Who let him join the Sword Sect?!
Chapter 43: A Day in the Life of Sect Leader Mei’Er

Chapter 43: Chapter 43: A Day in the Life of Sect Leader Mei’Er

Of course, Immortals have their own methods for building pagodas, unlike the stealthy ways of the Spiritual Snake Helm from before; within ten days, one Thousand Mechanism Pavilion and dozens of buildings could rise up from the ground.

Moreover, this is exactly the skilled craft of the Thousand Mechanism Cultivators.

Although the interior furnishings are not yet complete, the exterior is already quite impressive.

Walking on the newly laid bluestone, with a faint scent of wood in the air, Mei’Er was still somewhat in a daze.

She became a Sect Leader for no apparent reason.

Although this Sect Leader is actually just a facade, a front, a Sect Leader is still a Sect Leader.

Mei’Er did not come from a noble background; during her childhood relocation with her parents to Cyan Thorn, they encountered a Demon Beast. Fortunately, at that time, Mo Jingchun, who was honing his skills in Jianghu, arrived in time and saved the lives of Mei’Er’s family.

Mo Jingchun saw Mei’Er’s exceptional talent and brought her back to the Sword Pavilion.

...

Recalling past events, Mei’Er strolled outside the sect, but when she looked up at the plaque in front of her, her brow still twitched.

The three small characters "Heaven-Blasting Gang" looked somewhat glaring no matter how you viewed them, but there was no turning back now.

Because Liu Lili had already integrated the three characters of Heaven-Blasting Gang into every corner of this building.

She beat Lili several times, but it was still useless.

The back was inscribed with Thousand Mechanism Thunder and Heavenly Illusion Pendant made by the Heaven-Blasting Gang, which had already spread into the loose cultivator and martial world of Cyan Thorn before the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion was built.

Now the entire Cyan Thorn knows that fifty miles from the Sword Pavilion, in the Exquisite Valley, there’s a Heaven-Blasting Gang.

Thinking of irrelevant matters, Mei’Er didn’t notice someone walking over.

"Greetings, Sect Leader."

A middle-aged Thousand Mechanism Cultivator entered the sect with a proud expression and greeted Mei’Er.

"Ah, hello."

Mei’Er was stunned for a moment before realizing the person was talking to her.

In recent days, many Thousand Mechanism Cultivators have arrived here, mostly from the Sword Sect and a few outsiders with clean backgrounds.

"Soon, more people will come." Zhang Ze’s voice sounded behind Mei’Er.

"Foundation Establishment?" Mei’Er asked.

"Yes, it wasn’t difficult." Zhang Ze shrugged.

Looking at Zhang Ze who had come out of seclusion early, Mei’Er tried to find some sense of transformation on him.

However, there was no difference.

Zhang Ze at Foundation Establishment was no different from Zhang Ze at Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivation.

Mei’Er even felt that if Zhang Ze achieved Mahayana and ascended one day, he’d probably still be like this.

"I actually think that the Thousand Mechanism Cultivators have always been waiting for an opportunity to gather together."

Zhang Ze began speaking.

"It’s just that entangled too deeply with the major righteous sects, those few Golden Core Thousand Mechanism Cultivators dared not to be the trailblazers."

"Now that we’ve initiated this thing, those elders will probably come to take a look."

Mei’Er frowned, "So what exactly do you want to do?"

"Whether making money or building an Underground City, it’s all about finding a millennia-long livelihood for the Thousand Mechanism Cultivators; the real issue is the cultivation path."

"Thousand Mechanism Cultivators are still Cultivators, not merchants."

"The Golden Core barrier, one must always cross it."

"In a few days, the elder from the Main Pavilion will also come to the Cyan Thorn place,..."

Zhang Ze’s words were not finished before the jade pendant inside the inner ring shook.

It was information from the Cyan Robe Winery.

Messages sent by Song Qingpao.

Looking at the short essay by Song Qingpao, Zhang Ze found that he had nearly wiped out all the idle Demon Cultivators and Demon Path near Yangguan Road.

Moreover, not knowing why, it seemed the entire Blood Lion Helm was doing this.

Those unaware might think they had turned good.

Zhang Ze pondered and thought that Song Qingpao had been doing well lately, and that treating a bootlicker shouldn’t just be perfunctory.

Too much perfunctory, and the bootlicker would run away.

Zhang Ze thought and then sent a message back.

Yes, nicely done.

After waiting a few seconds, the system suddenly displayed a prompt.

