#837 - Chapter 837 Heading to the Ghost Tribe

Originally, I thought Luo Yangtian would just announce the reconstruction and be done with it, but who knew he'd throw in a spirit stone donation at the end.

Although many people felt unhappy, they couldn't show it too obviously.

After all, after the last war to resist the invasion from another world, the Star River Sect was destroyed. When the tree falls, how can the birds on it be doing well?

Therefore, most Star River Sect disciples were actually short on funds. When they heard the Sect Leader say that everyone should donate spirit stones, their first reaction was, 'Can't the Sect Leader borrow from outside?'

Why are you targeting your own people, making us risk our lives and also pay money?

But all this suffering could only be swallowed, saying it would be utter rebellion.

As for Ye Kong, as a Qi Refinement cultivator, he usually couldn't get cultivation resources, but he had saved up some.

Seeing that everyone's expression was strained and no one was making a move, Luo Yangtian scanned the crowd.

The Star River Sect had been in chaos for a long time, with each peak having its own leader, not putting him, the Sect Leader, in their eyes.

Otherwise, the Star River Sect wouldn't have suffered such great losses this time. Thinking of this, Luo Yangtian felt even more pain in his heart.

"I'll also donate a thousand spirit stones," a deep voice of an old man sounded. It turned out to be Yun Zu, the Peak Master of Sky Sword Peak.

"Rebuilding the Star River Sect is rebuilding our home, and everyone contributing is for themselves."

Seeing that the Peak Master had donated, how could Chen Changqing, the Little Sword God, stand idly by?

Rather than being forced to donate in the end, it was better to be proactive now and earn a good reputation.

He couldn't help but glance at Qin Shou, who was panting on the ground, an "ugh" of disgust in his heart.

He had been an accomplice that day, but he couldn't make any more big mistakes. The Sect Leader was making an example of him.

So, Chen Changqing gritted his teeth and took out all he had in his pocket: "I'll donate three hundred spirit stones."

Yun Zu glanced at him, his eyes seeming very satisfied, a promising young man.

The other Peak Masters also stood up to express their views one after another. Even the worst, Carefree Peak, had donated a thousand, so we couldn't just watch.

"I'll donate a thousand spirit stones."

The other disciples donated some one hundred spirit stones, some fifty spirit stones, and some ten spirit stones.

No matter how much, at the moment they put down the spirit stones, the reluctance in their eyes was very strong.

Luo Yangtian saw it all, and his expression finally softened a lot. This was the appearance he had hoped for.

In fact, to rebuild the Star River Sect and repair the Star River, the spirit stones donated were far from enough. More problems needed to be solved by Luo Yangtian himself, but for now, he was just letting everyone take responsibility.

Ye Kong had already seen this, so he was the first to come out in support.

Finally, Luo Yangtian issued tasks to each peak. Among them, the Sword Cave of Sky Sword Peak was severely damaged and was an important resource of the Star River Sect, so each peak needed to participate together.

After Ye Kong returned to Carefree Peak, he continued to sit by the Bitter Sea and fish as usual.

Until the system's voice came to his ear, "Qi Refining +1." This time, he put down the small fishing rod, looked at the sparkling Bitter Sea surface in the sunset, and frowned.

How to reasonably hand over the spirit stones needed to rebuild the Star River Sect to Luo Yangtian? He was already a super strong man in this world, and he never lacked spirit stones.

But Luo Yangtian didn't know, and Ye Kong didn't intend to reveal his true level to him, so how could he, a Qi Refining trash, get so much money?

On the other side, the three disciples of Carefree Peak, Xiaobai, Wang Xuan, and Ji Changsheng, flew to the territory of the Ghost Clan in a hurry under Ye Kong's instructions.

When Ye Ling was in the Zixia Pavilion controlling the world, she noticed three Changhong from the direction of Carefree Peak, "Heh, they set off so quickly, Ye Kong is really active."

After muttering to herself, she couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of her mouth. Ye Kong's cold attitude towards her that day still made her unable to let go.

The territory of the Ghost Clan is on the eighteenth floor underground. It is said that you have to walk eighteen steps to see the entrance of the Ghost Clan.

And for so many years, the Ghost Clan has always come out to worship the Immortal Cultivation World and participate in multilateral meetings. No one has ever said that they would go to the Ghost Clan as guests.

So ordinary people can't even find the entrance to the Ghost Clan, let alone go to their territory to investigate.

"This Ghost Clan is also very shrewd. Outsiders have no way of knowing where they are hiding. No wonder there is a saying that ghosts are cunning."

After flying for half a day, they were a little tired, so they slowed down. Wang Xuan took the initiative to speak.

Xiaobai's face twitched, revealing a shallow, disdainful smile, "What's so difficult about this? Junior Brother, don't worry, this little thing can't stump me."

Wang Xuan and Ji Changsheng were both surprised and looked sideways.

"Senior Brother Xiaobai, I didn't expect you to be so small, but you seem to know a lot," Ji Changsheng couldn't help but praise.

"Be confident, remove the 'seem'," Xiaobai replied.

This Emperor is not small, he has lived for tens of thousands of years, but this is Xiaobai's secret, and he doesn't want to show it to others for the time being.

Devil and ghost, devil and ghost are originally a family, he is a devil, so naturally he can touch where the ghost is.

Xiaobai led the other two on a general tour of the Immortal Cultivation World. He keenly smelled that the Yin Qi in the southwest was very heavy. This place seemed to have a lot of ghosts.

So the three flew to the southwest. The closer they got, the more obvious Xiaobai felt the gloomy feeling.

Generally, the entrance of the Ghost Clan will be opened at the time of day when the Yin Qi is the strongest, and it is closed at other times.

And the Yin Qi is strongest between midnight and 2:00 AM, so the three can only fly to a primitive forest in the southwest to wait for the opportunity.

The Ghost Clan's sense of smell is very sensitive, even if Xiaobai and the others hide their aura, the fluctuation of spiritual power may still be detected by the Ghost Clan.

The area of the primitive forest is very large, with towering trees standing, covering the sky and the sun. Sunlight cannot enter the forest, only occasional stars can shine in.

The three walked in the primitive forest, and from time to time they heard the roar of fierce beasts, "Boom, boom, boom" echoing in the mountains and forests, startling the birds.

By night, the temperature in the primitive forest dropped very quickly, and the sharp cold wind whistled past their ears. The three had to form a shield of spiritual power around them to resist the cold wind.

Among the three, Ji Changsheng's cultivation was the weakest, so in this situation, he couldn't help but tremble, praying not to encounter fierce beasts.