Chapter 85: Sect Grand Assembly! CEO Versus the Old Fossil

An hour later, inside the Main Peak Hall.

The air in the hall was so cold it could be wrung into water.

On both sides stood a dense crowd of the Qingyun Sect’s most prominent figures.

Wang Xuanfu and Liu Changqing, the elders, stood at the front. Though their wounds had yet to fully heal, strange excitement gleamed on their faces.

Behind them were the deacons of each hall and promising talents of the Inner Sect.

Everyone’s gaze was locked onto two people.

One was True Lord Xuantian, seated high upon the Sect Master’s throne.

His face was dark as iron, his eyes burning with suppressed fire, ready to erupt at any moment. The pressure rolling off his body distorted the very light within the hall.

The other was Chu Feng, standing at the center of the hall.

Dressed in white, he stood tall and straight, a warm smile on his face—one that made others grit their teeth in anger.

Anyone who didn’t know better might have thought he was here to receive the Annual Contribution Award.

“Chu Feng!”

True Lord Xuantian finally spoke. His voice was cold and hard, each word forced through clenched teeth, every syllable edged with ice.

“Do you admit your crime?!”

“Old Ancestor, how could you say that?”

Chu Feng blinked innocently.

“This junior has led our sect family to work hard and prosper together, creating unprecedented value for the sect. That’s a great achievement—where’s the crime in that?”

“Still dare to quibble!”

True Lord Xuantian slammed his palm down on the armrest. The throne creaked under the force.

“You’ve used heretical techniques to beguile hearts and corrupt our sect’s atmosphere! And now you’ve launched that so-called ‘Nationwide Foundation Establishment Plan’! Such reckless haste and self-destruction—how is that different from the ways of the devil?!”

He rose abruptly, releasing the full might of a Nascent Soul Ancestor. The overwhelming pressure bore straight down upon Chu Feng.

“Today, before the entire sect, I shall execute you, the devil, on the spot to set an example!”

The people in the hall turned pale as paper, trembling under the crushing pressure.

Yet at the storm’s center, Chu Feng stood unfazed.

He didn’t even bother to look directly at True Lord Xuantian.

Instead, he turned to face the elders and disciples in the hall and raised his voice:

“Family members, I’ll ask you only one question.”

“Do you want to become stronger?”

“Do you want to… form your Foundation?!”

His voice wasn’t loud, yet it pierced through True Lord Xuantian’s oppressive aura, echoing clearly in every ear.

Silence.

A brief, deathly silence.

Then—

“Yes!”

A small voice came from a corner.

Followed by—

“Yes!!”

“Dream of it every night!!!”

The shouts erupted.

At first scattered, then joining together, until the entire hall buzzed with their unified roar!

Everyone’s eyes burned red with barely contained desire!

True Lord Xuantian’s face darkened to the point of dripping ink.

His aura could suppress their bodies, but not their hearts!

“Excellent.”

Chu Feng smiled.

He leisurely drew a thick stack of jade slips from his storage pouch.

“Old Ancestor, you accuse me of beguiling hearts. Then today, let’s not argue with words. Let’s speak with facts—with data.”

He lifted the first jade slip high, infused it with spiritual power, and its contents unfolded into a giant light screen above the hall.

On the screen was a crystal-clear chart, complete with text and images.

Title — “Ascension Group: First Quarter Financial and Operational Report.”

“Family members, please take a look!”

Chu Feng cleared his throat, carrying himself like a worldly CEO unveiling a new product.

“Since the founding of our Ascension Group, in just three months, we’ve successfully recruited over thirty thousand members—covering ninety-two percent of the sect’s total population!”

“During this period, total pill production increased by one thousand two hundred percent year-on-year! Artifact production rose by eight hundred percent!”

“We successfully acquired the Heishan Sect, transforming it into an efficient mining district! Spirit stone output has tripled! Moreover, we’ve provided complete welfare and protection for our miners—achieving zero-accident production!”

“And most importantly!”

Chu Feng’s tone deepened as a number on the screen enlarged dramatically.

“The average monthly income per group member has increased from nearly nothing to thirty lower-grade spirit stones! The breakthrough success rate among Qi Refining disciples has risen by fifty-seven percent!”

Boom!

Seeing those precise, irrefutable figures, the entire hall exploded.

Numbers like these carried more weight than any grandiose slogan!

Even True Lord Xuantian’s eye twitched as he stared at the shocking statistics.

In a hundred years of seclusion, when had the Qingyun Sect ever seen such terrifying growth?

“Old Ancestor, do you see now? This isn’t deception—this is performance!”

Chu Feng’s voice brimmed with pride.

“You say I corrupt the sect’s morals, but I’ve given everyone pills to consume, spirit stones to earn, and techniques to cultivate—isn’t that the truest path of righteousness?”

“You call the ‘Nationwide Foundation Establishment’ heretical, but we’ve applied scientific cultivation methods to minimize risk and bring hope to everyone—isn’t that the greatest merit of all?”

He paused, putting away the jade slip, and took out one last piece.

That jade slip shimmered faintly with purple light—it looked precious beyond measure.

Chu Feng’s smile faded; his expression grew solemn.

“Old Ancestor, your eyes see only the Qingyun Sect before you. But my eyes—see the entire Eastern Wasteland… and a broader world!”

He raised the jade slip high.

“This is the Ascension Group’s next five-year development plan for the sect!”

“I call it—the ‘Immortal Dao IPO Plan’!”

“Our goal isn’t just to make the Qingyun Sect the number one in the Eastern Wasteland! We’ll package the entire sect as a premium asset, break through the mortal realm, and in the true Immortal Realm, we’ll ring the gong to mark our ascension!”

“When that day comes, every one of you here will be original shareholders of a publicly listed immortal corporation! The contribution points and equity you hold will grant you infinite resources to pursue true longevity and the Great Dao!”

Chu Feng’s words echoed through the hall, every syllable pounding in their hearts, setting their blood ablaze.

Everyone was fired up, breathing heavily. The vision of ascending to the Immortal Realm and becoming mighty figures of power unfolded vividly before their eyes!

He had painted—

A pie.

A grand, unprecedented pie big enough to wrap around the world itself!

Then he turned, fixing his gaze squarely on the stunned True Lord Xuantian.

“Now, Old Ancestor.”

“Will you still use your solitary authority… to deny the future of tens of thousands of families in our sect?”

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