Chapter 1900
Chapter 1900
Chen Xuan and the others exchanged glances, understanding dawning on them—these guiding boys were probably puppets, just like the girl who had sent the message before.
Yesterday, the little girl had already reached the second-level Celestial Immortal realm, so it's likely that the cultivation levels of these Daoist disciples are not low either. This shows how much importance the sect attaches to this grand ceremony.
Following the main group, the group quickly landed on the square in front of the sect leader's main hall.
The plaza was paved with blue sky stones, each stone slab faintly engraved with void Dao patterns. Stepping on them, one could feel faint spatial fluctuations and even smell a faint sense of danger. It seemed that these Dao patterns were not only decorations but also part of a terrifying array that could be activated instantly in the event of an invasion.
According to the rules, this ceremony was mainly for new disciples, so the older disciples consciously stayed at the edge of the square, either standing or sitting, but their eyes were all on the center of the square.
Chen Xuan, Qiu Zixian, Shang Yu, Bai Lingfei, and fourteen other newly recruited core disciples, including Yu'er, made up a total of eighteen people. They stood at the very front of the square, becoming the focus of the entire event.
Shang Yu appeared composed. Originally from a native tribe of the Qingye Realm, many of the senior disciples around her were her clansmen. She smiled and waved, occasionally nodding to familiar faces, showing no restraint. Chen Xuan and the others, however, were quite different.
— Especially Qiu Zixian, Yu'er, Zhanxin, Piaoxue, and Lin Yuyao, whose beauty was unparalleled and whose temperament was outstanding, attracted countless eyes as soon as they stood still, some amazed, some curious, and some inquisitive.
Just as everyone was whispering among themselves, Xu Kong Wen Dao, Gui Jian, and Cang Yue stepped into the square.
As soon as they appeared, a message spread like wildfire across the square – the fact that Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian had swept aside three of their personal disciples with a single move during their assessment yesterday could no longer be kept secret.
It should be noted that after yesterday's assessment, the three people from Void Asking felt ashamed and naturally wouldn't spread the news; although Huang Daoji and the others knew the inside story, they only mentioned it in a small circle.
Today, Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian stood in the center of the square as his personal disciples. Combined with yesterday's assessment, anyone could guess what was going on. The news spread like wildfire, and soon everyone knew.
Those older disciples who had previously harbored hostility towards Chen Xuan because of the appearance of Qiu Zixian and other women immediately put aside their thoughts after learning that he had entered the sect with a domineering attitude of "sweeping away his personal disciples in one move"—to be able to crush a personal disciple at the Void Reversal Realm, such talent meant that his future achievements were limitless, and no one was willing to offend a powerful expert with unlimited potential for the sake of momentary jealousy.
Although the whispers at the edge of the square were low, they did not escape the ears of the three people who asked questions in the void.
Their faces darkened, their hearts filled with resentment—who could have imagined that they would become the stepping stones for a new disciple's rise to fame?
Despite their resentment, after personally experiencing Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian's methods yesterday, none of them dared to harbor any thoughts of revenge.
The first to put aside his grudges was the one who asked the Void Question.
He took a deep breath, stepped forward to Chen Xuan, cupped his hands and took the initiative to talk. This was a gesture of goodwill, a way of showing respect – admitting one's inferiority is always better than putting on a brave face.
Seeing this, Chen Xuan smiled and nodded in response.
Qiu Zixian nodded in agreement, her tone calm and without a trace of arrogance.
Afterwards, Gui Jian and Cang Yue also came over and exchanged a few polite words, which resolved the awkwardness of yesterday.
Just as the atmosphere was gradually easing, a strange ripple suddenly appeared in the distant void, spreading out in layers like water ripples.
Everyone instinctively turned their heads to look, and saw a white flower of absolute sorrow slowly blooming in the void—its petals were layered upon layered, shimmering with a pure white spiritual light, and each petal was engraved with tiny Dao patterns, breathtakingly beautiful.
Before everyone could get their fill of looking, the Desolate Flower suddenly shattered with a "bang," and countless petals scattered like a fine rain.
Amidst the endless rain of petals, a pale white figure slowly descended—a stunningly beautiful young woman, dressed in a simple white dress embroidered with delicate, tragic floral patterns on the hem, and bearing a pale golden nine-petaled flower mark between her brows.
Although her appearance was not as devastating as Qiu Zixian's, nor as naturally noble and radiant as Lin Yuyao's, she possessed a unique charm. Her eyes and brows carried a friendly smile that made her unforgettable at first glance.
When Gui Jian and Cang Yue saw her, their eyes lit up with joy, and they couldn't help but whisper, "It's Senior Sister Qian Jue! She's actually come out of seclusion!"
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