The Fourth Calamity: My Sect Has Countless Prodigies

Chapter 45 Yun Family Caravan

Yi Tian: "In addition, a new main quest has been updated. All players need to find the sect leader to accept the quest when they log in."

Blue Star, inside a Taoist temple.

The old Taoist priest Xu Shang opened the forum, glanced at the pinned recruitment post, and curled his lip:

"Tch, young people these days believe anything, 100% true? Cultivating immortality? Do you think I don't know whether cultivating immortality is even possible in this world?"

Xu Shang chuckled, clicked on the post, and applied for a spot in the closed beta test.

A short while later, a message popped up on the page confirming the successful booking.

"Huh... they actually managed to snag one?" Xu Shang was somewhat surprised when he saw the message. "Oh well, I'm just killing time anyway, I might as well go in and expose them."

……

Qingxuan Sect, Zhou Yi withdrew from the forum.

He released a total of 75 slots this time, so most active players on the forum should have been able to grab one.

Of course, this also has an advantage, which is that it can ensure that the quality of recruited players is good.

After all, are you worried that those who can be active on the forum all the time can't keep up with the grind?

The night is deep and all is quiet except for the rustling of the wind in the still night, like whispers gently tapping on the window.

Moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, casting a cool, silvery glow on his shoulders.

Zhou Yi sat alone in the room, his shadow stretched long and slanted by the dim yellow light, making him appear somewhat lonely.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, his fingers unconsciously stroking the rim of the glass, and even his breathing was extremely soft, as if afraid of disturbing the tranquility.

Zhou Yi calmed down and began to seriously consider a question—these days, the days are always more lively than the nights, and as soon as the sun sets, there are very few people online.

Should we assign a special group of players who are active in the morning?

The thought swirled in his mind until the sky outside the window began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

"Good morning, Brother Zhou Yi!"

Suddenly, a girl's cheerful voice came from outside the room.

Zhou Yi knew without even thinking who it was. He opened the door and smiled at Su Qianyue.

"Qianyue, what's wrong?" Zhou Yi asked softly.

This little girl usually stays in the sect's contribution shop figuring out how to sell things, so why did she come looking for me today?

Could it be that one of my little players has gotten into some trouble recently?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but press his temples. Just yesterday, when he had shut down the forum, Bai Ling came to his door.

As for the matter itself, it's quite simple.

Should we teach "Qingshan Yijiu" talismans?

Zhou Yi naturally supported this and immediately agreed, also promising to give Bai Ling an additional 20 points of sect contribution per month.

Let's get back to the present.

Su Qianyue tilted her head, her eyebrows curving into crescent moons, and asked curiously, "Brother Zhou Yi, there have been more disciples lately. Has your sect sent reinforcements?"

Zhou Yi nodded.

Regarding the player's arrival, Zhou Yi had previously explained to the group that he actually came from a fallen sect.

Arriving in Lianyun Market is also to help the sect expand its foundation. In this process, the sect will continuously send new disciples to them.

After hearing this, Su Qianyue nodded thoughtfully and then said:

"Brother Zhou Yi, the magical artifacts and elixirs my father gave me back then were too few. The resources I've contributed to the shop now aren't enough..."

As she said this, a hint of apology appeared on her face.

Zhou Yi simply patted her head gently and comforted her:

"It's alright, Uncle Su Yun. It's already very kind of you to give me these things as support. I'll figure out how to get the magic artifacts and pills myself."

"Yes! Brother Zhou Yi, I believe you can do it."

Su Qianyue nodded her head heavily, trying to hide the fleeting panic and blush on her face.

But Zhou Yi had already reached the sixth level of Qi Refining, how could he not notice this anomaly?

He silently withdrew his hand and smiled gently at Su Qianyue.

The girl is growing up, so we still need to be more careful about how we behave.

……

Outside the ruins of the Qingxuan Sect.

A caravan carrying several large horse-drawn carriages was slowly traveling along a mountain path.

On the vehicle, a flag was hanging high, with the three gilded characters "Yunjiacheng" fluttering in the wind, very eye-catching.

"Phew, we're finally almost at Lianyungang City. This journey has been anything but easy!"

A businessman in white sighed, his face showing signs of exhaustion.

For someone like him who runs long-distance trade, even though the profits are incredibly high, the fatigue and risks of the journey are unavoidable.

The merchant in purple smiled and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "It's alright, Xiao Chuan. You're new to this line of work; you'll get used to it gradually."

"By the way, Uncle Yunyi, it seems that the young lady's caravan was coming to Lianyun Market a few days ago. We might even run into her now."

As Yun Chuan said this, he felt a surge of excitement.

But in Yunyi's view, this is perfectly normal.

The Yun family is a large clan that controls the entire Yun Family City. It has distinct internal factions, with the difference between the eldest son and the collateral branches being as vast as heaven and earth.

Yun Chuan was just an ordinary member of a collateral branch of the family, and naturally he had some admiration for the prodigies of the direct line.

Seeing the boy's expression, Yun Yi chuckled and replied, "Haha, Xiao Chuan, Miss Yun went to Lianyun Market to catch the big market day, and she set off ten days ago."

"They've probably already returned to the Yun family by now; if they're moving quickly, they might arrive today."

After hearing these words, Yun Chuan felt somewhat down.

However, contrary to Yun Yi's expectations of admiration, he actually knew that Yun Yao, despite being a spoiled young lady, was very generous.

Moreover, because they are direct descendants, they get a lot of benefits.

Yun Chuan had originally hoped to find a way to squeeze some money out of her, but now it seems that's no longer an option.

The caravan continued on its journey, and soon signs of a fight appeared ahead.

Yun Yi stepped forward and, after just a casual observation, immediately determined that this was a robbery-murder.

However, none of them took it to heart, since in the cultivation world, the least lacking thing is cultivators killing each other.

"Let's go, let's keep going, we need to hurry," Yun Yi said.

Urged on by him, the group quickened their pace and headed towards Lianyunfang Market.

Yun Chuan was also a little excited, as this was his first time running a business.

If he can achieve something great in the future, he might have the chance to wear a purple robe and, like Yun Yi, bring glory to his collateral branch of the family.

In the Yun family, only direct descendants and those who have made significant contributions to the family are qualified to wear purple robes when traveling.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuan lashed his horse's rump with his whip and quickened his pace to keep up with the group.

Before long, the Yun family's caravan had moved far away from this place.

Unfortunately, none of them noticed that a purple hem of clothing was quietly hanging from a branch in the grass behind them.

It sways gently in the wind, like an unspoken reminder.