Volume 1: Turbulence on Earth Chapter 36: Merger of Sects

  Mausoleum Mountains, Donglan Mountain Peak!

  In the secret room, Ouyang Jueyu suddenly opened her eyes, with a sharp glint in them, and a slight smile on her lips, revealing an enigmatic expression.

  Finally broke through to the middle of the Tribulation Crossing. The seven-star Yuan fetus inside his body had transformed from a pale blue color to a bright blue color. Blue light swirled within the Yuan fetus, and he felt his entire body filled with boundless power!

  After arranging the Yunjian Sect and the Wanhua School, Ouyang Qiu Yu closed himself again to cultivate in seclusion. After all, even if his heart was strong, if his magical powers couldn't keep up, he would still be a paper tiger.

  It's finally smooth to break through the middle of the Tribulation, and it's time to go out and arrange the opening ceremony. Ouyang Qiu Yu revealed a calm smile, and in an instant, he left the secret room!

  In the largest natural cave within the Donglan Mountains, Ouyang Qiyu sat on the main seat inside the cave. To her right was Murong Wanqiu, while at the lower left corner were the disciples of the Yunjian Sect and at the lower right corner were the disciples of the Wanhua Sect.

  The entire cave was quiet, with many disciples waiting for Ouyang Jueyu to speak. Ouyang Jueyu's gaze swept across the room with a stern expression, and he said slowly: "Yun Jian Sect was founded by my senior apprentice Qi Ming, while Wan Hua Sect was founded by my third junior apprentice Feng Yun Yan. I now intend to merge the two sects into one school, named Bai He School. Do any of you have objections?"

  "The disciples have no objection!" The many disciples and grandchildren responded in unison!

  "Hmm... it seems that the ranking of our generation needs to be rearranged now! Ming Hong, Qing Shui, you two and the original junior disciples will be promoted to become the third-generation disciples of Baihe Sect. As for the rest of the disciples, you can arrange them yourselves!" Ouyang Jieyu said after a moment of contemplation.

  They are now lined up to two hundred or nearly three hundred generations. The difference in generation is really too big. Under the circumstances, Ouyang Qiu Yu had no choice but to greatly increase their generation, and let Ming Hong and Qing Shui arrange them. Ming Hong was originally the Grand Elder of Yun Jian Sect, Ming Hong Zhen Ren, a sixth-karma scattered immortal! And Qing Shui was originally the Grand Elder of Wan Hua Sect, Qing Shui Dao Zun, who is less than a hundred years away from passing the fifth scattering karma!

  "Yes, Patriarch!" Ming Hong Zhenren and Qing Shui Daozun bowed their heads in respect and replied.

  "Hmm... the establishment of the Lotus Sect will be set in a year's time! Lyu Yiqing, you'll be in charge of arranging for disciples to send out invitations. In short, I want the entire cultivation world to know the name of the Lotus Sect!" Ouyang Jieyu instructed. His deep eyes flashed with a hint of sharp light, this person's personality was either not doing something or doing it big, since he wanted to establish a sect, naturally he would make it one of the top sects in the cultivation world!

  "Yes, Master!" Lü Yìqīng replied excitedly. The master had entrusted him with such an important task, and he felt deeply honored!

  "Um... as for other things like setting up a temporary Taoist temple to accommodate the guests and some minor matters, you can just arrange them yourselves. If there's nothing else, then let's disperse!" Ou Yang Jiu Yu said slowly.

  The crowd respectfully responded with a sound and then retreated one after another. For a moment, the vast natural cave was left with only four people: Ouyang Jueyu, Murong Wanqiu, Ruan Huishi, and Wei Linfengzhu.

  "Master, I didn't expect Eldest Senior Brother and Third Senior Sister to be so impressive, they've actually founded their own sects!" Ruan Hui Si said with a face full of admiration.

  "Yes, Master, Eldest Brother and Third Sister are really amazing, they actually passed down such a large sect!" Wei Lin Feng Zhu also said with a face full of admiration.

  Murong Wanqiu pouted, this bad old man, it's fine that he took in a formidable apprentice, but what's infuriating is that the apprentice's descendants, who knows how many generations down the line, are all more formidable than her, this ancestor's wife, leaving her with no dignity at all. It's all because of this big scoundrel! Thinking of this, one hand quietly reached out to pinch Ouyang Qiuyu's thigh!

  "Ah———!" Ouyang Jiayu let out a strange cry and turned around to see his wife pouting with her cute little mouth, looking at him with a resentful face. He couldn't help but think that it had been a long time since he last got intimate with his wife, and judging from her expression, she must be angry because he hadn't paid attention to her for so long!

  "Hmm... Huì Sī, Fèng Zhū, Master is going to help your master's wife improve her cultivation, you two find a place to cultivate on your own!" ōu Yáng Jù Yǔ didn't wait for the two disciples' response and disappeared in an instant after picking up Mù Róng Wǎn Qiū.

  "Ah———!" Ruan Hui and Wei Lin Feng Zhu looked at each other in confusion as their master disappeared, has his cultivation improved so quickly? The two exchanged a glance, shook their heads in puzzlement, and instantly moved away to return to their secret room for secluded meditation. After all, they had also been shocked by the younger generation of disciples like Big Brother and Third Sister who were separated from them by who knows how many generations!

