Making a Move

As Fang Min and Li Chen walked into the village, they noticed that it was eerily quiet. There were only a few people walking around, and those who were seemed to be in a daze. They approached a group of villagers who were gathered around a well and asked about the energy anomaly.

Fang Min introduced himself in a confident and sincere manner, saying, "Hello, I am Fang Min, a disciple of the Immemorial Dragon Sect. I have come to offer my assistance. Can you please share with me what has happened here?" His voice was firm and filled with a sense of duty, conveying his willingness to help those in need.

One of the villagers, an old woman with wrinkled skin and a worried expression, spoke up. "It's been happening for weeks now," she said, her voice shaking. "People have been falling ill, and some have been acting strange like they're not themselves. Great Immortal, please help my people!" The old women slowly bowed.

Fang Min and Li Chen exchanged a look, their expressions serious. This could be the work of demonic energy, and if it was left unchecked, it could spread to other villages and cause even more harm.

They continued to walk around the village, asking more questions and gathering information. They learned that the strange energy seemed to be strongest near the village's well, which was located at the edge of the village.

Fang Min and Li Chen approached the well and used their Divine Senses to sense the energy. They could feel the strange energy pulsing from the depths of the well, as if something was calling out to them from below.

"This is definitely not natural," Li Chen said, his voice low and serious. "We need to investigate further and find the source of this energy."

With an air of arrogance, Lin Xiaowen scoffed and said, "This is nothing but a low-grade Demonic Beasts habitat. It hasn't attacked the villagers because it doesn't see them as a threat. Fang Min, this mission is far beyond your capabilities." He spoke with a dismissive tone.

Fang Min stood tall and refused to be intimidated by Lin Xiaowen's arrogant demeanor. "I am well aware of the risks and challenges involved in this mission," he replied with conviction. "But as a disciple of the Immemorial Dragon Sect, it is my duty to protect and serve the people. I will not back down from this task, no matter how difficult it may be." He spoke with a sense of determination.

"Little brat, you will die. A low-grade demonic beast can easily kill a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Go back and report this matter. They will send someone with a higher level of cultivation." Lin Xiaowen frowned and angrily said.

"if you believe that it is truly too dangerous for me to handle, I will report this matter to the Sect. I will request for someone with a higher level of cultivation to take over the mission. However, if the Sect cannot send reinforcements in time, I will do what I can to protect the innocent villagers." Fang Min spoke with a sense of responsibility and maturity, accepting the possibility of failure while remaining committed to doing what was right.

Fang Min and Li Chen discussed the situation carefully, weighing the risks and benefits of their next move. Fang Min emphasized the danger posed by the low-grade demonic beast, pointing out that it would be too difficult for them to handle on their own with their current cultivation levels. He suggested that they report back to the Sect and request reinforcements with higher cultivation levels to help deal with the situation.

Li Chen listened thoughtfully, nodding in agreement. He recognized the wisdom in Fang Min's plan and knew that the safety of the villagers and the Sect's reputation were at stake. Together, they quickly made their way back to the Sect, taking care to avoid any potential dangers along the way.

As Fang Min and Li Chen arrived back at the Sect, the winds were howling and the clouds were dark, the atmosphere was dark. They strode with purpose towards the Grand Hall, where Elder White Cloud was. With a bow, they reported the situation at the village, emphasizing the danger posed by the low-grade demonic beast.

Elder White Cloud listened intently to their report, his face growing more serious as Fang Min and Li Chen described the symptoms of the villagers and the strange energy anomaly. When they mentioned the low-grade demonic beast, his eyebrows furrowed in concern.

Elder White Cloud frowned and stroked his long beard thoughtfully. "This is a serious matter," he said in a deep voice. "We cannot allow a demonic beast to terrorize the villagers and harm the Sect's reputation. The surrounding 9 villages near the Sect are all controlled by my Immemorial Dragon Sect. I need to resolve this issue."

"The information you provided will be valuable for the Sect's further investigation of this matter."

Fang Min and Li Chen exchanged a look, both feeling a bit disappointed that they were not going to be part of the effort to resolve the issue. However, they knew that the elder's decision was final and they bowed respectfully.

