Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 195

“Any cultivator who has entered the Opportunity Tower will be marked by it. Even if they die accidentally outside, the Opportunity Tower will retrieve their corpse…”

“Do you understand? From beginning to end, the Opportunity Tower holds all the power.”

Ning Shaoyang’s temples throbbed violently.

His voice was hoarse, “Is this really true?”

Mo Yu smirked, “In our sect, there is an iron rule: once you enter the Inner Sect, unless the Sect Leader personally orders your expulsion, you will be bound to the sect for life.”

Su Manhua nodded frantically.

“Yes, yes, there is such an iron rule!”

“Martial Aunt, why is that?”

Mo Yu’s gaze grew colder, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

“This is also a rule set by the Opportunity Tower.”

“What?” Su Manhua was shocked. “The Opportunity Tower? That’s… impossible…”

Mo Yu continued, “Tens of thousands of years ago, the personal disciple of a second-tier sect’s leader, who was exceptionally talented, entered the path of formations at a young age. Later, he fell in love with a woman and joined her sect without the leader’s permission. When the sect rankings came out, this second-tier sect was promoted to the first-tier, and the ranking listed him as belonging to the second-tier sect.”

“At that time, news of this genius disciple betraying his sect spread far and wide. The woman’s sect even celebrated and publicized it, offering their unique techniques. But the Opportunity Tower didn’t acknowledge it, no matter how elaborate the efforts were.”

“Since then, this rule was established.”

Ning Shaoyang struggled to accept these words, his face pale and hands trembling. After a long pause, he finally squeezed out a sentence.

“What is the Opportunity Tower?”

Su Manhua shivered, “Yeah, Martial Aunt, this Opportunity Tower is too strange. Even Tribulation Transcendence Phase experts can’t break the barriers between its layers?”

Mo Yu took a sip of wine, her gaze deepening.

“It’s said to be a magical weapon left by immortals.”

A weapon waiting for its owner for millions of years…

A treasure prepared by the heavens for a woman.

Heh, Bai Roujing…

Ning Shaoyang cast a spell to clean the wine stains from his sleeve.

“If this Opportunity Tower is as strange as you say, why has no one overthrown it in tens of thousands of years? Why do people willingly become its puppets?”

Mo Yu chuckled, “There were once thousands of Tribulation Transcendence Phase cultivators who tried to break through the barrier between the ninth and tenth floors. They failed.”

Ning Shaoyang frowned deeper.

Mo Yu sighed, “So, don’t blame the major sects. Everything is under the control of the Opportunity Tower. We are just insects in its hands.”

After hearing all this, Ning Shaoyang lost interest in studying the music scores. He stood up to leave.

Walking down the corridor, Ning Shaoyang asked the absent-minded Su Manhua, who was holding a zither.

“Is what she said true?”

Su Manhua snapped back to reality, “Ah… Master, you told me not to go to the Opportunity Tower, so I haven’t been there. I don’t know what it’s like inside, and I’ve never seen a sect evaluation. So I can’t be sure.”

“But I’ve heard other disciples mention these iron rules. They don’t know who made them, but every sect does pamper their geniuses and ancestors. They are happy to give them cultivation resources. The sect’s Tribulation Transcendence Phase ancestors are strong but can’t enter higher floors…”

“They value sect evaluations highly. Last time, during the evaluation, all the disciples were diligently cultivating. They said that even if they couldn’t contribute much, improving their cultivation a little would still help the sect’s overall strength.”

Ning Shaoyang frowned, “So, what she said might be true?”

Su Manhua tilted her head, “Master, Martial Aunt has no reason to lie about this.”

“What if she’s trying to win me over?” Ning Shaoyang sneered coldly.

“Win you over?” Su Manhua chuckled, “Master, you don’t know what Martial Aunt is like. We can’t even win her over, let alone her trying to win us over.”

“Hmm?” Ning Shaoyang gave her a cold look, and Su Manhua quickly covered her mouth.

“What kind of person is she?”

Su Manhua grinned mischievously.

“I heard from the sect disciples that Martial Aunt has a Supreme Heavenly Spirit Root. She spent five years in the Outer Sect, didn’t like cultivating, and slept all day. Later, the Sect Leader noticed her by chance and forcibly took her as a personal disciple.”

“Martial Aunt has always been laid-back in the sect, with the Sect Leader constantly urging her to cultivate. However, despite appearing indifferent, she risked her life to save people when the sect was targeted by the Xuan Yin Hall. The disciples admire her greatly.”

“Laid-back?” Ning Shaoyang smirked, “If she has no ulterior motives, why come here? Many sects want to win over the Golden Phoenix Village.”

Su Manhua whispered, “I don’t know. Master, are you going to stay here and keep an eye on things?”

“Of course.” Ning Shaoyang snorted, “I can’t trust such a strong person staying here.”

Ning Shaoyang told Jin Feng his decision to stay. Jin Feng was overjoyed.

“Oh, you’re here for Little Yu, aren’t you?”

Ning Shaoyang frowned, “Little Yu?”

Why was his aunt calling her so intimately after just a few days?

Jin Feng glared, “No manners. Only I can call her that.”

Ning Shaoyang was shocked, “!!”

He rubbed his temples, “Aunt, Miss Mo is from the sect. Since she represents the Tuo Yue Sect, it’s best to keep some distance.”

Jin Feng casually flipped through the account books handed to her by the steward, not caring at all.

“She has already convinced me. I’m planning to join the Tuo Yue Sect.”

She stuffed the account books into Ning Shaoyang’s hands.

Ning Shaoyang was furious, “So, this girl is just a smooth talker. Aunt, haven’t you always prioritized benefits? Why are you suddenly so impulsive?”

Jin Feng didn’t answer directly. She pointed to the account books in his hands.

“Look and see if there’s anything you want. These are all obtained from the Song family.”

Ning Shaoyang was stunned, “The Song family?”

He hurriedly looked through the account books, finding many items, including the Song family’s ancestral techniques.

“She didn’t convince me with words. She showed me real, tangible things.”

Jin Feng pulled Ning Shaoyang aside and whispered, making sure no one was around before handing him a porcelain bottle.