At the summit of Dongshan, a sea of clouds surges, a scene as beautiful as a poem or a painting.
Yan Ziyan and Jiang Wanwan stood there, feeling the gentle morning breeze on their faces, and felt exceptionally relaxed.
They leaned on each other, their eyes filled with anticipation and hope for the future. Jiang Wanwan gently rested on Yan Ziyan's shoulder, savoring the tranquility and beauty of the moment.
"Wanwan, thank you!"
Yan Ziyan held Jiang Wanwan's small hand, smelling the faint floral fragrance on her body, and said with joy in his heart.
Jiang Wanwan was slightly taken aback. She looked up at the man's serious expression. His eyes sparkled with tiny starlight, as if they contained endless affection and tenderness.
She couldn't help but smile and asked softly, "What are you thanking me for?"
Yan Ziyan smiled slightly, his eyes full of laughter, and replied, "There are many! Thank you for saving my life despite the long journey! Thank you for letting me become your disciple! And thank you for accepting my affection!"
Jiang Wanwan was surprised that this young man had suddenly become so sentimental, and a feeling of being touched welled up in her heart.
She smiled gently and said, "A life-saving grace should be repaid with one's body, so you're tied to me for life now. No regrets?"
Yan Ziyan nodded without hesitation and said firmly, "I don't regret it, because it's you, so I'm happy to do it!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanwan smiled sweetly and teased, "You're so sweet-talking, what did you eat? Let me see!"
As she spoke, she reached out and tackled Yan Ziyan to the ground, reaching out to pinch his handsome face.
The moment Jiang Wanwan's fingers touched Yan Ziyan's cheek, he grabbed them. Yan Ziyan rolled over and pinned Jiang Wanwan beneath him, a wicked smile in his eyes.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Wanwan asked coquettishly, her face flushed.
Yan Ziyan leaned down and lightly pecked Jiang Wanwan's lips, whispering, "You just threw yourself into my arms. If I don't do something, wouldn't I be letting you down?"
Jiang Wanwan's face instantly turned bright red. She nudged Yan Ziyan, "Stop fooling around, it's so early in the morning..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yan Ziyan's lips covered his again, this time the kiss even more passionate. Sunlight shone on the two of them, creating a beautiful scene.
After the two had been playing and joking around for a while, Jiang Wanwan began to discuss with Yan Ziyan the disciple recruitment and enrollment for the Xiaoyao Sect that day.
She raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone filled with curiosity and anticipation as she asked, "I wonder if the two girls recommended by Mingze and Bailu will participate in this assessment?"
As she spoke, Jiang Wanwan straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, her gaze inadvertently falling on Yan Ziyan's slightly swollen lips, and a playful smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
Yan Ziyan gently touched the corner of his lips, feeling the burning sensation, and smiled indulgently before saying, "Why don't you go and see for yourself?"
His voice was deep and magnetic, as if it possessed an irresistible charm.
The square of the Xiaoyao Sect was bustling with activity and filled with lively chatter.
At first glance, the square was packed with people, a dense crowd that was dazzling to behold.
Amidst the bustling crowd, there were also numerous awnings and tables and chairs sponsored by various businesses. These awnings and tables and chairs were scattered throughout the square, providing places for people to rest and socialize.
The instructors of the Free and Unfettered Sect also got busy, setting up recruitment points in the square and actively recruiting new disciples for their mountain.
Meanwhile, student council members assisted by maintaining order and answering questions from the new students. The whole scene was tense yet orderly, with everyone busy and happy.
In one corner of the square, the spirit-testing platform was surrounded by young men and women who came to test their spiritual roots.
They formed a long queue that stretched to the end of the square, seemingly endless. Despite the large number of people, everyone was very well-behaved, and there was no chaos or argument.
"Next!"
Huang Sicong called out weakly, somewhat regretting accepting the task of helping the freshmen test their spiritual roots.
He had been standing there for most of the day. Most of the people there had the same ordinary talent as him. He had hoped to use the spiritual root test to find a few more good talents for Mo Yan.
Alas! The result was not satisfactory!
That's right. Now Mo Yan has become the peak master of Sword Peak. In the past two years, his cultivation has been as easy as drinking water. He has naturally reached the Foundation Establishment stage and will soon be undergoing the Golden Core Tribulation.
Just as his thoughts drifted away...
A mysterious woman wearing a white veil gracefully walked out from the crowd.
She was tall and slender, her long, red, ancient-style dress billowing in the wind like a burning flame, captivating all who beheld her. Every step she took exuded a unique charm and confidence, drawing everyone's attention.
She slowly stepped onto the spirit-testing platform, her movements light and graceful, fluid and natural. Just as she reached the center of the platform, suddenly, a dazzling white light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire square.
"Wow! A top-grade mutated ice spirit root!" Huang Sicong, who was in charge of the test, exclaimed in surprise.
Huang Sicong was first momentarily stunned by the woman's unique attire, then he carefully examined her. Looking into her clear, autumn-water-like eyes, a feeling of déjà vu welled up within him.
At this moment, the crowd erupted in chaos upon hearing the phrase "superior mutated ice spirit root".
This is the first person this morning to be detected to have a superior spiritual root, and it is an extremely rare mutated ice spiritual root. His talent is limitless.
"That's Sword Peak over there; the Ice Spirit Root is perfect for cultivating swordsmanship!"
Huang Sicong enthusiastically pointed to a billboard not far ahead that read "Number One Sword Under Heaven" and said.
The girl in red blinked her big eyes, realized that the simpleton in front of her didn't recognize her, so she nodded and walked away.
"There's plenty of time, no need to rush, bro!"
As soon as she stepped off the stage, a group of people surrounded her, chattering amongst themselves.
"Miss, I am a representative of Guangwei Group in City C. Would you like some sponsorship? Our company is willing to provide funds and cultivation resources to support all your expenses at the Xiaoyao Sect, to help you cultivate better. If you are interested in us, please feel free to contact us. We look forward to cooperating with you!"
"Miss, hello! I am from the Xie family of City A. Our family has always been committed to supporting all kinds of promising cultivators. Seeing how outstanding you are, we are very willing to provide you with sponsorship. Whether it is cultivation resources, technology, or connections, we can provide you with comprehensive support. We hope to establish a good cooperative relationship with you and pursue the Great Dao together!"
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Voices rose and fell from the crowd, each person trying to get her attention and express their sincerity. They came from different backgrounds, but all showed her great interest and enthusiasm.
Huang Sicong looked at the girl in red who was surrounded by a crowd and shouted, "What are you all doing?"
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