Building a sect from scratch.

The system is a good thing.

Strictly speaking, the system doesn't have a name. Fang Xianyu was bound to it from the beginning of her transmigration. This extremely strong sense of familiarity is very similar to the various online novels she has read, which is why she calls it "system".

The concept of system energy integral is also something that Fang Xianyu derived and summarized based on his own understanding and ideas.

If you really have to call it something, you could call the system a "magic weapon," the energy points "merit," or some other invented term like "heavenly fortune" or "luck value," and any of those would make sense.

However, things that are too mysterious and esoteric are not as intuitive as energy points.

While these points can't be exchanged for any rare or unusual weapons or resources, nor can they bring individuals back to life—to emphasize, even the costly process of rewinding time isn't resurrection—the points can still do a great deal. They can forcibly awaken the intelligence of most things in the Void Realm, enhance the power of Fang Xianyu's spells, and even allow her to unleash Daoist techniques that are normally impossible for her at her current cultivation level, provided she can deduce a logical process.

Daoist arts are not the same as magic arts. Daoist arts are the natural laws governing the universe, and in most cases, one can only comprehend them at the level of immortals and gods. As for magic arts, they can be understood as various minor techniques based on the enhancements brought by the Five Elements, cultivation methods, and spiritual roots. Usually, there are not many restrictions on learning these minor techniques; only those who are skilled enough will excel.

The heavenly lightning that Fang Xianyu summoned, or more accurately, tribulation lightning, was a trick she used to summon it by taking advantage of the tribulation clouds gathered by the immortal Si Yang.

If heavenly lightning only strikes the physical body, then tribulation lightning tears the body and soul apart together; it is a judgment carried out in accordance with the will of Heaven.

Fang Xianyu didn't know if the Guixu Realm truly possessed any Heavenly Dao consciousness, but it was undeniable that those wicked cultivators often couldn't withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, let alone the Tribulation Lightning.

A bolt of lightning worth 1000 energy points flashed by, tearing a huge hole in the gloomy sky. Sunlight streamed straight in from behind the hole, enveloping the body of the Yin Immortal.

After the lightning and thunder, the body of the Yin Immortal was charred black.

"The...Elder?"

The disciples of the Ziwei Sect stepped forward in disbelief, never expecting that the once-powerful Immortal Siyin, a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator, would suddenly die like this!

What's even more incomprehensible is why someone can summon tribulation lightning!

But none of that mattered anymore, because as soon as the Immortal Si Yin died, many quick-thinking cultivators scattered and fled. In an instant, tens of thousands of cultivators had fled, leaving the players who had just been resurrected heartbroken and lamenting incessantly.

"Oh no! My battlefield points! My contribution points!"

"Why is the sect leader so brave! Couldn't she have let us collect more contribution points first?!"

"If you're so capable, go and say that to the sect leader!"

"I'm not going! You old rascal, you're so wicked, you're just trying to trick me into losing favor points!"

"Aren't there still some left? First come, first served! Let's go grab them!"

No sooner had these words left their mouths than all the players found themselves unable to control their characters, and then a notification popped up in their field of vision:

[The mission is in progress, please wait patiently for it to end...]

This stirred up a hornet's nest, and players started cursing and swearing in various channels—

"This is hard crowd control?! Why didn't they control it before? Are these lousy developers just jealous of us grabbing contribution points?"

"They're so stingy with these lousy virtual numbers, it's so unambitious! It's so low-class!"

"The game planner should just die of stinginess!" "This crappy game has a huge map and a slow pace, and the storyline is so long and tedious! Garbage game! Even a dog wouldn't play it! Pah!"

Fang Xianyu paid special attention to the IDs of several players who were cursing the most, and felt that he was very calm - they were cursing the game planner of "Ten Continents Chronicle", what does it have to do with me, Fang Xianyu, the sect leader of Taiyin Sect!

Fortunately, this temporarily stopped the players from trying to take advantage of the situation and relentlessly pursue the attackers. Fang Xianyu then asked the remaining cultivators who either wanted to run away but dared not, or had strange expressions, "Do you still want to fight my sect's disciples to avenge Si Yin, or do you have some other ideas?"

The leading cultivators looked at each other, their expressions somewhat bitter.

The near-immortal Si Yang was forced to flee and his whereabouts are unknown. The Nascent Soul stage Si Yin was also struck dead by a tribulation lightning bolt. How could these cultivators, all at the Golden Core stage, possibly be a match for him?

But if I just throw it like that, won't it seem a bit spineless?

Some cultivators were thinking to themselves that their elders were still trapped in that maze. If the elders were determined to fight to the death and they surrendered, their reputations would suffer!

Of course, life is more important than reputation. Anyone who cares about reputation would have run ten miles away by now!
Therefore, as soon as Fang Xianyu spoke, the leading cultivators exchanged glances. One of them gritted his teeth and took the lead in bowing, saying, "The cultivators of Rongyu Mountain have suffered under the old thief Si Yin for a long time. It is all thanks to the immortal who upheld justice and restored a bright and clear world for us. How can we talk about revenge?"

The cultivator's voice wasn't very loud, and players who were too far away couldn't hear it at all, but the NPCs in the chat bar were able to clearly record what the cultivator said.

Players who heard the news were all shocked and started discussing it.

"Holy crap! This NPC is so shameless!?"

"You're bowing down and worshipping right after your sect leader died? That's not very proper, brother?"

"Although this is a plot development I didn't expect! I love this storyline! Give me more! Hehehe!"

"Wow! This guy is definitely a traitor!"

"They're not even from Earth, so where would they get traitors from? At most they're... uh, what sect are they from again? Taiyi Sect? Taiyi Traitors?"

"Taiyi Ziwei Sect, Ziwei Traitor! Ziwei Traitor!"

"What the hell is this purple traitor? I'm a human traitor too!"

"Oh dear, it's a treacherous monk!"

While the players were spouting witty remarks, Fang Xianyu nodded in satisfaction.

Most cultivators in the Guixu Realm have always been spineless.

Or, to be more precise, it's not so much that people are spineless, but rather that they don't have an absolute sense of belonging to their origins. Although the infamy of being separated from one's sect is very serious, if the sect itself is gone and one then joins another power, they will not be condemned at all.

With the departure of the Immortal Si Yang and the death of the Immortal Si Yin, and the elders who could speak for them all trapped in the maze, the vast Taiyi Ziwei Sect was left with almost no one who could speak for them, which could be considered as the sect being destroyed.

If you look closely, nearly half of the more than ten thousand cultivators in the Ziwei Sect came from other sects and forces. Among them were those who had been defeated by the Taiyi Ziwei Sect and thus switched sides.

However, for the cultivators of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect, it was a case of fortunes changing. They were the ones who usually destroyed other minor sects, never imagining their own sect would be wiped out. Everyone felt a mix of emotions. (End of Chapter)