  In a natural cave within the Donglan Mountain peak, Ouyang Qiuyu suddenly appeared with Murong Wanqiu in her arms.

  "Wife, just now you pinched me, are you blaming me for not being intimate with you for so long?" Ou Yang Jue Yu said as his hand reached out to touch Mu Rong Wan Qiu's sensitive spots.

  "Ah, you big scoundrel, don't think about it, who can blame you for not following me on that...!" Murong Wanqiu said with a reddened face.

  "Oh———, so it wasn't that kind of meaning? Then why did you pinch me just now?" Ouyang Jueyu said, but her hands didn't stop moving. Her left hand, which was originally wrapped around Murong Wanqiu's slender waist, moved to touch Murong Wanqiu's plump and elastic buttocks. Her right hand directly pressed onto those tall and erect twin peaks!

  "Mmm... Ahhh..." Murong Wanqiu's entire body went numb as if struck by lightning, and she involuntarily let out a moan!

  "Bad husband, I'm really not... Ah... Uh... Mmm..." The words were left unspoken as only moans remained!

  But Ou Yang Jiu Yu increased the strength of her palm, rubbing, pinching, grasping, and various techniques were continuously applied. Looking at her wanting to speak, she simply leaned forward and kissed her small mouth shut!

  At this moment, passion has been ignited, and anything else is superfluous. In an instant, clothes fly off, and two glistening bodies entwine together! Up and down, back and forth - the sounds of panting and moaning form a melody that makes one's blood boil with excitement... (the next 5,000 words are omitted)

  After the passion, Murong Wanqiu leaned on Ouyang Jieyu's chest, but her small hands were pinching Ouyang Jieyu's waist without stopping, not enjoying any afterglow of passion like others!

  "Strangle you, this big bad egg, misunderstanding people's meaning, hateful!" Murong Wanqiu scolded while pinching!

  Ouyang Jiayu didn't dare to resist, fortunately his physical body was quite strong and he didn't feel much pain. He looked at his wife's adorable expression as she scolded and pinched him, and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time: "Wife, stop pinching me, it's all my fault, I misunderstood what you meant. Now tell me, why did you pinch me back then?"

  Murong Wanqiu pinched him hard again before letting go and said, "Others just see the disciples you've taken in, and the generations of disciples that have been passed down are all stronger than me. It makes me, as the ancestral matriarch, lose all dignity. Who's to blame for this?"

  "Hmm, it's all my fault. To make you a respectable ancestor, we'll have to work hard and cultivate together for this year. We must at least raise your cultivation to a higher level!" Ouyang Jiayu said with deep conviction!

  "You're thinking beautifully, I don't want to!" Murong Wanqiu said with sparkling eyes and infinite charm!

  Ouyang Jiayu exerted force around her waist, and with a flip of her body, she pressed Murong Wanqiu under her. The brother below quickly found the moist spot and gently rubbed it twice, smiling slyly: "Really don't want to?"

  Murong Wanqiu's face turned red as if blood was about to drip out, her body slightly trembling, her head slightly tilted to the right, and she said stubbornly: "Don't want it, don't want it, just don't want it!"

  Ouyang Jueyu smiled playfully and went down, her younger brother slightly sank, but just as his head was about to be completely submerged, he pulled out again! After several rounds of struggling like this, Murong Wanjia's body trembled more and more fiercely. Just when Ouyang Jueyu was about to sink in again without being able to pull out, Murong Wanjia suddenly wrapped her arms around Ouyang Jueyu's waist and lifted her hips up to meet him!

  "Ah———oh———" The two of them couldn't help but moan, Ou Yang Jiu Yu felt that his lower brother was wrapped in a warm and tight package, the feeling of being loose and tight at the same time was so great! At the same time, Ou Yang Jiu Yu's deep filling also made Mu Rong Wan Qiu's whole body numb with pleasure, no longer having that empty feeling from before! The two of them were momentarily in perfect sync, not moving a single inch, quietly savoring this boundless pleasure!

  Finally, Ou Yang Jiu Yu spoke up: "Wife, let's get started!"

  Murong Wanqiu nodded with her charming eyes, and the two adjusted their postures to begin their long dual cultivation.

  Donggang Mountain Peak, under the arrangement of Lv Yiqing and He Ruoru, ordered nearly 10,000 disciples to excavate a small mountain peak in front of Donglan Mountain Peak, and built a not-so-small Taoist temple to receive guests from all sides.

  After building and excavating this mountain peak, it is called Yuli Gate, meaning that the peak is the gate of the sect. The Taoist temple inside has more than 100 quiet rooms, a large hall, and a backyard!

  The quiet house is used to entertain the leaders of various sects, and other scattered cultivators are arranged in newly established quiet rooms at various places on the mountain peaks. To prevent chaos during the establishment ceremony, Lü Yìqīng and He Ruòrú also gathered all disciples who understand array methods and restrictions, setting up the Donglanshan peak like an iron barrel! There is only one month left before the establishment ceremony, now everything is ready, only waiting for the east wind of time!