[Zhang Ze]

[Affiliated Forces: Southern Base of Blood Lion Helm, Cyan Robe Vineyard, Control Increase]

[Control Degree: 45%]

[Base Leader, Song Qingpao]

Ha, bootlicker.

Mei’Er watched from the side, having already known about this from Chen Qin.

"Is that the Demon Path leader?"

"Yes, both shrewd and stupid." Zhang Ze nodded.

Interrupted by Song Qingpao, Zhang Ze had no more patience to speak of serious matters; anyway, the elders would take some time, and it wouldn’t be too late to talk then.

First, talk about trivial stuff.

Seeing that the main entrance was unmanned, Zhang Ze took out a book from his bosom and handed it to Mei’Er.

"Sister Mei’Er, take a look, I wrote it."

Zhang Ze looked a bit proud.

Mei’Er was full of suspicion but still took the novel and began to read.

The first section was normal, and it was written quite tastefully.

A genius boy from a small city loses all his Cultivation in an accident.

The boy dreams of eternal times at night, seeing Nine Dragons Pull a Coffin under the sky, and a red-furred monster fishing alone for eons.

Upon awakening, his fiancée breaks off the engagement, family trials, enduring humiliation at a mere Third-Layer of Qi Cultivation.

With a call for the sword, a white-robed fairy unblocks the boy’s meridians, shining in the subsequent trials.

In a dream, he enters a Secret Realm, merges teachings of Buddhism and Taoism, creates a unique Heart Method, and leaves home to train and pursue Sword Dao.

By the Wei River, invites a Copper Gong Bladesman to listen to music in the bawdy house...

Mei’Er was engrossed but soon noticed something amiss.

Things like embracing music with bare flesh, gently caressing the zither notes, crimson lips kissing the jade dragon, clear springs soaking a red dress...

The more Mei’Er read, the more improper it seemed, flipping through several pages, she found it was all risqué.

No plot, just straightforward content.

Listening to bawdy house music for three days before getting to the main business.

Though Mei’Er’s face was rosy with embarrassment, she found the story captivating and continued to read.

However, just as they severed the white snake by the Wei River and met a female demon named Xiaoqian...

The content ended.

"Where’s the rest?" Mei’Er asked.

Cliffhanger dog Zhang Ze spread his hands.

"That’s it."

"I haven’t continued yet."

"What’s the book called?" Mei’Er asked.

"’Taoist Path to Heaven’" Zhang Ze replied.

"What does the name mean?"

"It doesn’t mean anything, I just managed to find a four-character book title, so I picked it." Zhang Ze shrugged.

Mei’Er was quite frustrated, wanting to urge Zhang Ze to continue writing but felt it was unreasonable to say so.

Although Zhang Ze didn’t do much proper work in a day, burying his head in writing books seemed rather unconventional.

Zhang Ze stretched lazily, "Thinking up such things is tiring, you know, you need build-up, transition, and even a storyline draft."

"Exhausting."

"But it seems to work well."

"Sister Mei’Er, what do you think would happen if I removed the risqué parts and published this book throughout Cyan Thorn?"

Mei’Er furrowed her brow, "Those who read this book will hate you, hate you for not finishing it."

"Then I’ll let it be known that the second half of the book can be found only in the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion."

Mei’Er added, "Many, many people will come to this place."

"Naturally."

Zhang Ze nodded, "That’s why I specially chose this valley."

"Sister Mei’Er, look how flat the ground is ahead, just right to build a Market there."

"Which sect builds their base amid a bustling market?" Mei’Er was puzzled.

"We do, our Thousand Mechanism Pavilion is in the business trade, worldly engagement is also a practice." Zhang Ze spoke as if it were truly the case.

"In business, there’s no reason to deny customers food, drink, and entertainment."

"I’ve already planned it out in front, restaurants, inns, all fully equipped, and some pavilions on the mountain for receiving honored guests."

Listening to Zhang Ze’s plans, Mei’Er felt increasingly it was outrageous.

But just when reaching the crucial part, Zhang Ze stopped short.

"But this isn’t too important right now, I’ll trouble Sister Mei’Er to take me back to the Sword Pavilion, the last and most important task needs Sister Fuji’s help."

Mei’Er found it hard to follow Zhang Ze’s train of thought.

Who’s the Sect Leader after all?

Sword Pavilion.

"Sister Fuji! You can’t eat that!"

The voice of Chen Qin, who had just reached Foundation Establishment and come out of seclusion, was filled with despair.