Chapter 371: Chapter 202: Destroying Iron Sword Sect_2
Translator: 549690339
Ding Xihua couldn’t help but nod in satisfaction upon hearing this, “Not bad, We made nearly 80,000 silver tales. By now, there should be close to a million silver tales in the public account, right?”
The accountant said, “It has already exceeded one million silver tales. As of now, there are 1,039,921 silver tales in the public account.”
“Good, we have surplus year after year. This is a good omen.”
Ding Xihua put down the iron sphere in his hand, sat up, and waved to the accountant, “You’ve done a good job with the accounts. Go and collect ten silver tales from the public account as a reward for your annual service. You may leave.”
Upon hearing this, the accountant showed a delighted expression on his face, repeatedly thanking Sect Leader Ding, “Thank you, Sect Leader. Thank you, Sect Leader.”
Then he walked away to collect his money.
Watching the accountant’s retreating figure, Ding Xihua couldn’t help but smile with a sense of accomplishment in his heart.
It has been twelve years since he teamed up with many elders in the sect and purged his deceased predecessor Mo Baichuan’s disciples, becoming the new Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect.
At that time, the Iron Sword Sect was struggling to survive.
During the internal conflict, the supreme Mental Technique of Replenishing Qi Heart Sutra, which had always been held by the Sect Leader Mo Baichuan, was somehow lost.
Although the side sects cultivated the supreme Sword Technique of the Iron Sword, which was only first-rate in terms of moves, without the Replenishing Qi Heart Sutra, it couldn’t be considered a complete first-rate martial arts skill.
So at that time, due to the lack of a first-rate Mental Technique, although these side sects successfully usurped power, they couldn’t produce a first-rate expert to represent the sect.
This weak appearance naturally attracted the covetous eyes of many outsiders.
If it hadn’t been for Ding Xihua and his side sects inviting a first-rate elder from Liuyang Sect to sit in charge of their sect by offering a generous reward, they would have lost even their current foundation to outsiders.
Fortunately, after overcoming the initial difficulties, they were able to locate the treasure trove within the sect through the investigation of Mo Baichuan’s disciples and the sect’s ancient books.
The treasure trove contained the lost Replenishing Qi Heart Sutra and some Divine Blood Elixirs.
Having acquired these, Ding Xihua finally managed to break through to the first-rate level and secure his position as the current Sect Leader.
Now, more than a decade has passed, and the wounds from the past internal strife have long been healed.
Even in the wider Jianghu world, people have long forgotten Mo Baichuan’s name.
Now, in the Martial arts world, there is only one “Iron Sword” title, and that belongs to Ding Xihua.”
He is the legitimate Iron Sword Sect Leader, and the so-called rebellion to seize power has long become a past memory as time went by.
Under Ding Xihua’s leadership, the Iron Sword Sect has regained its reputation.
With the growth and replenishment of new disciples, the sect’s large force of thousands of disciples has been restored.
The sect’s various businesses and sources of income have been growing over the years.
By now, not only has the public silver account recovered to the amount it was before the internal strife, but it has also increased substantially.
And all of this was accomplished in just twelve years.
“Back then, when the sect’s funds were dwindling, Mo Baichuan kept blaming it on our corruption, and he planned to suppress our side sects in an attempt to regain control.
But now that we are in power, according to his logic, the situation should have gotten worse.
However, the fact is that under my leadership, the sect has become more prosperous and flourishing.
There’s simply no issue of funding shortages.”
Standing in the spacious Sect Leader’s Hall, Ding Xihua touched his sect leader seat with a hint of intoxicated mockery on his face, “It was clearly Mo Baichuan’s incompetence. He was only focused on martial arts cultivation and didn’t know how to manage the sect’s business, which led to the decline of the sect.
Now that we have rectified the situation, the sect has regained its prosperity, and I am the one responsible for this revival.
In the future, when I meet the sect’s past leaders under the nine springs, I will enumerate Mo Baichuan’s crimes to show how he was unworthy to face our ancestors.”
Even after Mo Baichuan’s death, Ding Xihua’s hatred toward him remained deeply ingrained in his bones.
However, when he mentioned his own accomplishments, he forgot one thing.
That is, the prosperity of the sect was due to the exploitation of the disciples from Mo Baichuan’s Sect Leader lineage, seizing their property and businesses.
It was only after they divided the properties and businesses of Mo Baichuan’s lineage that the sect had a new source of funding and was able to achieve prosperity.
However, on the other hand,
What they did to Mo Baichuan’s lineage was precisely what Mo Baichuan had planned to do to their side sects.
As long as either the main branch or the side branches were eliminated, a new cake would naturally be provided for the sect to enjoy.
And the revival would naturally follow.
However, the difference lies in who died and who sacrificed.
Now that their side sects have triumphed, they might as well enjoy the prosperity of this revival in peace.
With his eyes slightly closed, Ding Xihua spread his hands out in front of him as if he was embracing something.
This was the habit he developed after becoming the Sect Leader.
Because it made him feel as if he was embracing the entire Dragon Mountain and everything in the Iron Sword Sect was in his arms.
Feeling such bliss, Ding Xihua didn’t want to open his eyes.
But just then,
A gentle breeze seemed to blow into the hall.
The wind seemed to come from the back mountain, carrying a rich floral fragrance.
This fragrance was very unique, something he had never smelled before. Were some new flowers blooming in the back mountain?