Just as the grand pilgrimage was about to begin, Bai Qingqing led the four little ones over.
Her intention was to keep a low profile.
After all, she was just a cultivation failure without any spiritual roots.
If people knew that the young lady of the Star Moon Sect had no spiritual roots, wouldn't they laugh themselves to death?
At that time, it would tarnish the reputation of "the number one sect in the Southern Wilderness Continent" that the patriarch and several hall masters had painstakingly built.
That would be her fault.
But she forgot that after Wukong pulled out the dragon's tendons, she, as its master, had already become "famous".
Especially, there was the lightning strike that struck the dragon, which she was unaware of. (Let me digress for a moment; writing this, I suddenly thought of lightning striking a green dragon—like smashing a cucumber.)
Most of the forces in the Southern Wilderness Continent were forced to come because the Star Moon Sect suddenly had several half-step immortal realm experts.
Upon arrival, they discovered that an even more powerful supreme immortal was in charge.
They're all incredibly well-behaved right now.
They all sat upright and solemnly.
Bai Qingqing entered at this moment.
Of the four little ones beside him, only Tian Susu is in human form, Wukong and the White Dragon Horse are in their original forms, and the Bull Demon King is in a semi-transformed form.
This combination is also quite eye-catching.
After all, although the people in the square were of all different appearances, none of them came out with four spirit pets at once.
In particular, they had a deep memory of Wukong and the Bull Demon King's display of power.
Everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to Bai Qingqing.
Then, he was so overwhelmed by the unintentional aura emanating from Bai Qingqing that he couldn't lift his head.
I was terrified.
Truly, truly above the immortals...
When the dragon was struck by lightning before, some of them wondered if it was a coincidence.
Now there's no need to doubt it.
Those who can come here are mostly powerful figures from various regions.
The higher one's cultivation level, the clearer one can perceive that Bai Qingqing's every move is accompanied by three thousand Heavenly Dao Laws.
What incredible luck did the Star Moon Sect have to have such a supreme expert overseeing it?
Although this appearance was unexpected for Bai Qingqing, fortunately, she had experienced big events on Blue Star.
So she only paused for a moment, without showing any stage fright.
He walked calmly and composedly to Bai Wenyuan's side and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Ancestor, I'm late."
"Not too late, not too late, just right." Bai Wenyuan smiled so broadly that his eyes disappeared.
"Then please continue, I'll go sit down first." After saying hello, Bai Qingqing led the four little ones to sit down next to Yuexi.
He chatted intimately with Yuexi.
On the high platform, Bai Wenyuan did not say much.
Because the facts speak for themselves.
Half-step immortals, a rare sight even in the Southern Wilderness Continent, are as common as gold in the Star Moon Sect, appearing in handfuls at a time.
Moreover, the Yun family of Zhongzhou also swore an oath to join the Star Moon Sect at this pilgrimage ceremony.
Furthermore, there is a celestial being like Bai Qingqing presiding over the matter.
Everyone who came to worship knew what to do next.
Show goodwill, lick, and ideally join in.
Unfortunately, the Star Moon Sect now has a very high entry threshold, and it is no longer easy to join.
Even if you're just an appendage, you still have to follow seniority.
Many people regret it.
When the Star Moon Sect announced the "tribute" ceremony, they clearly gave them a month. Why didn't they make the time?
They should have sent someone to secretly investigate back then.
If they had known that the Star Moon Sect had an immortal overseeing it, they would have been willing to be mere disciples doing menial tasks like tending the fire and chopping wood.
Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.
Bai Qingqing felt that since she had made such a high-profile appearance in front of others, shouldn't she also show off her skills to make a statement?
Otherwise, if everyone inquired privately, they would know that she was a useless person without spiritual roots.
Will this affect the reputation of the Star Moon Sect?
So why not practice a top-grade spiritual weapon in public and demonstrate your abilities?
Let's do it!
Bai Qingqing walked to Bai Wenyuan's side and said, "Ancestor, today is the grand gathering of the Star Moon Sect, and I also have a gift to present to add to the festivities."
Bai Wenyuan hadn't expected this surprise, and upon hearing it, he hurriedly asked, "What has Qingqing prepared?"
“I’ve noticed that most of our Star Moon Sect disciples use swords, so I’m planning to forge a sword mound.” Bai Qingqing said, pulling the Hundred Refinement Furnace out of the system space.
The moment the Hundred Refinement Furnace appeared, it exuded an overwhelming pressure.
The guests present were all overwhelmed and could hardly breathe.
Fortunately, Bai Qingqing quickly touched the Hundred Refinement Furnace with her slender hand, and the oppressive aura completely subsided.
Then, everyone saw Bai Qingqing throw piles of high-grade spirit stones into the Hundred Refinement Furnace, along with various precious minerals.
Then, Bai Qingqing simply called out "Ning"!
A sword mound was thus formed.
The newly formed sword mound was small, held in Bai Qingqing's palm, but the aura it exuded was terrifying.
"Ancestor, this is the Sword Tomb. Where do you think would be a suitable place to put it?" Bai Qingqing asked.
Bai Wenyuan swallowed hard.
There are hundreds of top-grade spirit swords, including ten super-top-grade spirit swords.
Oh my god...
Qingqing, this is really a generous gesture!
"Where do you think it should be placed?" Bai Wenyuan asked, his breathing rapid and his voice trembling.
“I remember there’s a small valley in our sect. I think it’s a nice place, very quiet and secluded,” Bai Qingqing said after thinking for a moment.
“Okay, then leave it there.” Bai Wenyuan nodded.
"Okay, let's all go together." Bai Qingqing said, and took the lead in walking towards the small valley.
Everyone followed behind with envy.
Those are top-grade spiritual artifacts! There are hundreds or even thousands of top-grade spiritual swords!
You just casually took it out like that?
The small valley wasn't far away, and we arrived quickly.
Bai Qingqing threw the sword mound in her hand into the middle of the valley.
With a loud rumble, a vast sword mound appeared before everyone's eyes, almost covering the entire small valley.
The entire Sword Tomb has only one entrance, which is composed of a seven-colored halo.
Next to the entrance is a canopy.
It's the same kind of backdrop used for the live broadcast of "Winner Takes All".
The person entering the Sword Tomb to retrieve the sword can be broadcast live.
"Any disciple within our sect who has rendered meritorious service, possesses upright character, and is loyal to our sect may enter to comprehend this teaching," Bai Qingqing said.
"However, whether or not one can successfully gain the favor of one of the spirit swords depends on their own opportunities and fortune." After a pause, Bai Qingqing added.
"Sect Master Bai, when will the Star Moon Sect open its gates to accept disciples?" someone below couldn't help but ask.
“The Star Moon Sect has a long history of accepting disciples every five years. According to the schedule, it should be next autumn,” Bai Wenyuan said.
"Next autumn..." Everyone pondered these words, feeling a little anxious.
There's still a year to go.
"However, due to the matters concerning the pilgrimage ceremony, our sect has decided to open its gates to accept disciples ahead of schedule, with the date set for two months from now. If any of you are interested, you are welcome to participate in our sect's test and selection process. Anyone who meets the requirements can join our sect and start as an outer disciple," Bai Wenyuan cleared his throat and said.
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