When Feng Teng Daoren saw Li Sisui nod in agreement to his request without hesitation, he immediately burst into tears. All the grievances and misunderstandings he had suffered before vanished at this moment. It was all worth it. With his master above, let's see how the Yanyue Sect will rise to the top in one step!

After Li Sisui nodded in agreement, he was surprised that Feng Teng Daoren was so excited. After all, he was the leader of a sect. How could he be so emotional? He had only agreed to be a nominal disciple of the Yanyue Sect. If he wanted to join another sect in the future, he would do so in a heartbeat. He had made all of this very clear long ago. He did not expect that the old man in front of him would still be so excited. Li Sisui was puzzled, but he also unconsciously felt a little closer to him.

It wasn't until much later that Daoist Feng Teng calmed down. He wiped his reddened eyes and chuckled awkwardly.

"I have lost my composure and made a fool of myself in front of you, young friend..."

"The sect leader is also a man of deep feelings. I imagine that all the fellow disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect are like brothers and have a deep bond!"

Feng Teng Daoist quickly waved his hand, looking regretful, and said:

"Young friend, you flatter me. To be honest, if it weren't for your divine intervention, the Hidden Moon Sect would probably have disbanded long ago. Anyway, I still have to thank you for your trust. After all, we've only met twice. You agreed to my unreasonable request so readily. I admire you!"

Feng Teng Daoren's words were deeply moving, and although they were few, Li Sisui could feel the sincerity in them. He solemnly said:

"Since the sect leader is so straightforward, I won't beat around the bush either. To be honest, I do need a place to stay when I first arrive at Sage Hill, so the sect leader doesn't need to worry about it too much!"

Having said all that, everyone understood without saying a word. Feng Teng Daoren coughed a few times and chuckled:

"Young friend, you've just arrived at Sage Hill and need time to adjust. I won't disturb you any longer. When you have some free time, please allow me to introduce you to the disciples of our sect. We'll all be fellow disciples in the future, so it's good to get to know each other a little. What do you say?"

Unable to refuse the Taoist Fengteng's earnest invitation, Li Sisui could only nod in agreement. Upon seeing this, the latter couldn't help but laugh at himself:

"After all, young friend is the first new disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect in nearly a hundred years, so it should be done in a grand and ceremonial way. However, you don't need to worry about these things. I will take care of everything myself. What do you think?"

"Uh... alright, I'll inform the sect leader after I've rested, and then the sect leader can make further arrangements, is that alright?"

"Very well then, young friend, please rest. I will not disturb you any longer. Farewell!"

After waiting for seven days outside the secret chamber, Feng Teng Daoren finally got his wish. After bidding farewell to Li Sisui, he walked with an arrogant gait, his chest held so straight for the first time. The surrounding disciples were also seeing their sect leader in such a state for the first time, and they were curious. Before long, Feng Teng Daoren notified all the disciples in the sect to gather in the main hall, as there was an important announcement to make.

Seeing the sect leader's expression, and realizing that something good was about to happen, the disciples rushed towards the main hall without waiting for a word. In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, all the disciples in the sect had assembled. Such speed was rare in the Hidden Moon Sect. Of course, the main reason was not because of an enthusiastic response, but because the Hidden Moon Sect had recently transferred many talented people and there were not many disciples left. With fewer people, it was natural to assemble quickly...

Looking at the throng of people below, Daoist Fengteng smiled and said with surging emotions:

"Everyone, the person prophesied by our master has been confirmed by our sect. This person has now agreed to become a disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect!"

ah?

Everyone was dumbfounded. In just a few days, not only had the person who made the prophecy been confirmed, but they had also agreed so readily. The sect was on the verge of collapse; was this person stupid or blind? One of the disciples couldn't help but worry:

"Sect Master, these two were wanted criminals a hundred years ago. Although the warrants have been lifted, if the Flying Flower Sect or the Heavenly Gate Sect finds out about their appearance, we might get ourselves into trouble. Sect Master, please think it over. Perhaps it's more of a coincidence than a prophecy..."

The disciples nodded in agreement. Such concerns were indeed valid. Back then, Leng Rushuang was a sight to behold in her red dress. Who didn't recognize her? Coupled with the widely circulated wanted poster and the irresistible bounty, it had stirred up countless people. Even now, a century later, whenever this matter is mentioned, everyone is filled with amazement, regret, and longing for it!

Clearly, many cultivators in the past thought they could take this opportunity to rise to the top in one step. They all regretted missing such a good opportunity. Now, if the news of their return is released, it will probably inevitably set off another massive wave of manhunts. If the Flying Flower Sect or the Heavenly Gate Sect adds fuel to the fire, the consequences will be unimaginable!

After a moment's thought, everyone understood the implications and cast uneasy glances at the spirited Feng Teng Daoist on the stage. He surveyed the crowd and calmly said:

"This is the second important matter that our sect will announce. Since you all understand the implications, you must keep your mouths shut and pray that no one knows about the return of these two!"

When the disciples below the stage saw that Daoist Fengteng was so resolute, they immediately erupted in a clamor of opposition. The main hall of the Hidden Moon Sect had not been as lively as it was today in many years.

"This...the truth can't be hidden forever. Are we going to keep these two hidden within the sect forever?"

"There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. It's only a matter of time before they get out. Besides, if what our master predicted is true, hiding within the sect probably won't be enough to fulfill the prophecy."

"Sect Master, please reconsider!"

...

The crowd erupted in a flurry of voices, as if on pins and needles, as if facing imminent disaster. Only the Wind Vine Daoist on the platform remained calm and composed, displaying an inexplicable confidence. Despite the clamor, he stood unmoved, and only after the commotion subsided did he slowly and deliberately begin to speak:

"Your concerns are reasonable and well-founded, and they are likely to come true. However, the reason why our sect is so certain is not entirely based on Master's prophecy, but after careful consideration. Think about it, with Leng Rushuang's talent, after a hundred years of cultivation, what level has she reached now? Who can imagine?"

Let's not even mention Leng Rushuang. Think about it carefully, everyone. How strong was the Tianmen Sect a hundred years ago? The number one sect on Fugu Mountain! And how strong was the Feihua Sect? You all know perfectly well. With the combined power of such two enormous sects, they didn't even manage to touch a hair on these two's heads. Isn't that enough to explain the situation?

The crowd exchanged glances, their eyes darting around. Clearly, Feng Teng Daoren's words made some sense. While the opponents were indeed powerful, these two were obviously no pushovers either. Leng Rushuang's reputation was well-known, but Feng Teng Daoren's words also suggested that the nameless guide was hiding his true abilities.

Seeing the crowd, who had been making a racket, fall silent, Feng Teng Daoren's face lit up, and he continued in a loud voice:

"To take another step back, putting aside these two, don't you understand the current situation of the sect?"

What other way out do we have?

There's already a sheer cliff behind us, there's nowhere to retreat. Do you all want to wag your tails and beg for mercy from the Feihua and Zhenwu sects that ride on our heads?

Or do you want to spend the rest of your life in an obscure, unknown sect?

this……

The disciples below the stage fell into complete silence, a long, drawn-out silence...

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