Chapter 255: The Chase
Peak-Cleaving Summit.
After the alarm bell rang out across the peak, Yuwen Chengqing, deep in closed-door seclusion in his inner chamber, finally stirred.
He snapped his eyes open, the martial aura around him sharp and immense.
Across from him, in the main hall of the meditation chamber, seven Peak-Cleaving Summit elders sat cross-legged in cultivation, each one fully absorbed, deaf to the world outside.
At the sight, Yuwen Chengqing gave a satisfied nod and murmured to himself, "Good. Martial cultivation is like rowing upstream, where those who do not advance will fall behind. If I did not regularly require the elders to enter closed-door seclusion, they would eventually be hollowed out by wine and women, and Falling God Peak would surely be in peril."
In Yuwen Chengqing's view, heaven rewards the diligent, and only through dedicated seclusion and cultivation could the peak produce more skilled martial artists.
He sometimes even found himself thinking that if Falling God Peak's other Peak Masters and elders could all be as devoted to closed-door cultivation as he was, it would perhaps only be a matter of time before Falling God Peak unified the three great sects.
"Alas, the sect has always been too lax. I must find an opportunity to propose to the grandmaster that in the future, disciples should be required to spend at least eighty percent of their time in mandatory cultivation."
Lost in these thoughts, Yuwen Chengqing furrowed his brow and looked up, a flicker of confusion crossing his face. "Why is the alarm bell ringing now? I clearly told my wife long ago that if anything urgent came up, she could come and find me at any time."