"Thank you for your guidance, Elder White Cloud," Fang Min said.

"May you continue to serve the Sect with distinction," Li Chen added.

Elder White Cloud nodded again, and the two disciples turned to leave. As they walked out of the room, Li Chen turned to Fang Min.

"Well, at least we can pick up our reward from the Treasure Hall," he said, trying to put a positive spin on the situation.

Fang Min nodded in agreement. "Yes, let's go do that."

As Fang Min and Li Chen turned to leave, Elder White Cloud called out to them. "Wait a moment, disciples," he said. "I have something to tell you. In two years' time, the sect leader has planned a tournament between the divisions. Even though your cultivation is not the strongest, it will be an opportunity for you to gain valuable experience."

Fang Min and Li Chen exchanged a surprised look. The tournament was a highly anticipated event in the sect, and the chance to participate was a great honor. Despite their relatively low cultivation, they were eager to accept the challenge.

"Thank you, Elder White Cloud," Fang Min said, bowing respectfully. "We will do our best to represent our division with honor."

The elder nodded approvingly. "I have no doubt that you will," he said with a smile. "Now, go and continue your training. May the Immemorial Dragon Sect prosper!"

"Damn Lunatics, what sect? But a tournament... Although this brat doesn't have any talent, if he shows a high battle power, he can catch some elder's eyes." Lin Xiaowen scoffed.

After taking the small reward of 15 spirit stones, Fang Min and Li Chen walked down the long, winding path to the purple division building. They nodded politely to the other disciples they passed by, exchanging brief pleasantries.

Once inside the building, they made their way to their quarters and closed the door behind them. The room was simple, with only a small table and two beds.

Li Chen sat cross-legged on one of the mats, while Fang Min paced back and forth, lost in thought. They had done all they could for the village, but Fang Min couldn't help feeling like they had left the situation unresolved. After a few moments of silence, they both settled into a meditative state, focusing on cultivating.

"This won't do... He is still too weak." A Merlot Soul appeared inside Fang Min. Lin Xiaowen's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light as he began to draw upon his immense power. The air around him crackled with energy, and a fierce wind kicked up, sending loose objects flying around the room.

Lin Xiaowen left Fang Min's aperture for the first time in years! This was extremely dangerous for Lin Xiaowen, but he was cautious. After he appeared inside the room, he pointed at Li Chen. The shocked Li Chen suddenly passed out.

Fang Min looked up in surprise and fear, struggling to his feet as he watched Lin Xiaowen's display of power.

Fang Min was startled by the sudden appearance of the Red Soul in front of him. He had never experienced such a phenomenon before, and he could feel the power emanating from it. As he focused on the Red Soul, he noticed that it seemed to be pulling at the very fabric of space itself.

Suddenly, the air around them began to crack and fracture, as if it was being torn apart by some unseen force. Fang Min watched in awe as the cracks spread throughout the entire Immemorial Dragon sect, causing panic among the higher-ranking elders.

From the Grand Hall, several rays of colorful light shot out, indicating that the elders had been alerted to the disturbance. The beams of light moved swiftly through the halls, illuminating the corridors and causing disciples to scatter out of their way.

One of the elder's faces was pale as he stared at the cracks in the air. "It can't be... the Legendary Void Transcendence Realm?" he whispered in disbelief. The other elders around him were equally stunned, their expressions ranging from shock to fear.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of energy emanated from the cracks, causing the elders to stagger back.

Lin Xiaowen concentrated his energy, drawing upon his years of experience and training to carefully manipulate the fabric of space that he had just pulled. He closed his eyes and focused his mind, guiding the energy with a deft touch that only the most skilled cultivators could muster.

Slowly but surely, the fabric began to condense and shrink, taking on the form of a small black stone. Lin Xiaowen watched intently, checking every step of the process to ensure that the stone was stable and secure.

As he finished the process, he held the stone up to the light, examining it with a critical eye. It glimmered in the dim light of the room, the faintest traces of energy visible along its surface.

