As soon as the old leader died, Lin Xuan was hit by a leader's seal into this sect that was almost in ruins.
There is only a dilapidated temple left in the mountain gate, three acres of spiritual land, and the accounts are full of old debts; fellow sect members are either seriously injured or disabled, or leftover by the big sects. Outsiders are waiting to see when Wanfa Sect will end its incense, and even our own people feel that this sect may have its last breath.
But Lin Xuan didn't want to die with it.
No elixir? Then start with the cheapest Huiling Powder. No disciples? Then reorganize a bunch of useless people. No resources, no backing, no reputation? Then grab it back step by step from the black market, spiritual fields, rosters, and competition venues.
Others rely on talent, background, and the shadow of their ancestors to cultivate immortality, but Lin Xuan took this group of people who were sentenced to death and relied on farming, alchemy, talisman making, weapon refining, and a set of sect methods that no one had ever seen before, to lift Wanfa Sect from a desolate sect to a mountain that no one in the world can get around.
But the more the sect climbed up, the more he discovered that Wanfa Sect was not simply defeated back then.
What someone wanted to destroy was never this broken mountain gate, but the road behind the mountain gate that shouldn't exist.
This time, the sect is finished.
But he could still take it flying.
