Fang Chen opened his eyes and looked at True Person Liuli, who was laughing wildly. He was puzzled. Why was True Person Liuli so excited?
True Person Liuli finally stopped laughing and said to Fang Chen, "Good, good! You haven't disappointed me!"
"Senior, may I become your disciple now?" Fang Chen asked.
True Person Liuli nodded slightly. "Of course. You've fulfilled all three conditions I set, and I'll keep my word!"
Overjoyed, Fang Chen immediately knelt and bowed before him. "Master, please accept your disciple's bow!"
"Hahaha! My good disciple, get up!"
Laughing, True Person Liuli reached out and helped Fang Chen to his feet. "From this day forward, you are my, Zhang Daoling's, Direct Disciple!"
"Thank you, Master!"
Fang Chen bowed slightly to True Person Liuli.
"No need for ceremony. Come, I'll take you somewhere!"
With that, True Person Liuli led Fang Chen toward the back of the house.
Fang Chen followed close behind. Once they reached the back, True Person Liuli gave a light wave of his hand. An invisible force swept away the mist ahead, revealing a broad bluestone road. It wound up the mountain like a giant python coiled around its slopes, leading straight to the summit.
True Person Liuli walked up the bluestone road. With every step, he instantly advanced more than ten zhang, moving at tremendous speed.
Fang Chen immediately used the Misty Turtle Step to follow him.
A stick of incense later, Fang Chen reached the summit behind True Person Liuli. Before him lay a vast plaza paved with White Marble, polished until it gleamed. Anyone standing on it could see their reflection clearly.
Behind the Square rose tiers of White Jade steps. At their end stood a magnificent Great Hall with red walls and golden tiles, solemn and imposing. Above its main