After the tea had been served, Divine Lord Zhengyuan did not speak. Instead, he finished his tea, pushed away the Grand Preceptor's Chair, walked to a table at the side, took out an incense burner, and then produced three sticks of purple sandalwood incense.
Once the incense fell into the burner, it ignited on its own, releasing an extraordinarily pleasant fragrance. Wisps of purple smoke rose up, transforming into Smoke Dragons that coiled through the palace hall.
Divine Lord Zhengyuan took out another memorial tablet. It was not a Spirit Token, but a plaque embroidered with the four words, Righteous Path Endures.
He solemnly placed the plaque in the center of the table, then devoutly pressed his palms together and muttered an incantation. Only then did he look at Ye Jingcheng. "To be honest with you, tens of thousands of years ago, the Righteous Path Sect was merely a gang in the Mortal Realm. It has grown to where it is today because of those four words: Righteous Path Endures. Of course, upholding righteousness does not require false compassion. What is right is right. That is the Dao Heart of our Righteous Path Sect," Divine Lord Zhengyuan said slowly.
Those brief words did not sound particularly impassioned.
Yet before Ye Jingcheng, they seemed to reveal the journey of a mortal gang, step by step, becoming an immortal sect.
The vast changes of seas and fields, the shifting of ages and affairs, seemed to unfold before his eyes.
For some reason, they filled him with a peculiar sorrow.
"You have successfully become my disciple today, so I will give you two treasures. The first is this Kun Peng Leaping Sea Screen. It is a Fifth Order Top Grade magic treasure, crafted in imitation of a Spirit Treasure. Its power cannot compare