"Get up."
The serene sound echoed between heaven and earth, carrying a refreshing and uplifting spiritual energy.
The next moment, the kneeling crowd found themselves standing up without realizing it.
A frenzied worship arose in their hearts.
In this world, the strong are respected.
They only admire the strong.
Senior Leng Xian is already the strongest person under this sky.
This prevented them from feeling the slightest disrespect.
Standing beside Hua Rong was the only late-stage Nascent Soul ancestor of the Taiyi Sect. He bowed his head and respectfully asked Hua Rong, "Ancestor, may the selection begin?"
“Okay,” Hua Rong said calmly.
The old ancestor breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes, which occasionally glanced at the white mist where Hua Rong was, were full of admiration.
But when he turned to look at the sect leader, Congtu, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, his gaze became arrogant again: "Congtu, let's begin the selection."
"Yes," Tu replied respectfully.
Behind him stood a boy.
The boy was dressed in white with a purple belt around his waist. His eyes were clear and bright, innocent and pure, making him easy to like.
At this moment, the boy's gaze occasionally drifted towards Hua Rong, filled with admiration and longing.
Hua Rong chuckled; this chosen one of destiny made her feel quite good.
With a flick of her eye and a slight raise of her hand, the boy standing behind Congtu flew towards her.
The first to react was Tu: "Ancestor!"
Immediately afterwards, the others on the Immortal Stone also watched this scene in astonishment.
However, no one intervened.
Duan Long showed no fear whatsoever; instead, his eyes gleamed with joy.
Cong Xuan, standing behind Cong Tu, saw this scene and was delighted, but along with her delight came a hidden, eerie sense of pride and hatred.
In her mind, if it weren't for Duan Long, Lü Shu wouldn't have been expelled from the Taiyi Sect.
The Cold Immortal Ancestor would be better off killing Duan Long to quell her hatred!
The next moment, the white mist disappeared, and the rosy clouds in the sky reappeared: "You can choose your disciples now, and come see me again after you're done. This person's aptitude is acceptable, so don't worry."
After a moment of surprise, everyone present turned to a gleam in their eyes, especially those who saw the picture—he was Duan Longzhi's teacher.
"Judging from the picture, you have taken on a good apprentice."
The Nascent Soul Ancestor who had shown admiration for Hua Rong spoke to Cong Tu in an inexplicable tone.
He noticed nothing amiss from the map, and said respectfully and joyfully, "This is Long'er's good fortune!"
Isn't that a fortunate thing?
To receive guidance from the Cold Immortal Ancestor—the strongest person in the world—is an opportunity more precious than any treasure.
Only the beautiful Cong Xuan hung her head, her face pale.
At that moment, she harbored resentment towards Hua Rong in her heart.
In her eyes, Hua Rong was going against her and against her brother Lü Shu!
Having arrived at the wooden cabin on Mount Taiyi, Hua Rong sensed the faint threads of cause and effect in the air and a hint of irony appeared on his face.
Cong Xuan.
He's just an ant, and a traitor to the Taiyi Sect.
The people in the square naturally had no idea what had just happened; at most, they could tell that Hua Rong had left.
However, they were not disappointed, because in their understanding from childhood, the Venerable Dongxu existed anywhere in the world.
They protect the heavens, and they protect them.
When half of the disciples had been selected, several paths of light appeared between heaven and earth.
"Fellow Daoist Mingju, is Ancestor Lengxian still alive?"
The one who spoke was someone of the same level as the late-stage Nascent Soul ancestor of the Taiyi Sect who was obsessed with wealth and glory; he was Fu Shu, the number one mountain master of Jiuxian Mountain.
Mingju snorted coldly and glanced at the dozens of people who had rushed over: "Ancestor Lengxian has already arrived at his residence on Mount Taiyi to rest. You are late."
Mingju disliked Fushu the most because, like him, Fushu was an admirer of the Cold Immortal Ancestor.
Both of them had the good fortune to have met the Cold Immortal Ancestor once.
After that meeting, I was haunted by memories and could never forget it.
Fu Shu, who also appeared to be in his early twenties, showed a hint of disappointment: "I'm late."
Another mountain lord of Jiuxian Mountain, Sheng Lun, stroked his long beard and said, "Although it is a pity, the Tianwei Palace ruins will be opened soon. When the three patriarchs gather, we will naturally be able to see Patriarch Leng Xian."
Sheng Lun glanced at Ming Ju, then at Fu Shu, wondering why these two nearly two-thousand-year-old immortals would expend their spiritual energy to maintain the appearance of a young man.
Is it just for vanity?
I don't understand!
"Hmph! What's with the airs! He's just a bit more powerful."
Behind Sheng Lun, a pretty woman in pink muttered something.
She thought she was speaking softly, but what level of cultivation did the people present possess?
Mingju's face darkened, and his bright black eyes fell on Shenglun's back.
Sheng Lun's expression changed, and before she could speak, the woman behind her suddenly fell to the ground in the square, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her fair face was as pale as wax paper, devoid of any human color.
"Fellow Daoist Mingju, please forgive me. This is my useless daughter. She did not mean to offend Ancestor Lengxian!"
Sheng Yu felt angry, but even more so, she felt fear.
How could she forget that this is not the era of freedom of speech she lived in? This is a place where the strong are respected.
If what she just said gets out, even her father, who is in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, probably won't be able to protect her.
Before Mingju could speak, Fushu snorted coldly, gave Shengyu a sinister look, and then said to Shenglun, "Shenglun, keep your daughter in check, or I will make sure she dies without a burial place, even without Fellow Daoist Mingju's intervention."
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