"Your disciple understands. Thank you, Pavilion Master, for your guidance. Thank you, Great Elder, for your instruction."
Ye Qingluan and the Great Elder watched her composed, humble manner—quick to grasp things at the slightest prompting—and their satisfaction deepened by several degrees.
From afar, Qin Yaner saw her master leading Jiang Lu over, and curiosity immediately surfaced in her gentle eyes.
After listening to the elders briefly explain the reason, a faint smile unconsciously bloomed on her lips. She quickly stepped forward, naturally linked her arm through Jiang Lu's, and spoke gently.
"Junior Sister Jiang, come with me."
The two entered the great hall side by side. The disciples who had been chatting quietly inside all turned their heads, their gazes falling upon Jiang Lu as hushed murmurs arose.
"So this is Junior Sister Jiang. Seeing her up close, her bearing truly is extraordinary."
Quite a few wore friendly expressions and nodded in greeting.
"Junior Sister Jiang."
"Senior Sister Qin."
Jiang Lu calmly returned each greeting, her brows and eyes serene and indifferent.
Jiang Lu's gaze slowly swept over the fellow disciples in the hall, and she secretly marveled inwardly.
Those before her were all personal disciples under the various elders, and their cultivation was truly astonishing.
Many were only thirty or forty years old, yet had already firmly stepped into the Golden Core and Nascent Soul realms.
Even those senior brothers and sisters who were still young, only in their teens, all possessed cultivation above Foundation Establishment. Their talent was outstanding. At their current pace of cultivation, forming a Golden Core before thirty would be no difficult task.
What was more, it was not impossible for some to form a Nascent Soul before the age of thirty.
She could not help but ponder inwardly. The disciples of the Medicine King