Zheng Fa nodded to Sun Daoyu and then turned to Master Pang, asking, “Master, do you think the Jiu Shan Sect in this story is too exaggerated?”
Master Pang grinned, “I’m not saying the Jiu Shan Sect is bad, but the one in this story… it’s just too good to be true.”
Zheng Fa chuckled, lifted his foot, and walked toward the door, leaving only his voice echoing in the hall:
“But that is the Jiu Shan Sect in my heart.”
“If you think it’s not realistic enough, then after the reform of Jiu Shan today, we’ll make it a reality.”
(End of this chapter)
**Chapter 451: The Nine Chapters Calculation, Too Conservative**
Zheng Fa took the lead and stepped out of the side hall.
It was early morning, and a light mist hung over the University Island, bringing a refreshing chill that brushed against his cheeks.
All the disciples of the Jiu Shan Sect stood in neat rows outside the hall, their youthful faces glowing with vitality amidst the morning fog.
Footsteps approached from behind; Sister Zhang, along with several Yuanying elders, followed out.
In front of the Jiu Shan calculation array, a platform half a zhang high had been erected, with a black wooden staircase leading up to it, directly facing Zheng Fa and the others.
Zheng Fa, accompanied by Sister Zhang and the others, ascended the steps.
Master Pang stood a bit further back on the platform, gazing out at the disciples, his eyes searching for Sun Daoyu and Zhou Qianyuan among the crowd.
These disciples looked back at him with puzzled expressions, clearly wondering why the sect leader had summoned all of them.
Master Pang shook his head slightly, signaling that he didn’t know either.
His gaze fell on Zheng Fa’s back, curiosity stirring within him:
He was aware of the Jiu Shan reform, but how it would unfold, he couldn’t quite grasp.
Among them, perhaps only Sister Zhang knew more.
What exactly did Zheng Fa envision for the Jiu Shan Sect?
Zheng Fa scanned the crowd, taking in the confusion, doubt, and tension on their faces. In his peripheral vision, he noticed Sister Zhang standing two steps behind him, smiling at him.
“Dear disciples,” his voice rang out clearly in the silence, “I’ve gathered you all here today for just one thing.”
Sun Daoyu and the other disciples perked up, curious about why Zheng Fa had made such a grand gesture.
“I want to talk to you about the present state of the Jiu Shan realm and the future I envision.”
The disciples looked utterly bewildered. The words were simple enough, yet they all seemed to struggle to comprehend, their faces reflecting a mix of surprise and confusion.
Even Master Pang wore a shocked expression, while the sect leader Song and Elder Xiong stared at Zheng Fa in disbelief.
This was indeed unprecedented in the Xuanwei realm.
In most sects, all matters were decided by the sect leader or the elders.
Zheng Fa didn’t pause, seemingly unaware of their astonishment:
“The ‘First Fifty-Year Plan’ has now entered its fifth year, and we’ve achieved a lot.”
“In the mortal realm of Jiu Shan, clothing production has gone from nothing to something, and food production has increased twenty-onefold. Now, not only can they have new clothes every year and surplus grain in their jars, but they can also support their elders and educate their children by exporting to the Bai Xian Alliance.”
“The population in the mortal realm has grown by eighty-three percent in five years.”
“This is the change in the mortal realm of Jiu Shan. Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Palace of Jiu Dao, we produced ninety-eight various types of Shenxiao flying boats last year and established a basic production chain for elixirs. The import ratio of elixirs has dropped from ninety-five percent to forty. The magical tools produced by the Tiangong Pavilion are selling well throughout the Bai Xian Alliance.”
“Now, our Jiu Shan Sect has three thousand five hundred seventy-two disciples, an increase of one thousand eight hundred thirty-seven from five years ago.”
“There are one thousand two hundred forty-five disciples at the Foundation Establishment stage, and over two hundred sixty at the Golden Core stage.”
“Although we still don’t have any new Yuanying cultivators, I believe that day is not far off.”
After hearing Zheng Fa’s words, Master Pang suddenly turned his head, shock written all over his face as he looked at the disciples, a single thought racing through his mind: So, our Jiu Shan Sect has become this strong?
Even more shocked were Sect Leader Song and Elder Xiong.
They exchanged glances, their hearts overwhelmed with astonishment.
While the others might not feel it as deeply, the quality of the Jiu Shan disciples was astonishing!
Among the three thousand disciples, a third were at the Foundation Establishment stage.
To put it in perspective, in most sects, that ratio is often less than one-tenth.
The number of Golden Core cultivators was even more terrifying!
