Yuan Ming's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally eased somewhat after hearing that Wood Daoist had stepped in.
"Bright Moon Palace is the foremost soul cultivation sect in Chuyun. Being accepted into it will certainly bring immense benefits to your future cultivation. There's no need for you to rush back either. Nothing is happening on my end for now, so cultivate there with peace of mind," Yuan Ming said with a smile, sincerely happy for Xi Ying.
"I haven't forgotten what I promised you. It's just that Bright Moon Palace keeps a very close watch, so I'll probably need to put some thought into finding a way to pass the eighth-layer chant of the Nether Moon Art on to you." Xi Ying's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled.
Yuan Ming waved his hand, signaling that she need not trouble herself too much. "Right now, I need to devote all my attention to breaking through to the Great Ascension stage. For the time being, I have no time for soul cultivation or body cultivation. Even if you gave me the chant, I wouldn't have much attention to spare for cultivating it alongside my other arts."
"Then we'll do as you say. If you need anything, just tell me," Xi Ying said decisively, nodding at his words.
The two chatted for a while longer before ending the communication.
Yuan Ming stood in the courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, gazing at the drifting clouds in the sky. Thoughts churned in his heart, though no one knew what he was thinking.
Three days later.
The grand ceremony marking the founding of the Myriad Immortals Alliance was solemnly held within the majestic Myriad Immortals Alliance Hall at the center of White Emperor City.
Yuan Ming, the newly appointed Alliance Leader