Lu Yang opened his eyes and calmly surveyed his surroundings.
The mighty power that had once been enough to overturn Jietian had now vanished completely. All that remained was the body of a powerless mortal, burdened even with a serious illness.
Even breathing was painful.
"Those whose names are called, step forward."
A familiar voice rang out from the platform. Lu Yang raised his head and found that he had once again become that ordinary yet handsome youth who had just entered the Sacred Sect.
"Drip your blood into the Life Lamp beside me and kindle your life flame. From this day onward, you will be registered disciples of my First Saint Sect."
Senior Brother Liu Xin continued speaking from the platform, and before long, he began calling names:
"Chen Liang."
"Here!"
With a shout, a young Dao Attendant with red lips and white teeth stepped forward. His brow brimmed with Spiritual Qi; his aptitude was clearly quite good.
Unfortunately, aptitude was the most useless thing in the Sacred Sect.
The next moment, just as Lu Yang remembered, Senior Brother Liu Xin crossed the Dao Attendant's name off directly, then sent him to the four outer sect halls to begin anew as raw material.
Interesting.
Lu Yang chuckled inwardly. He did not act rashly, merely listening unhurriedly to Senior Brother Liu Xin's instructions until his own name was called. Only then did he stroll forward. As expected, because his aptitude was good for nothing except being handsome, he was assigned to Joyous Union Hall.
The assignments ended, and they received their Cultivation Methods.
Before long, he followed the crowd to Joyous Union Hall. Along the way, he listened to the disciples chatting away, brimming with beautiful fantasies of the immortal path.
Everything was incomparably real.
It was as though he