Though they hadn’t conducted a census of the Bai Xian Alliance, Golden Core cultivators were definitely significant figures in the past, and they all had some impression of them.
A rough estimate suggested that previously, the Bai Xian Alliance had only about two hundred Golden Core cultivators!
Now, the Jiu Shan Sect alone had over two hundred Golden Core cultivators.
To think, the Jiu Shan Sect only had three thousand disciples, compared to the tens of thousands of cultivators in the Bai Xian Alliance. This Golden Core ratio was truly astonishing.
Not to mention the other sects in the Bai Xian Alliance, they had some memory of what the Jiu Shan Sect was like ten years ago; the entire sect had no more than twenty Golden Core cultivators!
And now, in just five years, it had multiplied tenfold?
Even if you counted from the moment Zheng Fa became the sect leader, it had only been a little over ten years.
In that short span, the Jiu Shan Sect had undergone a transformation under Zheng Fa’s leadership!
“We, the Jiu Shan Sect, are richer and stronger now.”
As soon as Zheng Fa finished speaking, he noticed many disciples’ faces lighting up with admiration, even fervor.
Some disciples were whispering excitedly, buzzing with discussion.
A few even shouted praises like “The sect leader is brilliant!”
“Much of this progress is thanks to you all. So, I want to share these achievements with you.”
The murmurs immediately ceased, and the crowd fell silent.
Sun Daoyu stared blankly at the sect leader, feeling a mix of surprise and a subtle, unnoticeable joy.
Zheng Fa’s words were mostly heartfelt—
He, Sister Zhang, and even Elder Xiong, Madam Xuanhua, and others were more like researchers.
But to truly apply the various technologies they had developed into production and turn them into resources, they relied on these disciples.
“The textile factories in the mortal realm were guided and built by you. The thousands of acres of fertile land were also touched by your efforts.”
“The elixirs embody the hard work of the Alchemist Guild, and the disciples of the Tiangong Pavilion have produced thousands of magical tools.”
“Our sect’s elixirs and magical tools can sell well in the Bai Xian Alliance thanks to the sacrifices of the shipping disciples.”
“Of course, without the various intelligence reports from the survey teams, we wouldn’t have been able to target our efforts effectively and successfully penetrate various markets.”
“Many of you have worked tirelessly at my command, even spending years away from the sect, facing various plots and ambushes, risking your lives to contribute to the Jiu Shan Sect.”
At this point, Zheng Fa paused slightly, his tone growing more sincere:
“Thank you all.”
Though three thousand disciples seemed like a lot, the myriad affairs of the Jiu Shan realm were complex, and this number was actually insufficient.
Everyone was busy, no one was idle.
In the disputes with Haori Mountain, while the casualties among disciples were few, there were still dozens, mostly from the shipping or investigation teams.
As Sun Daoyu listened, he felt his spine straighten. He looked at the sect leader, his heart stirred.
Serving the sect was indeed a duty, but when the sect leader articulated all this, acknowledging that his efforts had not gone unnoticed, it made him realize that he had a share in the current success of the Jiu Shan realm.
He couldn’t help but feel proud.
Not just him; the expressions of the disciples around him reflected similar sentiments.
Suddenly, one disciple shouted, “I’m willing to die for the sect leader!”
Sun Daoyu had always found such declarations cheesy and hypocritical, but at that moment, his blood surged, and he joined the chorus:
“I’m willing to die for the sect leader!”
Master Pang stood on the platform, watching the flushed faces of his direct disciples, silently marveling: The unity of purpose in the story had suddenly come to life before his eyes.
Zheng Fa chuckled lightly, raised his right hand, and pressed down gently.
The thousands of disciples who had just been shouting immediately fell silent.
The entire University Island was suddenly devoid of sound, the earlier unified cries fading like a dream.
Though they hadn’t been trained, the commanding presence of the moment left both Elder Xiong and the others feeling a mix of awe and fear.
This scene made them realize that Zheng Fa’s earlier words were indeed true, all stemming from the heartfelt sentiments of these disciples.
“I was just discussing the current state of our Jiu Shan realm. Now, I want to share with you my plans for the future of Jiu Shan.”
Sun Daoyu looked at the sect leader with curiosity, only to see Zheng Fa slightly turn, forming a hand seal and casting it behind him.
The spell entered the Nine Chapters Calculation Array, and the spirit stones on the ground emitted a warm, gentle glow.
The glow gathered in mid-air, subtly taking the shape of a graceful figure.
Not just the other disciples, even Master Pang and the others were unfamiliar with the Nine Chapters Calculation Array’s intricacies, and they couldn’t help but turn their heads, their eyes filled with curiosity at this phenomenon.