"Yes, I want to join the Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace."
Gu Qingshan confirmed once again.
He was in a child's body, and his voice rang out clear and sweet, instantly carrying across the entire gathering.
The cultivator presiding over the ceremony smiled. "You certainly know how to choose. The Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace is the first sect in the Celestial Realm, and it enjoys the favor of the gods."
He looked in a certain direction and asked, "What does the Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace say?"
Everyone else looked that way, too.
With all eyes upon him, a White-Haired Old Man stood up and said smugly, "This child drew a thousand swords down from the sky. That's proof enough that his heart is pure and his intentions upright. He's a true seed of the sword path. Naturally, our Heavenly Palace has no objection."
Shing!
A long sword flew over and landed in Gu Qingshan's hand.
The other swords let out unwilling, clear cries. One after another, they flew back into the sky and vanished among the clouds.
The old man beckoned to Gu Qingshan. "Come, child. From today onward, you're a disciple of the Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace."
Holding the sword, Gu Qingshan walked over to stand behind the old man.
There were already several children sitting on the ground here, eyeing him curiously.
They were all newly inducted disciples of this generation.
Gu Qingshan parted his lips, then closed them again.
He had no trouble playing uncle and placating children.
But he had truly forgotten how to communicate with a group of little kids on their level.
Was he supposed to act cute?
He thought it over for a moment, then silently shook his head.
So he found an empty spot, sat down on the ground like the others, and