Lin Xiaowen nodded in satisfaction, his expression was unreadable. He knew that this stone represented a valuable tool for Himself and Fang Min. After making sure that the Black Stone was stable and secure, he suddenly pushed it to Fang Min's forehead.

The sound of Fang Min's screams echoed through the walls of the room, Lin Xiaowen watched calmly, his expression unreadable as he waited for the process to finish. The screams continued for several minutes until they suddenly stopped, leaving an eerie silence. After a while, Fang Min woke up.

He felt a strange sensation coursing through his body, and when he tried to move, he realized that there was a strange feeling of power between his eyebrows. He stood up, amazed by the sudden surge of power, and looked at Lin Xiaowen in disbelief.

"What did you do to me? I thought you were stuck on that ring?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder and fear.

Lin Xiaowen didn't answer immediately, instead, he walked up to Fang Min and examined him closely. After a moment, he spoke, his voice low and calm.

"I gave you a gift," he said. "A gift that will allow you to reach heights that you never thought possible. Use it wisely, and you will become a legend in this sect. I will explain the other details later."

Fang Min nodded, still in shock at the sudden change in his abilities. He knew that he had been given a tremendous advantage. After a while, Fang Min passed out too.

The spatial cracks slowly healed and the sect returned to normal after several breaths. The elders in front of the Grand Hall were still shocked, trying to find the core of this matter.

As they gathered and discussed, they tried to piece together what had just happened. Some speculated that it was an attack from a rival sect, while others suspected a powerful demonic beast. However, none of them could come up with a conclusive answer. Suddenly, a black-robed man flew out from the tallest mountain in the Immemorial Dragon Sect.

"Sect Leader! One of the elders exclaimed"

All the elders immediately turned their attention to the black-robed man, who was flying towards them with incredible speed. As he landed in front of the Grand Hall, the Sect Leader, a formidable figure with piercing eyes and a stern expression, stepped forward to greet him.

"What has happened, Elder Black Water?" the Sect Leader asked in a deep, authoritative voice.

Elder Black Water, a highly respected elder known for his mastery of water-based techniques, took a deep breath before replying.

"Sect Leader, there was a disturbance in the spatial fabric of the sect just now. It was like nothing I've ever seen before. The cracks were so deep, it felt like the entire sect was going to collapse."

The Sect Leader's expression turned grave as he listened to Elder Black Water's report. He knew that any disturbance in the spatial fabric of the sect could have catastrophic consequences, and he needed to act quickly to investigate the matter.

"Summon all the Elders to the Grand Hall immediately," he commanded. "We must convene an emergency meeting to discuss this matter and determine the cause of this disturbance."

Without delay, the Sect Leader led the way to the Grand Hall, where the elders were already gathered, waiting for his arrival. As they took their seats, the Sect Leader began to address the group.

"Elders, we have just experienced a serious spatial disturbance in the sect. It is imperative that we investigate this matter thoroughly and determine the cause of this disturbance."

The elders murmured among themselves, exchanging worried glances. They knew that a spatial disturbance of this magnitude was a cause for great concern.

"The source of the disturbance appears to be coming from within the sect," the Sect Leader continued. "I have ordered a thorough search of all the sect's buildings and facilities to determine the cause of this disturbance. I ask that all of you lend your full support to this effort and report any suspicious activity or unusual occurrences immediately."

The elders nodded in agreement, and the Sect Leader dismissed the meeting. As they left the Grand Hall, each elder went about their task with renewed focus and determination, knowing that the safety and stability of the Immemorial Dragon Sect was at stake.

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaowen silently returned to Fang Min's aperture. He knew that what he had just done was risky, but he had no choice. Fang Min's cultivation was too weak, and he needed to find a way to strengthen him. But there were no clues hinting Fang Min as the cause of this spatial crack. And he covered the room with countless restrictions before creating the Black Stone. After several hours, Both Fang Min and Li Chen woke up.

"Fang Min, what the hell happened!" Li Chen said in a worried tone.

"I don't know... This matter will be surely checked by the elders. Rest assured." Fang Min was still trembling.