Chapter 8.2
Seeing that Ye Chen still looked unrepentant, Han Biyun suppressed the anger in her heart and said in a tone as calm as possible.
“You only know that Senior Brother Feng has been a disciple for thirty years, but did you know that when Senior Brother Feng was apprenticed, the sect was too weak. The sect has already declined to the extreme and is about to be expelled from the list of sects in Dongzhou! Senior Brother Feng has turned the tide and worked hard over the years to bring the Taiwei Sect to the current situation step by step. If it were you, would you be able to do it?”
Ye Chen remained silent.
Han Biyun sighed and said, “When the previous sect master handed over Taiwei Sect to the current master, besides the two peak masters and the sect master now, there were only two handymen disciples in Taiwei Sect. The sect was already ruined. At that time, neither our master nor the two senior martial uncles had any hope for Taiwei Sect, until the sect master accepted the first big disciple, that is, Senior Brother Feng Shao.”
Speaking of this, Han Biyun showed a look of remembrance on his face.
“Shortly after getting started, Brother Feng began to work hard to revive the Taiwei Sect. The first thing he did was to distribute a lot of booklets with simple Qi Refining Techniques. To prevent the villagers from being illiterate and help them understand the manuals, he patiently explained the techniques word by word. I was just an ordinary girl in a small village, and I was lucky enough to get such a booklet. And it is this booklet that gave me the opportunity to embark on the road of cultivation.”
“One year later, Senior Brother Feng returned to our village. After some tests, he said that I have the qualifications for cultivation, and asked me if I would like to embark on the road of cultivation. I was willing to do so without hesitation and followed Senior Brother Feng to the sect. At that time, Senior Brother Feng found a total of thirteen young girls with cultivation qualifications from the surrounding villages and towns. And these thirteen people are the first batch of true disciples of Taiwei Sect.”
Han Biyun looked at Ye Chen with burning eyes, and said coldly, “So your behavior of provoking Senior Brother Feng today is intolerable in the eyes of our first batch of thirteen disciples! Because without Senior Brother Feng, we would not be where we are now.”
“It would be just rural farmers working in the fields! Our life will only be ordinary people who will never leave the village and will face birth, old age, sickness, and death one day!”