"Have you heard? The sect leader has emerged from seclusion."
"I already knew about this. The sect leader even subdued a demon king a few days ago!"
"Yes, and they're also hosting some kind of grand meeting today, inviting us outer disciples to attend."
"Really? Then I'll be able to see the sect leader and even absorb some immortal energy!"
After finishing her sword practice that day, Han Qingxiu went to the square where the outer disciples gathered, and there she heard a lot of news.
The most important piece of news was that the sect leader would personally preside over a grand meeting and had invited all the outer disciples to attend.
This is a big deal!
This is especially true for outer disciples.
Outer disciples rarely see even the elders, let alone the sect leader, who is the idol of most outer disciples, including Han Qingxiu.
They had heard of the sect leader's heroic deeds since they first entered the sect, and almost every disciple wanted to meet him.
This even gave rise to the custom of absorbing the immortal energy in places visited by the sect leader.
"What on earth has happened that has brought the sect leader out of seclusion?"
Han Qingxiu pondered the news for a moment after hearing it, but she didn't have any clue.
Then, Han Qingxiu thought back to the day she met Wu Er and the bet they made.
So he thought: Could it be that the sect leader really wants to take me as a disciple?
The idea was quickly dismissed by Han Qingxiu, who muttered to herself, "I'm really being delusional. How could the sect leader possibly accept disciples? And even if he did, why would he accept me?"
She considered the sect leader's emergence from seclusion and the bet with Wu Er as mere coincidences, without giving them much thought.
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"Senior Brother, everything is ready, ouch!"
Inside the Tian Shu Hall, Xiao Mingmu yawned and then rubbed his eyes.
Judging from his appearance, he's probably been working overtime late into the night again.
Seeing Xiao Mingmu's extremely pale face, Wu Er scratched his head and said, "Well, thank you for your hard work, Mingmu. I made you work overtime again because I changed the plan at the last minute."
"It's nothing!" Xiao Mingmu waved his hand. "Senior Brother, you're taking on a disciple, which is a very important matter. This little thing is nothing."
Zhang Wu, standing to the side, replied, "Indeed, I never expected that Senior Brother would actually take on a disciple."
Chen Ping took out a storage bag and said, "I've prepared a gift for our meeting."
Yan Zheng shook his head and said, "Fourth Senior Brother, what's that? I just send a cloud boat directly!"
Unlike her fellow senior brothers, Wo Ningyan muttered to herself, "Male or female? If it's a female, then let's expose her..."
What terrifying things is she saying again?
Looking at his fellow disciples' behavior, Wu Er felt that they took his apprenticeship very seriously, even changing into their newest clothes.
After catching his breath, Xiao Mingmu asked, "By the way, Senior Brother, who are you going to take as your disciple?"
"Well..." Wu Er deliberately dragged out his words, "You'll find out when the time comes!"
He said this in a deliberately mysterious way, which made his fellow disciples smile wryly.
It only includes junior brothers, not junior sisters.
Because Wo Ningyan is still struggling with the decision: if her senior brother takes on a female disciple, should she kill her or torture her?
The sun moves quickly, and before long it was noon.
And now, the conference should begin.
Han Qingxiu followed the outer sect's group into the Beidou Palace complex; this was her first time entering the complex.
Normally, outer disciples are not allowed to enter this place, but now that they are here, they find it quite novel.
The group of outer disciples looked around, sighing at everything they saw.
Some people even rubbed against a wall repeatedly, because they had heard that the sect leader had touched the wall, so they all came to absorb the immortal energy.
Because flying is not allowed in the Beidou Palace complex, this group of disciples walked to the Tian Shu Palace Square.
After the disciples entered the venue first, a group of mid-to-high-level cultivators from Pengshan Sect arrived and took their seats on the prepared side.
It can be seen that the hierarchy and status are very clearly defined in the Tian Shu Hall Square.
The outer disciples stood, while the other mid- to high-level cultivators sat down in order of seniority.
Of course, the top two seats are empty, because those are the seats for the sect leader and elders.
In the crowd, Han Qingxiu kept her head down, but she couldn't help but secretly glance upwards to see if the sect leader had arrived.
In fact, it wasn't just Han Qingxiu; the other outer disciples were the same way, all wanting to know when the sect leader would arrive.
Even the middle and senior members of Pengshan who were seated on the side were anxious, wanting to know when the sect leader would arrive, and even more so what the sect leader was going to do.
Just as the crowd in the square was getting impatient, Wu Er finally appeared with his fellow disciples.
It was a sudden change in climate and an unusual natural phenomenon.
The clouds in the sky gathered together to form a vortex, and the sunlight that was shining down also changed color for some reason, the original white light was split into seven colors.
The seven-colored light shone on the clouds, making people feel awe and excitement.
Seeing this scene, the disciples were amazed, and the higher-ups were sweating profusely.
The timing and manner of this appearance were both pre-planned to create a sense of awe and intimidation.
The clouds, tinged with seven colors, swirled for a while before dissipating.
When the clouds dissipated, everyone's gaze shifted from the sky down to the ground.
And with this movement, the object ended up sweeping onto the two highest tiers of seats.
The seats were no longer empty; they were all occupied.
Wu Er, whose face was obscured by clouds, sat at the highest point, while his fellow disciples sat slightly shorter than him.
When the sect leader suddenly appeared, the air around them instantly became quiet, and everyone stopped what they were doing.
This silence lasted for a short while, then I heard:
"Greetings, Sect Leader."
I don't know which clever guy shouted it.
After this sound rang out, the others reacted and bowed, shouting:
"Greetings, Sect Leader! Greetings, Sect Leader! Greetings, Sect Leader!"
The crowd shouted three times in a row, each time louder than the last, like surging waves, one higher than the next.
After shouting three times, Wu Er, who was sitting at the highest point, also took a serious look, which was rare for him.
Wu Er sat in his chair and waved slightly to the crowd below. A gentle aura swept over them, calming their restless hearts.
Then Wu Er said in a dignified voice, "You've all worked hard."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the room involuntarily lowered their heads and said in unison, "Sect Leader, you've worked hard!"
"Um."
Wu Er responded, but his expression was obscured by the mist.
All that could be heard was that aloof voice saying:
"Let's begin."
As these three words were slowly uttered, everyone present tensed up.
At this moment, Wu Er stood up and said, "First, I want to take on a disciple."
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