Jiang Hao was slightly startled. "Is it time already?"
Qi Xiuyuan smiled. "Martial Uncle, I heard from Senior Brother Chenming that you haven't left the Scripture Pavilion since you entered it. It's been nearly a month."
"So long already!"
Jiang Hao murmured.
During this time, he had thrown himself wholeheartedly into reading and studying. He had become completely absorbed in it. Even so, he had only skimmed through everything once, forcibly memorizing the contents with his Eidetic Memory. Much of it he did not understand at all, much less master.
But with the initiation ceremony imminent, he could not keep hiding away here. Jiang Hao waved a hand and cast a dust-cleansing spell on himself. He immediately became neat and spotless, then tidied his hair and put on his purple-gold Lotus Crown. In an instant, he became a handsome young Daoist.
Jiang Hao and Qi Xiuyuan arrived at the main hall and found it packed with over thirty people. Seated in the place of honor was naturally Old Daoist Xuanji, looking every bit the immortal sage. To his right sat True Lord Yuheng, while to his left sat an elderly man with a grizzled beard. The old man looked vigorous and alert, his back straight as he sat upon a meditation cushion.
Jiang Hao guessed that this man was likely True Lord Xuanji's friend, True Lord Lingyun, master of Qixia Peak and one of the five Golden Core elders of Shushan, the foremost immortal sect in the world.
Seated on both sides were elderly Daoists in Daoist robes, likely sect masters or elders from various schools.
The moment Jiang Hao entered the hall, he drew everyone's attention. Old Daoist Xuanji had just instructed a disciple in front of them all to fetch someone. Now that the disciple had returned with