Martial Peak

Chapter 948, Recognizing Ancestors And Returning To One’s Homeland

Inside the former site of War Spirit Temple, the various cultivators from the Great Han Dynasty began settling in and after ten days of discussion, each force had its own place.

War Spirit Temple originally had several thousand disciples, so even though there were many cultivators from the Great Han Dynasty, it was not a problem to fit them all in.

With new homes in a new environment, everyone felt a sense of prosperity.

Yang Kai summoned the leaders of the various forces and warned them about several things, especially the passage to the Starry Sky gate inside Shattering Mystical Palace, making sure none of them allowed their people to enter it at will.

That was a place where even if Saints went in, they were almost guaranteed to die, let alone this group of people from the Great Han Dynasty.

“This world is very different from the Great Han Dynasty, here you cannot act the same as before. All of you must regard one another as one whole family. Although you may need years, or even tens of years to fully integrate into this world, and the road ahead will be challenging, the room for development here is also far greater compared to the other side,” Yang Kai said as he looked out across the crowd.

The leaders of the various forces all nodded. Since they were willing to follow Yang Kai here, they were naturally prepared for all this.

If they wanted to develop and thrive here, they would need to put aside their differences and band together, abandoning their previous Sect and Family identities to become one cohesive force.

There was no need for Yang Kai to mention such matters, this was something they all understood.

Fortunately, at present, the leaders of each force basically came from the younger generation, so their mindsets were more flexible.

The Holy Land sent over a large number of cultivation materials and evenly distributed them to everyone here, so the Great Han Dynasty cultivators had no need to worry about securing resources and could instead focus on improving their own cultivation realms.

The Holy Land could now easily collect this amount of cultivation materials as the five Grandmasters and Xia Ning Chang were constantly receiving requests for Alchemy services. With the storm of the Mysterious Small Worlds dying down, the number of people coming to the Holy Land for pills was gradually increasing again.

The Holy Land’s daily income was now enough to support ten Holy Lands, so naturally there was no issue supplying resources to the Great Han cultivators.

During these ten days, Xia Ning Chang had also come over and stayed awhile, spending time greeting everyone from High Heaven Pavilion, but because there were so many people requesting Alchemy services from the Holy Land, after a few days she had to return.

Another ten days passed by and everything had finally settled down.

In a corner of the former War Spirit Temple grounds, Yang Kai came across Ling Tai Xu standing atop of mountain peak, quietly gazing out across the world, and called out, “Grand Master!”

Ling Tai Xu looked back and nodded with a smile, “Have you grow tired after all these days of hard work?”

“Not at all,” Yang Kai smiled, “It was my greatest wish since I first came to this world to bring my family and friends here.”

Ling Tai Xu revealed a look of approval as he nodded, “This time, you have splendidly dealt with all possible issues, I believe everyone who has come here is deeply thankful to you.”

gently inhaled, revealing a worried look, “The only thing I worry about now is if there will be any contradictions in

just laughed, “There will definitely be contradiction; after all, the people who came here come from far too many forces, but you don’t have to worry about that, no one here is unreasonable, so even if contradictions arise, they will be able to find solutions on their

so,” Yang Kai

do, the rest would be up to the efforts

here… Ling Tai Xu suddenly changed the subject, “Is it true that the Ancestral Founder for my High Heaven Pavilion is

nodded sincerely, “It’s absolutely true. When disciple first came to this world, I received much care from the Ancestral Founder as well as my Martial Uncles and

about the relationship between High Heaven Pavilion and Soaring Heaven Sect. At that time, the Ling Tai Xu was very interested and excited; now that he was suddenly bringing it up again, it

is still alive…” Ling Tai Xu’s face showed a fascinated look, “His strength is

the highest level in this world!” Yang Kai quickly

took a deep breath, “I wish to greet

Sect Master of High Heaven Pavilion, but compared with Chu Ling Xiao, he was still several generations lower. Now that Ling

you,” Yang Kai said

things to attend to, just find someone who knows the way there and

let someone else take Grand Master there, it will be at least a four-month round trip,

Xu’s brow rose, “Do you have the means to

chuckled, thinking

now the Sect Master of High Heaven Pavilion. Coming with me to meet Ancestral

Divine Sense to search for

incense stick worth of time later, Su Mu rushed over, “Brother-in-law, Former Sect Master, why did

Kai grinned and summoned the Flying Heavens Shuttle, leaping aboard before beckoning

Shuttle immediately transformed into a

speed of the Flying Heavens Shuttle, Ling Tai Xu and Su Mu

Mu exclaimed, “Brother-in-law, what is this artifact? Isn’t its

Sense into the surroundings, he was unable to capture the flow of scenery around him, which meant that the Flying Heavens Shuttle could fly at least several times faster than he could expand

a flight type

ever wanted to visit Nine Heavens Holy Land in the future, I’m

Kai’s face went

give up such wishful thinking, I’m

is the only one,”

rare the Flying Heavens Shuttle was, “Brother-in-law, you being able to obtain a unique treasure like this is really the

Chu Ling Xiao and

couldn’t help looking forward to this

Yang Kai took advantage of this opportunity to teach some knowledge about Tong Xuan

arrived at

rushed directly into

the mountain cave though, a tender shout reached his ears, “Little