Elder Qing, an elder of the clan, walked with steady steps toward the altar at the center of the square.
Each step seemed weighted with the passing years, solemn and powerful, while his gaze was steadfast and profound.
He reached the altar and slowly formed seals with his hands. A powerful aura emanated from him, instantly enveloping the entire square.
The aura was cold and piercing, like a winter wind, making everyone shiver involuntarily.
As Elder Qing moved, the light upon the altar gradually brightened, brilliant and dazzling.
That light was gentle and sacred, as though it came from another world.
The atmosphere in the square grew solemn and reverent. Everyone held their breath and focused, silently awaiting the ceremony to come.
Then the Azure Vine Saint King, one of the clan's leaders, led Qing Lin, Qing Yun, and Qing Xiu, three outstanding members of the clan, up the altar steps. One walked ahead and three followed behind, each carrying a tray with a solemn expression.
Their steps were measured, each one conveying their respect and reverence for this investiture ceremony.
The four trays held an ancient volume edged with gold-and-azure patterns, an intricately carved seal, a piece of lustrous jade, and a vine chain shimmering with faint spiritual light.
These were all treasures handed down through generations of the Azure Vine Clan, each imbued with a rich cultural heritage and the clanspeople's prayers.
Elder Qing slowly took the ancient volume edged with gold-and-azure patterns from the Azure Vine Saint King's tray. His hands trembled slightly, and excitement and pride shone in his eyes.
This volume was the Azure Vine Clan's genealogy. Its cover was simple and solemn, and every page recorded the names and deeds of the clanspeople. Symbolizing their bloodline and legacy, it was a precious treasure of