Jiu Baiyun merely hummed lightly in response, his gaze fixed on the approaching mountain peak.
The mountain path was not rugged, but the spiritual energy was pitifully thin, causing even the trees and grass in the forest to appear withered.
Soon, the group reached the summit.
The summit was more open and flat than it appeared from afar, like a huge natural platform covered with low weeds and sparse shrubs.
The view was excellent, overlooking the lush valley below and the distant mountain ranges.
However, the ambient spiritual energy in the air was negligible, even less than some spots on the mountainside.
“Young Lord, this is the place.”
Ku Mu’s hoarse voice broke the silence at the summit.
Qing Ling frowned slightly, clearly finding the place too shabby for the Young Lord’s status.
Bai Ya’s small eyes quickly scanned every inch of the land, as if assessing its “development potential.”
Zhu Le directly muttered in a muffled voice, “This place… it’s so empty. There isn’t even a single tree.”
Jiu Baiyun ignored their reactions.
He let go of Xiao Mu’s hand and signaled Su Zhiyun to step back a little with A Ran and Xiao Mu.
Since Su Zhiyun trusted him, he couldn’t do anything foolish.
After Su Zhiyun had stepped back with A Ran and Xiao Mu, Jiu Baiyun turned his gaze to Qing Ling, Bai Ya, and Ku Mu.
Although they wouldn’t dare, what if?
Who could say that a problem wouldn’t arise from such a small oversight?
The three understood his intention upon meeting his gaze and immediately retreated even farther than Su Zhiyun’s group.
They were well aware of what Jiu Baiyun might be worried about, and none of them wanted to invite trouble.
Seeing that everyone was far enough away, Jiu Baiyun walked alone to the center of the open space.
The mountain wind brushed through his silver-white hair and snowy fox tail, his robes fluttering lightly.
He closed his eyes slightly, sinking his mind into his Sea of Consciousness, and communicated with the subsystem panel through his thoughts.
On the panel, the [Preliminary Sect Establishment Scroll] that radiated a warm jade glow and had mysterious Dao resonance flowing along its edges lay quietly in the inventory.
One unit of system space was occupied by the scroll Su Zhiyun had sent him, leaving Jiu Baiyun feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness.
As his thoughts touched the scroll, its description text appeared clearly again.
[Item Name: Preliminary Sect Establishment Scroll (Legendary Quality)]
[Description: Upon use, instantly establishes a fully functional primary sect (including a core hall, basic cultivation meditation rooms, a primary spirit gathering array, protective formations, etc.) at the designated area, and directly gains universal recognition and basic respect from the entire Cultivation World.]
[Note: This recognition is a basic cognition forcibly granted at the law level, not an emotional inclination. The sect’s subsequent development and status must be managed independently.]
‘Forcibly granted at the law level…’
Jiu Baiyun murmured in his heart.
No matter how many times he looked at it, this thing was ridiculous.
Being able to forcibly gain recognition from those eerie creatures—that was a first.
After thinking for a moment, Jiu Baiyun no longer hesitated.
He concentrated his mind and decisively selected “Use.”
[Use the “Preliminary Sect Establishment Scroll” at the current location?]
[Yes / No]
Jiu Baiyun confirmed [Yes] without hesitation.
In an instant, with the point where Jiu Baiyun stood as the center, a layer of pale golden ripples like water waves spread out silently and abruptly.
Where the ripples passed, space seemed to be gently smoothed and reshaped by an invisible hand.
The weeds and shrubs beneath his feet silently dissolved like illusions.
A solid, level foundation glowing with a warm jade luster materialized out of thin air, quickly covering the entire summit platform.
The ancient and imposing core hall, built from unknown spiritual wood, rose from the ground.
Its doors were tightly shut, and the plaque area was blank, yet a solemn and sacred aura emanated from it.
Surrounding the core hall, several meditation rooms with simple designs yet exuding Dao resonance quietly appeared, arranged in an orderly fashion.
The primary spirit gathering array quickly took shape and then activated.
Faint white mist rose from beneath the earth, rapidly forming a thin layer of spiritual fog over the summit.
Although this gathering array was basic, it instantly raised the previously near-nonexistent spiritual energy density by several levels.
Then, a translucent barrier covered with fine runes gently enveloped the entire new building complex on the summit like an inverted jade bowl.
The entire process was silent and instantaneous.
It was as if this sect had not been newly built but had been directly “transported” here from the river of time by some supreme power, perfectly integrating into this world.
Standing in the plaza before the core hall, Jiu Baiyun felt the solid ground beneath his feet and the noticeably richer spiritual energy around him.
His silver hair fluttered in the spiritual mist’s gentle breeze, and his snow-white tail unconsciously brushed across the warm jade-like floor.
The shock in his heart was still beyond words.
He had to admit, the power of a legendary-grade item was truly something.
They said cultivators could move mountains and overturn seas, reshaping terrain, but achieving such precision was utterly impossible.
While Jiu Baiyun was still stunned, another prompt appeared on the subsystem panel before him, text clearly emerging.
[Sect basic construction completed. Please name your sect.]
Once this name was set, it would be the foundation accompanying the sect.
Jiu Baiyun instinctively looked up, his gaze crossing the plaza to Su Zhiyun not far away.
Su Zhiyun was also completely immersed in the miraculous sight before her—mouth slightly open, eyes wide.
Although she knew the scroll’s effect was outrageous, witnessing a barren mountain transform into a fully functional sect in an instant was a visual impact far beyond imagination!
When she met Jiu Baiyun’s gaze, she immediately understood his intention—naming.
Without hesitation, Su Zhiyun nodded firmly at Jiu Baiyun, a brilliant, trusting smile blooming on her face.
She even secretly made a “go for it” gesture, her eyes clearly saying:
‘It’s up to you! You decide! I trust you!’
Then she resolutely turned her head away, pretending to concentrate on studying the pattern of the new jade floor tiles, kicking the “ball” back.
Jiu Baiyun: “…”
The corner of his mouth involuntarily twitched.
This kind of “I don’t care, I fully trust you” attitude—what was she trying to do!?
The pain of being bad at naming surged up in an instant.
Jiu Baiyun felt his scalp tingle.
Heavenly衍 Sect, Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Profound Clarity Monastery…
Names from novels he had read in his previous life had already been registered in this world.
And the names he came up with were either too rustic or completely mismatched with the style here.
He couldn’t just come up with an abstract name, could he?
One name after another flashed through his mind, but none could be used.