Chapter 39: Accepting a Disciple

Although backed by his family, the Mo Clan was far weaker compared to the Five Immortal Sects of the Daoist Faction on the Yunze Continent.

Naturally, he was extremely willing if he could become a disciple under a Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage True Monarch of the Lingdao Sect.

Mo Jiuxiao took a deep breath, but he still couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart.

“This disciple… this disciple is willing!”

“Good! Good! Good!”

Shi Tongzhou uttered three ‘goods’ in a row, his expression pleased.

“From this day forward, you are my, Shi Tongzhou’s, personal eldest disciple!”

The Elder Peak Masters of the Lingdao Sect offered their congratulations one after another.

Mo Jiuxiao obediently stepped behind Shi Tongzhou.

Following Mo Jiuxiao’s start, the disciples below became livelier. Though they were more nervous, the oppressive atmosphere from the beginning was gone, replaced by hopeful glances towards the Elders on the high platform.

The second to step forward was Ancestor Hua Xuan of Chaoyang Peak.

As one of only two Great Perfection of Nascent Soul Stage cultivators in the Lingdao Sect, Hua Xuan’s combat strength and abilities were naturally formidable. Though his combat strength was not comparable to Shi Tongzhou’s, he was a renowned Talisman Master in the Cultivation World.

A Talisman Master famous throughout the Cultivation World naturally ranked among the wealthiest on the cultivation world’s rich list.

Seeing Hua Xuan show interest in taking a disciple made the disciples below even more agitated.

Even Shen Qingyi felt her heart stir amidst the whispers beside her ears.

In her past life, she had loved art forms like calligraphy. Talismans, being one of the four arts in the Cultivation World, were the thing she thought of first and wished to experience most.

Shen Qingyi’s clear eyes looked towards Hua Xuan on the high platform.

Hua Xuan couldn’t help but pause slightly. When he saw Shen Qingyi’s glabella (the spot between her eyebrows), the step he was about to take froze.

Had he actually sensed a trace of Confucian Qi on this little girl?

It was important to know that besides spiritual energy and Demonic Qi, there were other special energies in the Cultivation World.

What made them special wasn’t just their rarity, but also their unique nature.

Such as Primordial Chaos Qi, Righteous Qi, and Confucian Qi.

Achieving these required not only the right time, place, and people but also something specific and elusive – mystical and unexplainable.

It had been countless years since such energies had been seen in the Cultivation World.

Yet a mere child of a few years seemed to carry a hint of Confucian Qi…

If not for his cultivation technique and his long-time exposure to sacred texts and talismans, he might have even missed it.

Hua Xuan couldn’t help feeling moved inwardly.

If this child wasn’t carrying some Confucian Sacred Artifact on her person, she was highly likely to be the reincarnation of a great Confucian scholar.

Either possibility was extraordinarily rare to encounter, coupled with her exceptional talent.

Compared to Mo Jiuxiao with his Heavenly Fire Spiritual Physique, perhaps she wasn’t much inferior, except…

Below, Hua Yue watched as her Ancestor did not step forward for a long time, feeling anxious.

Her family had long ago persuaded the Ancestor; as long as she passed the Lingdao Sect’s selection, the Ancestor would exceptionally accept her as a disciple.

She had worked so hard to pass the layers of selection; did the Ancestor regret it now…

Hua Yue’s hand clenched tightly under her sleeve.

Nearby, Lu Yu, seeing his Senior Brother remain inactive for so long, felt puzzled.

They weren’t unaware of his Senior Brother’s affairs with the Hua family, but as it involved their Martial Uncle’s past mortal matters, it wasn’t suitable for them to interfere.

Although they didn’t think much of the Hua family, this little girl from them was quite good; otherwise, they wouldn’t have agreed.

Feeling the gaze, Hua Xuan looked at the assembled disciples standing in the Main Hall.

Meeting the many pairs of expectant eyes, he deliberately avoided looking towards that exceptionally striking pair of clear eyes in the crowd.

“Hua Yue.”