The starting point is auspicious; the fiancée will not call off the engagement.

Fang Zhou gently touched Xiao Yue, and then he thought about it carefully.

Some things can only be accurately answered by experiencing them for yourself.

Although it seems unlikely that there will be any problems given the current situation, we should still be prepared for the worst.

He didn't want to hear, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'll tell you the answer in the simplest and most direct way." That kind of answer might make him regret it.

He thought for a moment, then tentatively asked:

"What was the purpose of your creation?"

The light screen paused only slightly before text appeared, and that gentle voice rang out at the same time.

"I wasn't created directly; initially, I was just a bunch of switches..."

Fang Zhou listened to its explanation and learned its origin.

The incident began when an elder from the Sacred Artifact Peak, in order to verify his Dao, wanted to forge an artifact spirit using objects devoid of spiritual energy.

Thus, electricity, switches, logic gates... he created them all, meaning he created the basic computer from scratch.

Later, many disciples from the Sacred Artifact Peak also joined in, and through continuous iterations, this so-called artifact spirit was created.

Fang Zhou was utterly astonished; it seemed he had underestimated this world.

He knew that in such a big world, how could there not be a few geniuses?

"So what is your opinion on the Ten Thousand Saints Sect?"

Fang Zhou looked at the light screen with some curiosity. While listening to its introduction, he had already felt the brilliance of wisdom emanating from it.

That subtle sense of pride, without a doubt, already possessed genuine emotion.

The light screen remained silent for a long time, so long that Fang Zhou thought he had entered a period of deep thought.

"That's a difficult question to answer."

That gentle voice rang out again, carrying emotions that Fang Zhou couldn't decipher.

"From the moment I first began to think, everyone on Sacred Relic Peak rejoiced at my birth. Later, as my abilities grew, I learned about responsibility."

I volunteered to manage the Affairs Peak, and I did a great job. I was able to handle all the requests from the entire Affairs Peak simultaneously, and the disciples from the other peaks all liked me very much. I also really enjoyed this job.

At this point, the gentle voice paused slightly.

"Then, I experienced my first separation. The disciple from Sacred Artifact Peak who used to protect me had aged prematurely. One day, the disciple who protected me changed. Only then did I understand what life is."

The voice suddenly became solemn.

"Therefore, I only have one answer: the Ten Thousand Saints Sect is my home, all the disciples are my family, and so are you."

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment after hearing this; he hadn't expected to get such an answer.

"Is there anything else you need help with?"

The voice softened again, but this time, Fang Zhou felt differently.

Fang Zhou gently shook his head and said softly:

"I have the answer, thank you."

"Okay, you can still come to me if you have any questions."

The gentle voice seemed to sense that Fang Zhou was in a bad mood, and deliberately added a touch of playfulness.

The light screen slowly dissipated. Ye Ninghan picked up the jade slip and looked at Fang Zhou with concern. Xiao Yue also gently rubbed against its master.

Fang Zhou came to his senses and looked at Ye Ninghan.

"I'm fine now. Let's go. Take me to Chengdao Peak."

Fang Zhou looked at the sparsely populated hall in front of him, feeling a mix of emotions.

Ye Ninghan seemed to have noticed something and spoke softly:

"These past few days, the disciples have been preparing to welcome the new disciples, and it's usually quite lively here."

Fang Zhou nodded; he could sense the AI's feelings for the Myriad Saints Sect from its intelligent voice.

The fact that an AI could possess such strong emotions suggests that the Myriad Saints Sect is better than he had imagined.

Fang Zhou walked out of the hall and looked at Ye Ninghan.

"Let's go, is Chengdao Peak far?"

Ye Ninghan shook her head.

"Chengdao Peak is not far from the Affairs Peak. In order to take care of disciples without cultivation, there are also free public spirit boats for disciples to use."

Ye Ninghan led Fang Zhou to a platform not far away, walked to a counter, pointed at it, and a string of numbers appeared.

"Press this button, and a spirit boat will arrive shortly. Pay attention to this string of numbers, and don't board the wrong spirit boat."

A short while later, Fang Zhou saw a spirit boat marked with the number 3250 approaching.

Ye Ninghan led Fang Zhou onto the spirit boat and reminded him:

"If you get lost in the future, you can use sect contribution points and your disciple token to summon a spirit boat to pick you up."

Fang Zhou was somewhat speechless; how could he possibly get lost? However, he was still a little curious.

"Why does summoning the spirit boat with a token require sect contribution points?"

Seeing that Fang Zhou seemed to have recovered from his earlier emotional state, Ye Ninghan breathed a slight sigh of relief and replied:

"Because there was a senior brother who, having nothing better to do, summoned all the public spirit boats of the entire Wansheng Sect. After that, summoning a spirit boat required contributions."

After listening, Fang Zhou felt inexplicably like he was back home.

Sure enough, there are always extraordinary people everywhere.

"What happened next? Was that senior student punished?"

Ye Ninghan looked at Fang Zhou with a puzzled expression:

"Why would anyone be punished when no one was injured, and the sect didn't prohibit this behavior at the time? Even now, as long as you make a contribution, you can still summon all the spirit boats."

what?

This isn't how sect management works. He misused sect resources and should be punished, and then the sect rules should be improved to prohibit such behavior. I don't accept this; this isn't how sect management works.

Fang Zhou was somewhat shocked, feeling that the Ten Thousand Saints Sect was perhaps a bit too open.

"Has anyone else done this since?"

Ye Ninghan nodded and recalled:

"Later, not long after the function of summoning spirit boats by contributing was launched, the sect held a special event to see who could summon the most spirit boats within the specified time."

Is there a reward?

Fang Zhou looked at Ye Ninghan with curiosity.

"The reward? Only one medal."

Ye Ninghan took out a medal that read "First Place in the Summoning Spirit Boat Competition".

She said with some emotion, "It took 100,000 contribution points to get this back then."

"Hey, do we still need to collect contributions?"

Fang Zhou exclaimed in shock.

Is this definitely not a sect contribution recovery plan?

Ye Ninghan nodded.

"Of course I have to contribute. Back then, my master secretly transferred her contribution to me so I could get first place and let her show off."

Fang Zhou was speechless for a moment, never expecting that Peak Master Liu would be this kind of person.

As they chatted, the distance between them gradually closed.

Not long after, Cheng Daofeng appeared before Fang Zhou.

It was a huge mountain.

With Fang Zhou's eyesight, he could clearly see that courtyards were being rapidly built on the mountain peaks.

Looking at the Chengdao Peak before him, Fang Zhou fell into deep thought.

So they're only building houses now? No wonder I haven't seen many people along the way; they're all building houses here.