A World Worth Protecting

hey’re asking us to join them…”

The news from these visitors revealed the anxieties these disciples were feeling.
There had been two incidents during all these visits, where Long Nanzi’s closer friends seemed to suspect something was amiss with him.
It was a piece of cake for Wang Baole to deal with such matters though.
He had used his powerful cultivation to cast a spell and influence their minds.
Life went on without a hitch.

 The Grand Supreme Elder had summoned for him once.
He had asked some simple questions about his progress with his cultivation.
He hadn’t paid much attention to Long Nanzi, who had been stuck and hadn’t achieved a breakthrough in cultivation for a number of years.
As a result, he naturally hadn’t realized that Long Nanzi had been replaced with another person.
Other than a few words of encouragement, he had simply left Wang Baole with a few casual words before he sent him away.

 “These are difficult times for the sect.
We need everyone to chip in.
That is the only way the sect can restore itself to its former power and continue to offer protection to all its disciples.”

 Those words appeared to mean nothing on the surface.
Besides, the Grand Supreme Elder hadn’t only summoned Wang Baole, he had summoned every Core Formation realm cultivator who had continued training independently despite the sect’s current situation.
The Grand Supreme Elder had offered the same words of encouragement, then left them with the same parting words.
After all, the sect was in a dire position now.
Most of its physical assets had been torn down and taken over by other sects.
The sect grounds looked barren.
It was a sad sight to bear.

As the elder, encouraging the disciples and easing their worries was the right thing to do.

 But… Wang Baole had immersed himself in the high officials’ autobiographies since he had been a child.
He had climbed the ranks to the top in the Solar System.
He continued to ponder the Grand Supreme Elder’s words after he left the meeting.

 Is this a threat? Wang Baole laughed.
He decided to ignore it.
He had remained calm throughout the meeting, unworried that he would be exposed.
The concealed threat didn’t faze him at all.
Even if the Grand Supreme Elder were to find out his true identity or decide to cause him trouble, he could simply kill the middle-aged man and take on his identity.

 It was then that he realized that if he were to transform into the Grand Supreme Elder, he would have to deal with a new set of problems.
There was the Grand Supreme Elder’s social network, his dealings with the greater sect, as well as administrative matters within the sect itself.
He could search the Grand Supreme Elder’s soul for information, but there wasn’t that wide a gap between their levels of cultivation.
Even if he succeeded in searching the man’s soul, he wouldn’t be able to acquire complete information.
Besides, the Grand Supreme Elder didn’t seem to notice anything wrong with Wang Baole.
That was why Wang Baole decided to abandon the idea of taking on the Grand Supreme Elder’s identity after some thought.

 So be it.
I’ll spare his life. Wang Baole coughed.
He returned to his residence and continued his study on the Divine Eye civilization’s artifact refinement techniques.

 In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

 Wang Baole’s continued interaction with the sect disciples was a boon to him.
He finally assimilated into the sect.
The place was no longer as foreign to him as it had been initially.
As he continued asking around, he also found out the reason behind the disaster that had befallen the sect and why it had to auction off its assets.

Everything led back to… the battleship that the Holy Crest Sect had been using for raids and was now trying to repair!

 This battleship was the sect’s most valuable possession.
Its construction had taken a few generations to complete.
Vast resources had gone into the construction of the battleship, and it was the key to the Holy Crest Sect’s continued survival.

 That was why the Grand Supreme Elder had auctioned off the sect’s assets and bought vast quantities of materials.
He had also gathered every cultivator in the sect who was an expert in refining artifacts and sent them to the sect’s restricted zone, where they carried out repairs to the battleship without rest.

 Wang Baole couldn’t help but be tempted upon that discovery.
The studies that he had done in seclusion could only bring him theoretical knowledge.
As a master in Dharmic Armaments, Wang Baole knew how important getting his hands dirty was.
In addition, if he could somehow get himself involved in the repairs of the battleship, it would help him gain a better understanding of how to begin to build his own.

He reorganized the information he had learned about how the Divine Eye civilization refined its artifacts, then he left his residence and headed for the restricted zone.
The Grand Supreme Elder was supervising the repair work there, so Wang Baole was going to see the Grand Supreme Elder and volunteer to help with the repairs of the battleship.

 “Grand Supreme Elder, as a member of the Holy Crest Sect, I can’t just sit by as the sect is suffering.
My mind won’t let me rest and focus on my cultivation.
I want to volunteer to help with the battleship’s repairs.
I wish to contribute my services to the sect.
This is everything I’ve saved up, I’m willing to hand everything to the sect for its use.
I’d like to offer whatever labor I can provide as well.
I swear to stand with the sect in both glory and death!”

 Wang Baole waited for a long moment before he was finally granted a meeting with the Grand Supreme Elder.
When he saw the tired-looking Grand Supreme Elder, Wang Baole immediately pulled out a storage bag and placed it at one side.
Then, he began to speak with a loud, excited voice, proclaiming his loyalty to the sect, like it was clear for all to see.
Perhaps to make his proclamation more authentic, Wang Baole smacked his chest loudly.

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