Chapitre 482: Lava Smelt Sect - 482
The journey back to the writing sect was much livelier than the journey to the Chaos Beasts.
Although the Nascent soul realm cultivators slowed them down a bit, the group that was a part of the Writing sect soon returned.
Zhu Yi briefly returned to the room he had been given before finding a soul formation realm cultivator of the Writing sect.
After a brief conversation, he was told where the sect master stayed. The sect master was not a void traversing realm cultivator.
The void traversing realm cultivator was the grand elder of the Writing sect. The sect master, while quite powerful, was not at that level.
Zhu Yi soon arrived at the room of the sect master. It took up the entire highest floor. The grand elder stayed elsewhere.
Before Zhu Yi even knocked on the door, he heard a voice. "Come in."
Zhu Yi opened the large door and walked inside.
Looking around, the room was a giant library. Such was expected from the Writing sect. Even his room had a large amount of books.
There were also arrays and formations that seemed to be messily placed around the room.
When he walked in, the sect master was sitting in the middle of the room drawing on a talisman. Zhu Yi was unsure of what any of the arrays, formations, or talismans around were.
He only knew the formation that supported the Time Bubble. Unfortunately, he had not been able to use the Time Bubble inside his room for fear of being found out. After all, there was a void traversing realm cultivator here.
After a moment of drawing on the talisman, the sect master looked up.
"Apologies for the wait. I believe you're here to claim your reward."
Zhu Yi nodded. "I am. I'm looking for a sword. I'd like to use all of my contributions in exchange."
Although there was no point system in place, his contribution could be somewhat used like a currency.
"Our writing sect does not have many swords that would satisfy you. Instead, let me hand you this."
The sect master of the writing sect took out a blank piece of paper and wrote some words on it before sealing it with a stamp.
He tossed it towards Zhu Yi. "Hand it to the sect master of the Lava Smelt sect."
"Thank you." Zhu Yi bowed and left.
He then left the writing sect and flew towards the Lava Smelt sect. It was the 7th ranked sect in the world, and the number one forging sect.
If there was a sword that would satisfy Zhu Yi, it would probably be there or in the hands of someone more powerful than him.
As for Chen Jie's sword, it had barely resisted breaking from the last fight, and only because the formless sword did not physically use the sword.
The Lava Smelt sect was not that far from the Writing sect, and Zhu Yi soon arrived.
The sect, as expected, was built inside of a large volcano. It was the largest volcano in the world. Even many cultivators would be unable to resist the eruption that it could create.
As usual, Zhu Yi made his presence known and was greeted by a soul formation realm cultivator in the skies.
On his back were a sword, a shield, and a spear.
"Who are you? I've never seen you before. There shouldn't be an unfamiliar soul formation realm cultivator." The man said.
Zhu Yi explained that he was an independent cultivator and had just participated in the fight against Chaos Beasts. He also explained that he was sent by the sect master to meet the sect master of the Lava Smelt sect.
The man clearly did not believe Zhu Yi was an independent cultivator, but when Zhu Yi showed him the letter, he sent him to the sect master.
Zhu Yi flew down into the volcano and arrived in front of two giant steel doors. There were engravings of dragons on the doors, although there didn't seem to be any dragons in this world.
Still, like many places, dragons were considered to be the peak form of beast and were depicted in countless stories and fairy tales. Zhu Yi knocked on the door, and a loud metal clang rang out.
A female voice came out from behind the door. "If you're that weak, you're not worthy to enter."
Zhu Yi raised his brow. He had knocked lightly due to common courtesy, but if this was the case, so be it.
Zhu Yi increased his strength and hit the door with a hard knock. The metal bent and a slight dent was left in the door. Zhu Yi was surprised.
He had nearly used his full strength, but the door had only made a body sized dent that did not go back far.
Zhu Yi heard a female voice, but ignored it as he got into a punching position. As he prepared, he noticed the door seemingly healing. In a few hours, it would go back to how it was before he punched.
He used his full strength and punched out as hard as he could.
"Wait!"
Too late. His fist hit the door and it bent as if he had just drop kicked a child.
It nearly flew off of its hinges and changed its shape from a rectangle to a cone.
Behind the door, Zhu Yi saw a room with lava flowing around it. Tilting a bit more, he saw a frail looking woman staring at him with a twitching eye.
Realizing that he had gotten ahead of himself, Zhu Yi was about to apologize before a hand smacked at him.
Zhu Yi quickly reacted, but failed to move out of the way. He was hit on the head and smacked face first into the lava below him.
A loud sound rang throughout the sect, and countless people sighed.
Zhu Yi stood up out of the lava and rubbed his head. The frail looking woman looked at him sternly.
"What is wrong with you punk?"
"I said sorry."
"You nearly destroyed my door."
"You taunted me."
The girl shook her head before regaining her composure.
She held out her hand and spoke. "Give me the letter."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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