It was better than Lu Changsheng had expected. The Hundred Flowers Sect was a martial sect, but it had Immortal Dao cultivators as well. Though the highest was only a Nascent Soul, it was still on par with a Martial Saint.

With cultivators like that, there was no need to worry about alchemy, formations, and artifact refinement.

The sect also held a large spirit stone mine, and a spirit stone vein ran directly beneath the mountain gate. The foundations were extraordinary, exactly what one would expect a true Heavenly Saint to leave behind, and a measure of how glorious the sect had once been.

Glorious or not, it had fallen. What the Hundred Flowers Sect amounted to now was a child sitting on a mountain of treasure with more eyes...