Beyond Gold Stone Island, storms raged, but the island itself was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.
"From today onward, Yun Rong is the Sect Leader's disciple!"
"Congratulations, Martial Sister Yun!"
"Still calling her Martial Sister Yun? You should call her Martial Aunt Yun!"
...When Yun Rong emerged from the Grandmaster Hall, congratulations rang out everywhere along the way.
Even some elders in the sect known for their severity and harshness broke precedent by smiling and greeting her with clasped hands.
As for some ordinary Old Generation Figures, owing to seniority, they even addressed her as Martial Aunt or Martial Grand-Aunt.
Yun Rong felt utterly dazed, as though she were having an unimaginable dream, so bizarre and fantastical that it felt unreal.
She was heading toward her former residence.
It was a mountain peak prepared for Outer Sect Disciples who had yet to Enter the Door, located not far from the Mountain Gate.
More than a hundred years ago, Yun Rong, then at the very bottom of the sect, had cultivated there.
The Ninth Elder, Yan Beigu, accompanied her.
Along the way, Yan Beigu warmly helped her handle social interactions and explained all the benefits she could enjoy as the Sect Leader's disciple.
They eventually arrived at the place where those Outer Sect Disciples gathered.
The elders in charge of the outer sect, along with every Outer Sect Disciple, had long been waiting respectfully.
When they saw Yun Rong appear alongside the Ninth Elder, those elders took the lead in stepping forward to greet her, each bowing in salute.
Their enthusiasm was beyond measure.
Yun Rong's emotions surged as she recalled the past. Back then, a disciple like her, who had never received a register, was utterly unqualified even to speak with those outer sect elders.
Even meeting them once had