Divine Replication System

"Cang Shuiyue, having reached the peak of the Emperor Level, you can no longer serve as the head of the Canglan Hall, in accordance with the regulations of Tianyuan Palace. You are hereby promoted to an elder within the Hall of Elders. Additionally, a new Hall Master will be appointed to oversee the Canglan Hall," Lin Xuan added.    

"Yes, Hall Master," Cang Shuiyue responded.    

This was a standard procedure that had been carried out in other halls, so Cang Shuiyue had no objections.    

Subsequently, all the Emperor Level Martial Cultivators made their way into the Canglan Hall's guest hall. Meanwhile, Cang Shuiyue took on the responsibility of addressing various other matters and organizing the Canglan Hall's accumulated resources over the years. She dared not conceal anything.    

Lin Xuan had already taken stock of the Eastern Righteous Hall, the Thunder Yang Hall, and several others, establishing a general benchmark. If he discovered any discrepancies, it would spell trouble for both Canglan Hall and herself. She was well aware that she couldn't afford to take any risks with someone who held the power over her destiny.    

Lin Xuan then visited the Canglan Hall's Scripture Pavilion, which housed the sect's countless years of legacies, martial arts texts, secret techniques, and historical records. Ordinarily, even Emperor Level Elders were not permitted to casually enter. However, today an Emperor Level late-period elder eagerly escorted Lin Xuan inside.    

Having already reaped rewards from the other halls, Lin Xuan was not one to pass up an opportunity. Regardless of whether he found anything of value, he wouldn't allow it to take up too much of his time. The Scripture Pavilion's entire collection, including its most prized inheritances, was made accessible to Lin Xuan without any attempt at concealment. After witnessing Lin Xuan's formidable power, the Canglan Hall's legacy paled in comparison; there was simply nothing left worth hiding.    

The quietude of the Scripture Pavilion was broken only by the sound of pages being turned.    

The Head Elder, a vision of beauty and grace akin to a young matron, served tea with a demeanor that radiated respect, admiration, and humility.    

In the Canglan Sect, where female cultivators often held men in low regard due to a history of male dominance, strength was still the ultimate currency, and respect was reserved for the truly powerful.    

Those male cultivators who failed to inspire respect simply lacked the necessary stature.    

Lin Xuan, however, had achieved what many could not.    

With his own strength, he had subdued the entire Dongyuan Continent, becoming its uncontested sovereign without a crown.    

His allure was undeniable, bolstered not only by his authority but also by his strikingly handsome and youthful appearance, a stark contrast to the aged.    

This combination of traits had won him the admiration of numerous female warriors within the Canglan Sect, including some Emperor Level elites who had remained single for centuries.    

Yet Lin Xuan had no interest in such matters.    

Back in the Central Essence Continent, he had a wife, and he was acutely aware of the impending descent of the Demon Essence Race, which would bring unfathomable disaster to the entire Tianyuan Continent.    

Knowing that he, his family, friends, and all his connections were unlikely to escape unscathed, he had little time for distractions.    

His focus was on relentlessly enhancing his strength, realm, and combat prowess to confront the looming catastrophe and protect those dear to him.    

Time marched on relentlessly.    

Lin Xuan was surrounded by a plethora of books and jade slips, many bearing the marks of age and the scent of antiquity.    

He set down a jade slip with a gentle shake of his head.    

The outcome was as expected—scant reward.    

The Canglan Sect, being the least of the six sects, possessed few teachings and texts that reached the Emperor Level, especially when compared to the likes of the East Saint Sect and the Thunder Yang Pavilion.    

Compared to the East Saint Sect and Thunder Yang Pavilion, there was still something lacking. However, there were a few novel insights regarding the application of the black water attribute. Additionally, there were ancient and medieval texts, as well as descriptions of Secret Realms and perilous locations that had existed or currently exist on the continent. Lin Xuan could consider these as modest gains.    

Lin Xuan wasn't disappointed. He had approached this visit with a nothing-to-lose mindset. Afterward, he swiftly departed. It was only then that the other martial artists in the Scripture Pavilion began to tidy up and arrange the materials.    

Lin Xuan also took the opportunity to wander around the entire grounds of the Canglan Sect, where the Vast Wave Hall was situated. He found it rather uninteresting. Unlike the Thunder Sun Hall, Purple Tripod Hall, and other halls, which were all established on a vast mountain range, the Vast Wave Hall was located on a relatively expansive piece of land amidst a body of water. There were no rolling hills or valleys. From a distance, the terrain appeared as smooth as a spread-out fabric, lacking any spectacular views. Instead, there was a specially excavated area used as a pond to nurture various precious aquatic Demonic Beasts.    

Lin Xuan didn't recognize many of the Demonic Beasts, which contained a diverse array of bloodlines. Some were purely ornamental, others had delightful flavors, and some could enhance rare attributes such as light, darkness, and devouring. It was an educational experience. If one had the time to extract and purify these creatures extensively, it might be possible to cultivate some impressive breeds that could be beneficial even to those at the Emperor Level.    

However, for Lin Xuan, these beasts could only satisfy his taste buds or curiosity at best. They weren't worth the effort. With the formidable presence of the Demon Essence Race looming, all efforts had to be directed toward enhancing his strength and realm. Everything else would have to wait. Once these crises were resolved, and he had some free time, perhaps then he would have the inclination to engage in such activities.    

Lin Xuan sighed inwardly. Subsequently, he made his way to the guest hall of the Vast Wave Hall. The Emperor Level senior members had all convened there. Upon Lin Xuan's arrival, they all stood and greeted him with respect.    

Upon Lin Xuan's arrival, everyone rose to pay their respects. They only returned to their seats after Lin Xuan had taken his place at the head of the room. Cang Shuiyue was already prepared. She stepped forward and presented an Emperor Level storage ring.    

"Master of the Hall," she reported, "these represent 50% of the Canglan Sect's savings."    

Lin Xuan accepted the ring and projected his divine sense into it, scanning its contents. In addition to Top Grade spirit stones, there were Emperor Level spiritual materials and minerals found only in aquatic environments. He estimated the value and found it to be approximately correct. Lin Xuan gave a slight nod and secured the Emperor Level storage ring.    

His gaze then swept over the assembly. The gathering boasted at least one peak Emperor Level Martial Cultivator from each major hall, with half of them being in the late period of their cultivation. Together, they formed what could arguably be considered the most formidable force on the entire Dongyuan Continent. They were the true rulers of the Dongyuan Continent.    

"Next, there are a few tasks that I need each of you to undertake," Lin Xuan stated gravely. "Upon completion, I will bestow generous rewards upon you. These will include the allocation of all the resources from the territories once controlled by the Devil Cloud Sect. Additionally, I will share some of the precious medicinal pills, secret techniques, and martial arts cultivation methods under my command."    

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