Fury Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1979 - 1982: Heshenghe's Foundation



Chapter 1979 - 1982: Heshenghe's Foundation

Time flies swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, evening sets in. After days of unbroken plum rains, the sky suddenly clears up, and before the sun sets, a ray of dying light finally flashes across.The celebration is being prepared with tension.

In the online live streaming room, numerous cultivation practitioners are still deeply captivated by Shen Qiang's formidable presence and unable to extricate themselves.

"Shen Qiang is truly deserving of the title Medicine King, so incredibly powerful! Refining a furnace of elixir pills yields one hundred and thirty-one varieties, such a groundbreaking achievement, never heard of before. No wonder the Four Young Pill Masters and those alchemists are willing to establish the Heshenghe Pill Alliance and acknowledge Shen Qiang as the Alliance Hierarch."

"Indeed, excessively powerful, but it's a good thing."

"Hmm, with every emergence of a Medicine King, cultivation practitioners fare better because of strong medical skills and pharmaceutical security; as long as you earn enough money, nothing is a problem."

And while everyone is focusing their attention on the upcoming elixir pills conference celebration.

Within the elder council of Kunlun Sword Sect, several elders wear expressions as grim as water.

"Calm yourselves, elders, Sect Leader Ma forced his departure, and disciples were absolutely unable to stop him."

Looking at the anxious expression of the Sword Sect disciple on the computer screen, several elders remain as grim as water.

"Understood."

Casually closing the communication.

After a moment of silence among the elders, one spoke: "With the rise of the Medicine King, there is more assurance within the cultivation world, Kunlun Sword Sect should forge favorable ties with him."

Upon hearing this, another sighed and said: "He's not the Sect Leader anymore, leaving at this moment is most likely to cause trouble for Shen Qiang."

"Inform all disciples not to assist," said another.

"Seconded."

Upon the magnificent fortifications, built with giant stones, stands the grand Qingyun Sword Pavilion.

"Now, Shen Qiang is the Medicine King, not only surrounded by the Heshenghe Pill Alliance, but Heshenghe itself also has over a hundred alchemists. Its prowess surpasses the Thirty-two Skillful Hands by far. In such circumstances, our merging with Heshenghe has countless benefits without any harm," said a pale-faced, beardless cultivation practitioner around forty years old.

"What about our reputation?" A square-faced man rose and said: "We, Qingyun Sword Pavilion, have stood tall in the cultivation world for thousands of years, weathering storms. It's the only reason we are where we are today. Yet once we join Heshenghe, the Sword Pavilion ceases to exist, and the world knows only Heshenghe."

"To care for our reputation, we must survive first!" The pale-faced, beardless man said: "Currently, we're besieged with troubles, fighting daily. Even after selling all our properties, we're in debt to the tune of nineteen billion. If this problem can't be resolved, without waiting for others to attack, the Sword Pavilion will be no more!"

The square-faced man shouted angrily: "With our Qingyun Sword Pavilion's reputation, borrowing some funds for urgent needs might not be impossible."

"And then what?" The pale-faced, beardless man responded coldly: "What comes next? Relying on selling second-hand cars and auto repairs, how long will it take to fill these gaps?"

Not giving the square-faced man a chance to speak, the pale-faced, beardless man continued: "Even if money isn't an issue, how do we tackle those fights? Nowadays, our disciples are embroiled in conflicts daily. In the Sword Pavilion, disciples above the Nascent Soul Stage together number just two hundred and seventy-one. Must we wait until all are gone before admitting defeat?"

"We haven't lost!" The square-faced man shouted in anger.

The pale-faced, beardless man sneered coldly: "Haven't lost? What is the meaning of the Sword Pavilion's existence? What is the meaning of cultivation refining Dao? 1, Improve oneself, 2, Save the world. Now? Dealing with debtors every day drains our energy, how do we cultivate?"

"Never-ending conflicts always result in casualties every few days, how do we cultivate in peace?"

The square-faced man remained unhappy, but before he could speak, the pale-faced, beardless man interjected coldly.

"Specialization is key, since we're not omnipotent geniuses, let's relinquish tasks we can't excel at to professionals."

Turning to look at everyone in the Sword Pavilion, the middle-aged, pale-faced, beardless man said: "Heshenghe excels at making money, Shen Qiang excels at elixir pills. Cultivation is essentially defying the heavens, full of challenges; if we focus on cultivating, how many in this lifetime can glimpse the Great Dao?"

"Yet now, what is the focus of disciples within the sect? Trading second-hand cars, earning tens of thousands in pride, focusing solely on survival. In such circumstances, if cultivation progresses rapidly, that would be miraculous!"

The square-faced man shouted angrily: "A true man does not eat charity!"

The pale-faced, beardless man was enraged too, pounding the table fervently.

"Stubborn! Heshenghe requires our skill; we need Heshenghe's support! What is the cultivation world? Do you think it's a harmonious Immortal Realm? Without strength, you will be oppressed; without strength, forget about rising up!"

"Now, debt distractions, endless fights, disciples cannot concentrate on cultivating, how can they become strong? Without becoming strong, what good is a resonant name?"

"Once joined with Heshenghe, everything will be different. Disciples won't scramble around earning money, they can focus solely on cultivation. Once becoming strong, who in the cultivation world dares to say a word?"

The square-faced man retorted angrily: "I am a Qingyun Sword Pavilion man! I disdain associating with demons!"

Hearing this, the pale-faced, beardless man was furious.

Just then, the previously silent Qingyun Sword Pavilion Second Elder abruptly opened his eyes and said: "Stop it, no more arguing. Qingyun Sword Pavilion isn't lost, I will request to retain the Qingyun Sword Pavilion's name upon merging, not just Qingyun Sword Hall."

This statement silenced both men.

"But other matters really don't require debate; Shen Qiang is the Medicine King, merging with Heshenghe is an honor, not a disgrace, so let's settle this. Tomorrow morning, we'll go to Heshenghe promptly and do everything possible to make this happen. After all, though we're old, the young disciples within the sect have unlimited potential. We should think of them."

Everyone immediately voiced their agreement.

"Precisely, without those meaningless fights or survival worries, given our current state of Qingyun Sword Pavilion, it won't be long before it thrives."

Hearing this, the square-faced man suddenly spoke: "Think twice, elders. Currently, the five super first-class families and five super first-class sects have extended olive branches to us; we have choices aplenty, why must we join Heshenghe?"

Upon hearing this, the Second Elder sighed and said: "Abandon those meaningless dreams. Even if other sects can solve our financial problems, they can't address those conflicts and frictions. Distant alliances, close conflicts—once Heshenghe discovers we've made deals with other sects, we become mortal enemies."

"By then, those sects may at most offer money, but once war breaks out with Heshenghe, the deaths will strike at the roots of Qingyun Sword Pavilion. So, no need to discuss further! Once we see Shen Qiang tomorrow, as long as he isn't overly aggressive, it will be settled."


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