Tianpo had never expected that Yun Jin would even think of mercilessly harvesting wool from her own side.
It was still diligently guiding her.
"First display all your high-grade artistic conceptions. If some fragments haven't arrived yet, don't worry. The River of Enlightenment will remember the aura of your artistic conception and will continuously attract matching fragments. After displaying the high-grade artistic conceptions, then display your mid-grade artistic conceptions and low-grade artistic conceptions. Once the river has memorized your aura, you may withdraw it."
Yun Jin responded.
Then, as if performing a magic trick, she began displaying the many artistic conceptions she had comprehended.
Tianpo watched in a daze.
Little Master had mastered far too many artistic conceptions. Nearly ten mid-grade artistic conceptions, plus a whole batch of low-grade artistic conceptions.
Tianpo couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.
Its master, the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, had once suppressed an era by mastering numerous Great Daos.
Now.
Little Master had also mastered so many artistic conceptions. In the future, perhaps she could replicate master's path to enlightenment?
That wasn't impossible!
After all, Little Master, like master, possessed a Five Element Root.
A Five Element Root meant possessing five attributes and the ability to comprehend artistic conceptions of all attributes!
Little Master even seemed to have comprehended wind and lightning attributes.
Thus.
In theory, any dao in this world could be cultivated by her!
However.
Human ability was limited.
Although cultivators had long lifespans, they weren't endless.
If she truly attempted to study all daos, she might perish from lifespan exhaustion before mastering them all.
Without becoming immortal, one couldn't attain true longevity.
Sooner or later, Little Master would have to make choices.
While Tianpo was sighing, the River of Enlightenment had already memorized the aura of all of Yun Jin's artistic conceptions.
It spread outward continuously, and more and more light clusters gathered toward her.
Yet still no golden light cluster appeared.
Yun Jin frowned slightly.
Is she truly unable to obtain a super-grade fragment?
Tianpo chuckled and finally explained, "Little Master, you cannot attract super-grade fragments by relying on this alone. To obtain super-grade fragments, there are other essentials."
"Oh?" Yun Jin became interested.
Instead of explaining immediately, Tianpo revealed a sly smile, "Those from the four holy lands can at most obtain orange light clusters. As for precious golden fragments, without joining Wushuang Sect, they cannot obtain them."
Other fragments could be given out.
But super-grade fragments?
Even if one were wealthy, they couldn't be handed out so easily.
"Do I now count as having joined Wushuang Sect?" Yun Jin asked curiously.
Tianpo's tone turned solemn, "Not yet."
"So I am also destined to be unable to obtain golden fragments?" Yun Jin was stunned.
Surely they weren't going to cheat one of their own?!
Tianpo appeared beside Yun Jin, returning to its original mature demeanor. It said gravely, "Therefore, today, I shall accept a disciple on master's behalf. Yun Jin, are you willing to enter under the tutelage of the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos, take charge of Wushuang Sect, and strive to restore its glory?"
Yun Jin froze.
When Tianpo spoke.
The River of Enlightenment also seemed to respond subtly.
The many light clusters surrounding her drifted slightly aside, making space for her.
Above the River of Enlightenment, the illusory figure of the Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos appeared.
He stood high in the sky, gazing at Yun Jin warmly.
Within his eyes of wisdom lay boundless expectation.
In a dimensional space elsewhere.
The Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos was enjoying a rare moment of rest.
Before them sat a tiny wine bottle.
A group of people surrounded it, drooling, yet none reached out to take it.
"It's been so many years, this is the last bottle of wine." One person wailed. "If I'd known, I would've filled my storage ring completely with fine wine."
They had drunk sparingly all along, but a thousand years had passed. Even the wealthiest household had no surplus left.
It was best to save this final bottle of wine til the final moment.
Right now, they could at least imagine the taste.
As they drooled.
The Sword Sage of Ten Thousand Daos suddenly gave a soft sigh.
A rare expression of joy appeared on his refined face.
"Boss? What is it?" someone next to him asked curiously.
The Sword Sage hurriedly said, "Did I not mention this before? I had a feeling my successor might have appeared, but there was never confirmation. This time…"
Oh?
Everyone's expressions became expectant.
The Sword Sage said slowly, "You should soon feel it as well."
As his words fell, their expressions slowly changed.
They had indeed felt something.
This was…?
"It's the River of Enlightenment." The Sword Sage smiled with relief. "My successor has formally joined Wushuang Sect upon the River of Enlightenment."
He had used certain methods to completely separate the Wushuang Sect outside from this Wushuang Sect.
However.
After comprehending their daos, they had each left fragments of their Great Dao within the River of Enlightenment.
Yun Jin joining Wushuang Sect had stirred the entire river, and they could vaguely sense it.
Yet none dared to probe deeply. After only an instant, they quickly severed the connection.
Although the boss had made numerous preparations and severed the Qi and karma between the outside Wushuang Sect and this one, caution was still necessary.
They were still being watched by the Extraterrestrial Demon Clan, even the slightest trace of connection had to be immediately cut off.
At present.
This Wushuang Sect, in total, only had a dozen survivors left.
In this moment.
They sat in silence, expressions a bit complicated.
That person was said to be the boss's successor.
In truth.
Their inheritances had also been taken out by the boss.
If Wushuang Sect was rebuilt, perhaps they too would have successors.
If that were so.
They would at least have one less regret.
"Don't look so gloomy." A woman laughed softly and warmly said. "Boss has found a successor, Wushuang Sect will soon be rebuilt. Isn't this a good thing? Since we have this last bottle of wine, why not get thoroughly drunk?"
"Oh? Aren't you the one who dislikes wine the most?" someone asked.
The woman smiled, "Today is an exception."
They all laughed.
The Sword Sage took out the final bottle of wine. Divided among the several people, each received exactly one cup.
From this moment on, not a single drop of wine would remain.
Everyone felt some heartache, but more than that, joy.
"Come, let us drink this cup together." The Sword Sage raised his cup.
They laughed and drank it down in one go.
It had been so many years since they felt this carefree.
Such a small amount of wine couldn't make anyone drunk, yet they all swayed slightly as if intoxicated.
Suddenly, the Sword Sage smashed his empty cup onto the ground.
He smacked his lips and said, "With such a good event today. Why not let those Extraterrestrial Demon Clan celebrate with us as well? Come, let's set off fireworks."
They laughed again.
Swaying, they rose into the sky.
Then.
They hurled all of the recently captured extraterrestrial demons into the air.
Bang, bang, bang. The bodies of the extraterrestrial demons exploded like fireworks.
A moment earlier, the people of Wushuang Sect had been laughing. The next moment, the Sword Sage waved his hand, "Withdraw, we cannot remain here."
They left shoulder to shoulder, appearing unsteady, yet their speed wasn't slow at all.
When the extraterrestrial demons emerged from the vortex to investigate, the people of Wushuang Sect were long gone.
The demon snorted coldly.
These remaining members of Wushuang Sect were exceedingly difficult to kill.
But it didn't matter.
Even the strongest would be injured.
Over a thousand years, they had more or less accumulated injuries all over their bodies. Without time to recover, they would reach their end within at most a hundred years.
They could afford to wait!