Joining the Xuantian Sect

Not long after Leng Youmeng and the others left, several figures stepped out of the air and arrived.

The person leading them looked down, frowning slightly.

He was certain that the soaring golden light had definitely originated from this spot.

But now, apart from a massive deep pit, there was nothing else on the ground.

He sighed, saying, "It seems we arrived a step too late."

Donghuang Province, Great Thousand Domain, Xuantian Sect.

Ziqing Peak.

A woman was practicing her sword dance outside a pavilion.

The woman wore a flowing, elegant, purple and pink ancient-style dress, seemingly cut from the clouds and sunset of the horizon, swaying gently in the breeze.

Her features were delicate, and her bright eyes were full of affection, like a deep, tranquil pool concealing countless emotions.

This person was the Senior Sister of Ziqing Peak, Qin Shuhan.

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Qin Shuhan

Standing beside her was a mischievous Little Girl, who was none other than the Second Senior Sister of Ziqing Peak, Shen Nianchu.

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Shen Nianchu

She had an oval face full of collagen, and although petite, she was well-endowed where it mattered.

At this moment, she was earnestly following her Senior Sister in practicing the sword dance.

Her forehead was covered in fine sweat, and her bangs clung tightly to her delicate face.

The pink silk skirt she wore was already soaked with sweat, and her chest rose and fell slightly as she gasped for breath.

But she still grit her teeth and persevered!

"Swish swish swish!"

As Shen Nianchu brought her sword down, it whipped up a gust of fierce wind.

The fierce wind raged, causing the leaves on the surrounding trees to rustle.

"Yay! I finally comprehended Sword Intent." Shen Nianchu cheered happily, excitedly throwing herself into Qin Shuhan's arms.

Qin Shuhan rubbed her head, praising her without reservation, "Nianchu is truly amazing!"

"Hehe! It's all thanks to Senior Sister's excellent teaching."

Just then, a streak of light approached from afar and landed in front of the two women.

It was Leng Youmeng, Chen Yuan, and Ye Baixi.

Seeing that the person who arrived was their Revered Master, the two women bowed respectfully, "Greetings, Revered Master."

Leng Youmeng raised her hand, "Dispense with the formalities!"

Hearing this, the two women straightened up, then used their peripheral vision to size up Chen Yuan and the other person.

"Revered Master, are these your newly accepted Junior Martial Brother and Junior Sister?" Shen Nianchu asked first, blinking her large, curious eyes.

Leng Youmeng nodded, then began introducing Ye Baixi, "This is your Junior Sister, named Ye Baixi."

"Hello, Senior Sisters!" Ye Baixi bowed, greeting the two Senior Sisters.

"Hello there, Little Baixi!" Shen Nianchu smiled and returned the greeting.

Qin Shuhan's voice was cool and clear. She nodded, "Hello!"

The two women then focused their attention on Chen Yuan.

But Leng Youmeng did not continue the introductions. Instead, she instructed the two, "Take your Junior Sister and familiarize her with the Sect first."

After speaking, she grabbed Chen Yuan and flew toward the Xuantian Sect Ancestral Land.

Only the three bewildered people were left behind.

Ye Baixi was timid, but she was worried about Chen Yuan in her heart.

She finally mustered her courage and asked the two Senior Sisters, "Senior Sisters, where did Brother Chen Yuan go?"

Shen Nianchu, being lively, immediately took Ye Baixi's arm and comforted her, "Don't worry, Baixi. Revered Master probably has something to discuss with him alone."

Then, she changed the subject, gossiping, "Who is that Chen Yuan to you? Is he your Dao Companion?"

Qin Shuhan tapped Shen Nianchu's head, "Nianchu, take Junior Sister and familiarize her with the Sect first."

Shen Nianchu rubbed her aching little head and pouted, "Got it, Senior Sister!"

On the other side.

Leng Youmeng brought Chen Yuan to the Xuantian Sect Ancestral Land.

The Ancestral Land was dark and damp; even a random gust of cold wind could make one's hair stand on end.

Leng Youmeng tossed Chen Yuan onto the open ground below.

Chen Yuan looked up and saw a massive greenish-bronze cauldron in the center of the clearing.

At that moment, Leng Youmeng walked forward and smashed her fist onto the massive cauldron.

The massive cauldron rang out like a great bell, echoing slowly within the Ancestral Land.

"Swish swish swish!"

