After Liu Xing and the others, the younger descendants of the other great clans and influential families took the stage one after another. Even disciples of elder and sect-master rank from several small sects stepped forward.
There was no helping it. Throughout the Northeast Protectorate, no sect inheritance secret art could truly surpass one like the Candle Dragon Scripture. Naturally, the leaders of those small sects also wanted their own disciples to have a chance to rise further. As the saying went, people climb to higher ground, while water flows downhill. Though they all belonged to the world of sects and inevitably shared some competitive ties, in Great Xia, it was a common sight for disciples of elders and sect masters from small sects to enter great sects.
"XXX congratulates Candle Dragon True Person on the eternal turning of his Dao wheel and the everlasting strength of his mountain gate..."
"XXX congratulates Candle Dragon True Person on his flourishing martial fortune and the unbroken continuation of his Dao lineage..."
The young disciples who stepped forward each held their heads high and their chests proud, yet spoke those nearly identical auspicious words with utmost respect. At the same time, they were both nervous and expectant, each fantasizing about being touched by Candle Dragon True Person's golden brush and transformed from a fish leaping through the Dragon Gate, never to be the same again...
Zhang Tie sat upright upon the golden chair. With his perception, he could even sense the suddenly quickened heartbeats of the young people who came before him, the heat rising in their faces, and the instant swelling or constricting of their blood vessels.
These youths all carried an air of vitality and sharpness. The clans and sects had certainly brought out their finest young talents at such