for him to protect his own people. Moreover, the matter of East Lake only needed a word now.
However, since Qin Shan was keen on asking his opinion, he certainly wouldn’t openly declare that the Immortal Sect was the backing of Flying Fish Island.
If they could take in vassals, it would naturally be a good thing, adding to the income of White Crystals. But since they couldn’t now, it would be meaningless to say it. Lest there be people plotting sinister acts under the name of the Immortal Sect, damaging both the sect’s and his own exalted, mysterious, and powerful reputation.
Wen Ping pondered for a moment and said, "Reply to Elder Zhantian, when outside, she will make the decisions herself. But, regardless of the situation, the safety of our sect disciples must be guaranteed."
"Yes... Sect Leader!"
Qin Shan responded immediately with great enthusiasm.
Obviously, this solution suited his intentions well.
Protecting Qin Mo’s safety and letting Zhantian Qingxuan decide for herself, the deeper meaning was not lost on him.
After a few words about Flying Fish Island, Wen Ping asked again, "Anything else?"
Yu Mo immediately replied, "We’ve received many invitations from East Lake and Zimo Lake influences, inviting us to send people to participate in the upcoming trial. The friendly intentions are very evident, Sect Leader, what do you think?"
"What do you think?" Wen Ping asked.
"In my opinion, Sect Leader, we should send people to participate. The trial can enhance the combat experience of our sect disciples, enriching their lives. Moreover, the trial is just a facade; they want to befriend the Immortal Sect, and we should send people. After all, having more friends is always better than having more enemies."
Having said this, Yu Mo fixated on Wen Ping’s expression, uncertain about his thoughts.
Wen Ping glanced at Qin Shan, didn’t rush to answer, and continued to ask, "Qin Shan, what do you think?"
"Elder Yu Mo makes a valid point." Qin Shan agreed.
Yet Wen Ping shook his head with a smile, freezing the smiles on both their faces, "There’s no need to pay attention. Sending our sect disciples to compete with those people is meaningless. Winning isn’t something to brag about. As for the so-called intentions of goodwill, there’s no need to act on them. The Immortal Sect doesn’t rely on them, nor do we want to have much to do with them; we just need them to respect us, or even fear us."
His will is to establish a Super Sect that is unprecedentedly powerful—this is why the system has him doing this.
So, he can’t follow the old patterns of those influences.
Things like making more friends.
Things like mutual support.
Are all nonsense.
Connections and allies are useful only when your influences are equal. What if you’re a One-star Influence trying to join a Four-star Influence? Would the Four-star Influence spend hundreds of White Crystals to save you when your sect is in decline?
"Remember, only the weak need to huddle together." Wen Ping feared the two wouldn’t grasp what he just said, so he added a very straightforward explanation. This sentence, anyone should understand, right?
"Only the weak need to huddle together..."
"This!"
The two were dumbfounded, looking at each other when they heard this sentence, as it struck their hearts directly.
"Everything that needs to be said is said; go on with your work." With this, Wen Ping walked down to the base of Rao Mountain, leaving the two still mulling over the profoundness of that sentence.
As he reached the bottom of the mountain, the Mountain Dog trotted over energetically, almost with special effects of sparks. This fellow always relied on its robust body, charging at everything as if it didn’t see the road.
Woof! Woof!
Haha immediately ran over and leaped onto Wen Ping enthusiastically, while the two Palace Guards kept making "um-ah" sounds incessantly. There was no way but to throw the two of them into the Deep Pool as they passed the dormitory area.
As soon as they got into the water, it felt like the water in the pond started to ripple suddenly, as if something was stirring underneath.
"These two little rascals can really cause trouble. To have messed with the Flood Dragon to this extent, it seems that aside from tangling the Dragon Beard, they’ve done a heap of mischief." Wen Ping smiled helplessly and patted Haha, the Mountain Dog.
Still, it’s Haha that brings peace of mind.
However, he couldn’t bother playing with Haha now. He immediately opened the Immortal Sect map and clicked on the Tingyu Pavilion interface. Instead of waiting for the random upgrade of Tingyu Pavilion by taking tasks, Wen Ping thought several times that it’s better to use Flower White Crystal when available.
"Upgrading Tingyu Pavilion requires spending 1700 White Crystals. Is the host sure to upgrade?" The system’s voice came quietly.
"Upgrade."
It is necessary for the Evil Spirit Knight to advance to the Mountain Suppression Realm.
That fellow’s Stealth Ability is something the Palace Guard does not possess, enabling unexpected effects during fights.
As soon as the White Crystals in the Storage Ring were depleted, a pop-up appeared before his eyes.
[Tingyu Pavilion is upgrading...]
[Remaining Time: 50 hours.]
"There are still 1000 White Crystals." Wen Ping murmured, without any intention of using them further.
These were all for firing the Vortex Cannon.
After closing the pop-up, Wen Ping immediately headed towards the Main Hall, intending to visit his boring little aunt.
...
Flying Fish Island.
A few days ago, the news of Qin Ruan’s defeat at the hands of Qin Mo had become well-known over these days. People also learned that Qin Mo defeated Qin Ruan with the power of the Body Refinement at the eleventh level, and knew about Qin Guang’s situation.
Everyone was shocked, wondering how Qin Mo could possess such strength in just a few months.
Actually, defeating Qin Ruan was acceptable, considering the rumored news that Qin Mo had joined a hidden sect was always circulating on Flying Fish Island. Nobody knew what extraordinary abilities Qin Mo might have learned there.
But dismembering one of Qin Guang’s hands was too exaggerated.
One was a Profound.’
One was a Body Refiner.
The gap between Body Refining and the Profound Realm is so vast, yet with Qin Mo, it seemed entirely different.
What’s more unexpected was that the main branch, which always dared not retaliate and acted like a turtle hiding in its shell, suddenly changed entirely. The day after Qin Mo defeated Qin Ruan, the main branch not only launched a comprehensive counterattack but also engaged in several rigid battles with the side branches in just a few days.
However, no one from the Profound Realm took action, as the loss of any of them would be a loss for Flying Fish Island.
After a few days of evolution, there have been some subtle shifts in Flying Fish Island’s situation, with the main branch vaguely suppressing the side branches’ authority as they retreated step by step in repeated clashes.
The most puzzling part was how the more the main branch fought, the braver they became, showing an intention to have a decisive battle with the sides—even though they were utterly defeated in the duels of the highest combat power.
And the eventual outcome of this dispute largely depended on the highest combat power variable.







