"Honor to the Daoist Heavenly Venerable!"
"Honor to the Eastern Azure Emperor!"
"Honor to the Golden Horn Immortal Venerable!"
"Honor to the Silver Horn Immortal Venerable!"
Daoist Chonghe paced the ritual steps of the Dipper, leading the Daoists in paying homage to their patriarchs. They held a small but profoundly significant consecration ceremony, rearranged the lineage records, and revised the sect's generational ranks.
Wisps of incense smoke rose, soaring straight up to the Nine Heavens. After the prayers of wholehearted devotion and the recitation of sacred proclamations, the Daoist Heavenly Venerable's statue remained as serene as ever. The Azure Emperor likewise bestowed no grace, as though he had forgotten these disciples and grand-disciples of his.
Although the Pure Yang Sect's Outer Landscape grandmasters had expected as much, they still could not help feeling a wave of disappointment.
What if-what if a patriarch really did look upon them with favor?!
Just as everyone lowered their heads in dejection and sighed inwardly, countless golden and silver motes suddenly appeared in the air. They descended like a shower of light, scattering over the statues of the two boys, Golden Horn and Silver Horn. In an instant, the statues became translucent throughout, like jade fashioned by nature itself.
"Disciples of the Pure Yang Sect pay their respects to the exalted immortals!"
The Pure Yang Sect's members saluted loudly, overcome with excitement. Even Daoist Chonghe inclined his body slightly and offered a Daoist salute.
Even a gatekeeper at the prime minister's residence ranked as a seventh-grade official. If they could not establish ties with the Daoist Heavenly Venerable or the Azure Emperor, drawing a little closer to the two immortal venerables would still bring tremendous benefits.
Amid the repeated cries of reverence, Lin Xian stepped forward and raised a hand. Two streams of light flew