Once the tea had been served, Divine Lord Zhengyuan said nothing. He finished his cup, pushed back his armchair, and walked to a nearby table. There, he took out an incense burner and three sticks of purple sandalwood incense.
As soon as he placed the incense in the burner, it lit on its own, releasing an unusually pleasant fragrance. Wisps of purple smoke rose, turned into smoky dragons, and circled through the hall.
Divine Lord Zhengyuan then took out a plaque. It was not a memorial tablet, but one embroidered with the four words "May the Righteous Path Endure."
He solemnly placed the plaque in the middle of the table, pressed his palms together in reverence, and murmured a few words before turning to Ye Jingcheng.
"To tell you the truth, tens of thousands of years ago, the Righteous Path Sect was merely a gang in a mortal world. It reached where it is today by holding to those four words: 'May the Righteous Path Endure.' Of course, preaching righteousness requires no false compassion. What we believe is right is right. That is the Righteous Path Sect's conviction," Divine Lord Zhengyuan said slowly.
The words themselves were hardly a stirring declaration.
Yet as Ye Jingcheng listened, he seemed to see a mortal gang becoming an immortal sect, step by step.
The seas turning to mulberry fields, the changes of the ages—all of it seemed to unfold before his eyes.
For some reason, it filled him with a strange sadness.
"You have formally become my disciple today, so I will give you two treasures. The first is this Kunpeng Leaping Sea Screen. It is a top-grade Fifth Stage magic treasure modeled after a spirit treasure. It cannot match a spirit treasure's power, but it is considerably stronger than ordinary ancient treasures.