ED note: It seems our translator ate a couple words on chapter 64, the Sect Head Zheng Yuandong does not take Bai Xiaochun as a disciple, but instead takes him as a disciple on behalf of his own deceased master. We apologise for the mistake.
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Chapter 67 - Senior Brother, Where is Our Master?
The Spirit River Sect had eight mountains; four on the North Bank, three on the South, and one in the center… the pivotal mountain, in the heart of which was the sect’s backbone.
It was the place where the council of elders, led by the Sect Head Zheng Yuandong, usually handled the sect matters.
At this moment, the chimes of the bells were echoing as the council of the North and South Bank’s mountains gathered in the great hall, with the Sect Head in the middle.
Soon after, Li Qinghou and Ou Yangjie brought Bai Xiaochun outside the hall and had him wait there while they both entered inside.
Outside the hall, positioned on both sides were four disciples on guard duty, staring at Bai Xiaochun with curiosity.
Bai Xiaochun looked back and smiled. It was his first time here, so he decided to look around. The Qi was rich, and the plants were beautiful. It was heavenly, isolated from the noise of the mundane… Not something the Scented Cloud Mountain could compete with in terms of tranquility.
This was an important place for the sect. Other visiting disciples would tread with extreme caution, but Bai Xiaochun felt no pressure at all, looking around nonchalantly.
This calmness naturally surprised the four disciples. It was not unexpected for the four to think that only a person of great stature can remain calm in such circumstances, it’d be unusual for common people.
In truth, although Bai Xiaochun was afraid of death, with the great service he had done for the sect, it would be impossible for him to die here. So without any fear, he held his head high in expectation of the rewards he would receive.
“With my contribution… At the very least, the reward wouldn’t be any less than something like a hundred year life extending pill? One million contribution points, the best cave they have, perhaps. Naturally, a promotion into an inner sect disciple as well. Heh.” Bai Xiaochun got more and more excited as he waited, without anyone summoning him in the great hall.
Surprised, Bai Xiaochun continued waiting. A long while later, just when he was about to groan with impatience, a helpless voice came out from the palace.
“Bai Xiaochun, come inside.”
Sobering up, Bai Xiaochun took in a deep breath, trying his best to put on the appearance of someone who would jump in boiling water and walk through fire for the sect. His entered with big strides and immediately cupped his fist in respect.
“Bai Xiaochun of the Scented Cloud Mountain, honoured to meet the council composed of my predecessors.”
After paying his respects, Bai Xiaochun lifted his head and saw an old man standing out in the middle, draped in a white robes. His cultivation unfathomable.
Surrounding him were eight people, six males and two females. Li Qinghou and Ou Yangjie included. Those present were eyeing Bai Xiaochun up, obviously surprised that he was alive.
As for what he was wearing, upon taking a closer look, naturally, they could tell that the holes and tears on the clothes were not done by him intentionally, but were really a result from a battle’s aftermath.
Bai Xiaochun’s looked clean and innocent, he was very obedient, not in the slightest bit haughty or humble. Just calm.
This scene, although it looked normal and only contributed to the already great image of Bai Xiaochun, still made caused others to feel somewhat strange.
“Bai Xiaochun, tell us in detail your tale and your involvement with the Fallen Chen Clan, from beginning to end.” Li Qinghou looked at Bai Xiaochun and gently spoke.
Bai Xiaochun calmly retold the story to the elders from beginning to end, everything except for the elder in black robes. That was his personal secret.
Other than that, he also spoke of Feng Yan’s sacrifice as well as the perils of the journey. He presented the story craftily, emphasizing not on his own deeds but on Feng Yan, Du Lingfei, and Hou Yunfei’s instead.
“I am to blame, Senior Brother Feng died to save me, it was my fault.”
The more he acted that way, the higher the council regarded him. These men were, however, extremely experienced cultivators. From the clothes he wore, they could tell the subtle cunningness in Bai Xiaochun’s character, but they didn’t really mind it.
“You were completely healed upon waking?” The Sect Head smiled, without caring much for Bai Xiaochun’s explanation - everyone had their own secrets, after all. The sect sought a sense of belonging, not total control. Otherwise, discord would arise.
“Bai Xiaochun, the rewards for your deeds were given out a few months ago. You are now our sect’s... Honourable Discipl