Suddenly, a demonic wind arose, bone-chillingly cold.

"Bang bang!"

In an instant, two ink-black ancient coffins descended from the sky, appearing before the greenish-bronze cauldron.

Chen Yuan was secretly startled. A tremendous pressure swept over him, like a giant hammer striking his knees, making his legs tremble uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The coffin lids were kicked open, and two white-haired, white-bearded old men slowly stepped out.

Chen Yuan gasped for breath; the oppressive aura emanating from the two old men was actually stronger than Leng Youmeng's.

"Greetings, Old Ancestors." Leng Youmeng cupped her hands and bowed to the two old men.

One of the old men was Former Sect Master Liu Wuji, and the other was Grand Elder Han Feiyu.

Former Sect Master Liu Wuji raised his hand, signaling Leng Youmeng to rise. Then, he asked with a benevolent expression, "Xiaomeng, why have you summoned the two of us this time?"

Grand Elder Han Feiyu also showed a kind expression, "If it's nothing important, disturbing our secluded cultivation, I'll have to punish you! Haha!"

"Old Ancestors, I have discovered a Disciple with Emperor Grade Aptitude," Leng Youmeng said respectfully.

Grand Elder Han Feiyu stroked his beard, "Oh~ So you accepted a Disciple with Emperor Grade Aptitude!"

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something. His eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief, "Huh? What? Emperor Grade Aptitude?"

Former Sect Master Liu Wuji gasped rapidly, shoved Grand Elder Han Feiyu aside, and stared at Leng Youmeng with fervent eyes, asking, "Xiaomeng, where is the Emperor Grade Aptitude person? Where is he?"

Leng Youmeng pointed at Chen Yuan, "Old Ancestor, he's here."

At this moment, Grand Elder Han Feiyu, who had been pushed aside by Former Sect Master Liu Wuji, performed a sliding tackle, knocking Former Sect Master Liu Wuji to the ground.

He stepped on Former Sect Master Liu Wuji's body, walked up to Chen Yuan, held his hand, and enthusiastically said, "Little friend, would you like to take this old man as your Revered Master?"

Former Sect Master Liu Wuji quickly got up, performed a sweeping kick that knocked Grand Elder Han Feiyu down, then darted forward, stepped on Grand Elder Han Feiyu's body, held Chen Yuan's hand, and showed a kind expression:

"Little friend, is Han Feiyu's half-baked skill worthy of teaching you? Take me as your Revered Master, and I will definitely impart everything I have learned in my life."

Seeing this, Chen Yuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

If Leng Youmeng hadn't referred to the two old men in front of him as Old Ancestors, he would have thought they were smelly beggars from somewhere!

Their clothes were tattered, they were unkempt, and their beards were scruffy!

Also, is this how unpretentious the fight for a Disciple between big shots is?

Where is the dignity of a powerhouse?

Leng Youmeng rubbed her forehead, feeling somewhat speechless.

"Old Ancestors, there's no need to argue. Chen Yuan has already formally joined my lineage," Leng Youmeng waved her hand.

Then, she smiled confidently: "I believe that with my talent, teaching him is more than enough."

Former Sect Master Liu Wuji and Grand Elder Han Feiyu exchanged glances. Leng Youmeng was nurtured by the two of them, and her talent was Saint Grade.

Her Comprehension Ability was Heaven-Defying, and she managed to Breakthrough to the Body Integration Stage in just a thousand years.

She was considered the youngest Body Integration Stage Cultivator in the entire Great Thousand Domain.

If Leng Youmeng were to cultivate Chen Yuan, the two of them would feel reassured.

"Old Man Liu, let's stop arguing. I think we should just let Xiaomeng teach him."

"Fine!" Former Sect Master Liu Wuji compromised. Then, he raised his eyes and grumbled, "You're here to ask for a Medicinal Pill for your Disciple, aren't you?"

Leng Youmeng did not reply verbally, but thanked him directly, "Thank you, Ancestral Master Liu."

Following that, she gave Chen Yuan a look.

Chen Yuan understood immediately; she was asking for powerful Medicinal Pills for him!

He quickly bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Ancestral Master Liu."

Former Sect Master Liu Wuji's mouth twitched. This was putting him on the spot!

"I say, Old Man Liu, why don't you quickly take out your crappy Medicinal Pill for Xiaomeng's Disciple? Are you planning to take it with you to the grave?"