Xuan Di was exchanging pleasantries with several nearby Purple Mansion cultivators, while some Purple Mansion True Persons farther away even sent voice transmissions to congratulate him.
He stroked his beard and nodded with a gracious smile, not forgetting to reply discreetly through his Spirit Sense.
Jiang Yang was young, had already attained Sword Essence, and had become the disciple of one of the world's rare Sword Immortals. His future was bound to be limitless, and all the cultivators could see it.
Having such an outstanding junior in one's sect was enviable, after all. Whatever they privately thought, they could hardly neglect to offer a few congratulations.
Alongside his surprise, Xuan Di felt somewhat speechless. He knew Jiang Yang was extraordinary, but even he had no idea how far the young man could go.
If only he really were a disciple of our Rain Xiang Mountain, even... even without such outstanding talent...
The purple-robed cultivator beside him also raised his cup, a rare gesture, and nodded solemnly to Xuan Di.
True Person Canyang had already passed the Violet Contemplation stage, so Xuan Di had to show him due respect. He immediately tipped his cup in return.
The sparring on the platform continued unabated. Once Yuanzhu had made the arrangements, he descended in a few strides and took his place beside Ao Qian, likewise congratulating Xuan Di:
"For you to have nurtured such an exceptional junior, True Person, Rain Xiang Mountain truly lives up to its immortal Dao Lineage. May your lineage flourish and your immortal fortune endure."
Xuan Di had received praise for so long, yet this alone was something he dared not accept. He hurriedly deflected it:
"You flatter me far too much, senior. This child is my senior brother's direct disciple. I had nothing to do with it."
"Ah,