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As the wind blew, the plants swayed, carrying the blazing sun. A human figure descended, covering Zhou Yan's kneeling body.

It was as if the vow that everyone had just made was still in the air. At this moment, the only sounds that could be heard were the whistling of the wind and the flapping of the clothes in the wind.

Slowly, slowly, a dignified voice suddenly sounded: "From now on, you and I will be sharing life and death together."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan trembled. He did not know if it was due to excitement or fear, but he raised his head to look at the strong man who could not see his face, and said solemnly: "Yes, Master."

"Yes, my lord!" The thousand soldiers behind him shouted in unison, causing the birds in the distance to jump up in alarm and flutter their wings as they fled in all directions.

"Zhou Yan, you should go back and rest first. Let the soldiers rest as well. We'll have to think over a long time before we leave." Qingyang had the appearance of someone on the throne, but the concern in his words made everyone's heart warm.

"Yes, my lord." Zhou Yan also returned with Li Si's support. All of the soldiers retreated with excited expressions, leaving only Qingyang and Xiao Mu Chen behind.

Glancing at Qing Yang, Xiao Mu Chen took two steps forward and teased, "I didn't expect that you would actually have the talent to become a general. Tsk tsk."

Qingyang turned his head and let out a long sigh before speaking somewhat helplessly, "There is no other way. As a person at a higher position, not only must he be concerned about his subordinates, he must also be able to intimidate everyone. He is still a little not used to it."

Indeed, Qing Yang treated his friends and ordinary people with a humble and amiable manner. He was indeed going to use a completely new attitude to face everyone today. He was not used to this at all.

Seeing the helpless look on Qingyang's face, Xiao Mu Chen scolded with a smile: "Kid, you're so lucky yet you're behaving so well. These thousand soldiers are at least at the peak of the Houtian realm and they're all men that have crawled out from the pile of dead. This group of people can be said to be the backbone of their battle with Nan Rong."

However, according to common sense, the Nine Prefectures and above had at least a million soldiers. Not to mention fending off a hundred of his own soldiers, this group of soldiers would at least fight a dozen of them. If he continued to train them diligently, then these thousand soldiers would be enough to fight against tens of thousands of ordinary soldiers.

"But what should I do with my subordinates?" Although he was pleasantly surprised today, Qingyang who had calmed down once again began to think, "After all, how should I settle this thousand people? I can't stay in the WindSoaring Valley forever."

"In my opinion, why don't you just set up a sect to hide the truth from others and give the soldiers a safe haven?" After musing for a moment, Xiao Mu Chen said softly.

"Set up a sect?" Hearing this, he was surprised. Shangguan Mu had mentioned it to him before, but Qingyang had never put it to heart. Now, with a thousand of his warriors, the establishment of a sect was indeed feasible.

Moreover, if these thousand people could not think of a name, it would attract the attention of the Nanxiang Royal Family. After all, if there were more than a thousand warriors gathered together, it would attract a lot of attention.

"That's right, I can see that there is no lack of talented soldiers. If we can really step onto the path of cultivation, then we will have a lot of capital to contend with the South Rong family." Nodding his head, Xiao Mu Chen said with a smile.

Even if one had just entered the Upper Sky Realm, it would not be a problem to kill hundreds of peak Houtian realm warriors. If one were to fight against ordinary soldiers, it would be a one-sided slaughter.

"This matter cannot be rushed. The matter of the establishment of the sect has been implicated too much. We should discuss about it tomorrow." Qingyang said with a frown as he turned around and walked towards the stone chamber. It seemed that he wanted to ponder over the matter of establishing this sect.

To establish a sect, one first needed a massive amount of funds and manpower. There were manpower, but how could the problem with funding be solved? Lending to Dongfang Bo or Shangguan Sheng?

Secondly, they needed a fixed place as their sect's location. This place was also very important. They could not go too close to the Land of South Rong, or else they might attract the attention of the Royal Family. They could not transport all kinds of living materials in the forest.

Thirdly, and also the most important point, a sect must have its own unique cultivation method. Where can I get a cultivation method for everyone to cultivate in?

Therefore, it was true that Qingyang's words required long term planning, and it was truly annoying.

Xiao Mu Chen followed Qingyang back to the stone room. When he saw Qingyang start to meditate, he felt that it was boring to wander around for a moment. Thus, he calmed himself down and started cultivating.

The next morning, Li Si went to the stone room where Qingyang was cultivating to inform Zhou Yan that his condition had improved quite a bit. After some consideration, Qingyang decided that Zhou Yan still had not fully understood the situation, and it would be better if he went to the stone room to talk about the establishment of the sect.

After washing up, Qingyang and Xiao Mu Chen followed Li Si to Zhou Yan's cave.

Along the way, the soldiers on all sides respectfully called out to Qing Yang when they saw him. The reverence that came from the depths of their bones made Qing Yang feel somewhat happy.

"My lord, the general is in the cave." Li Si let the two pass, but he stood at the entrance of the cave and didn't go in.

Looking at his complexion, he had already improved quite a bit, and his body was no longer as weak as it was the day before. It seemed like the effects of the Golden Crow were still as good as what the 'Three Striped Divine Pill' had made it out to be.

"My lord, why have you come?" Perhaps because he felt that there was someone in the cave, Zhou Yan opened his eyes and saw Qingyang smiling at him, while Xiao Mu Chen had a face of boredom as he quickly stood up and said this.

"How do you feel today?" Qingyang waved his hand, indicating for Zhou Yan to sit down.

"Thank you, my lord, for your divine pellet, I am already much better." After all, he could vaguely sense that his strength was swiftly recovering. His bones and meridians were wide and tough and were far from what they could be compared to before. Zhou Yan knew that it was all because of Qingyang.

"Mm, that's good. First, I've come to check on your injuries, and secondly, to discuss future arrangements with you." Qingyang said softly.

"I will listen to the lord's commands." After respectfully saying that, Zhou Yan naturally obeyed Qingyang's arrangements.

"What this little brat Yang means is that he wants to establish his own sect so that all of you can become his disciples." Before Qingyang could reply, Xiao Mu Chen spoke up from the side.

"Sect?" His eyes lit up, and Zhou Yan naturally understood the meaning of the word 'sect.' He had also been fortunate enough to obtain a remnant of an ordinary Immortal Martial Arts manual in his youth in order to achieve his current achievements, and after decades of hard work, he had eventually reached the Spirit Refinement realm. However, after that, he did not make any progress at all, and in his eyes, Qingyang's strength was just too tyrannical.

That's right, no matter how we think about it, only by establishing a sect would we be able to make this thousand plus people a safe haven." Qingyang nodded and said in a soft voice, "Cultivating together can also increase one's strength. Right now, I see that everyone has been fighting in the battlefields all year round. What we lack is the increase of our cultivation base.

In terms of experience, they might not even be able to match up to Qingyang. What was missing was the enhancement of their realm, and if a part of them could reach the Innate Realm, then the battle prowess of a thousand soldiers would be extremely terrifying.

"Indeed, I believe that the soldiers are hoping to step into the ranks of cultivation." Zhou Yan had an excited expression on his face. A soldier was naturally hot-blooded. If he could have the army of cultivators galloping towards the battlefield, it would be a very exciting thing.

"Therefore, I thought for a night and named it the Blood Sun Sect." With a chuckle, a vicious look flashed across Qingyang's eyes.

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