The arrival of these three Heavenly Separation Realm experts stunned the entire crowd into silence.
The old man known as the Spirit Separation King stood with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face. "Murong Qi, your painstaking wait was not in vain. At last, a little fellow worth cultivating has appeared. Ten kinds of Dao Intent—haha, Heaven truly favors our Daoist sect mountain gate."
"Ten kinds of Dao Intent... Even if just one Dao Intent steadily reaches three thousand Dao Intent Inscriptions, there will be hope of entering the Great Luo Celestial Monument."
"Still, entering the Nirvana Stage will be exceedingly difficult. I scarcely dare imagine the lightning tribulation he will have to face alone."
The three King level experts exchanged glances and discussed the matter, deeply moved.
"We must pour every resource into cultivating him. If this child enters the Nirvana Stage, his chances of entering the Great Luo Celestial Monument in the future will increase enormously."
"Martial uncles, I request to personally cultivate this person and take him under my command. I will personally guide him." Murong Qi bent slightly at the waist.
The King level experts nodded. "Very well. If you need anything, simply tell your martial uncles. We will satisfy your requests. You are already one recorded upon the Great Luo Celestial Monument; having you cultivate him is surely more suitable than leaving him to old fellows like us."
"Thank you, martial uncles." Murong Qi's eyes shone brightly. When she looked at Yang Chen, it was as though she were looking upon hope itself, her gaze brimming with tenderness.
Yang Chen looked somewhat awkward at this, but he quickly returned to normal.
Murong Qi kept her eyes fixed upon Yang Chen and said gently, "What is your name?"
"This one is Yang