Everyone could only watch helplessly as Nalan Yanran pulled Xiao Qian along, swaggering straight toward the fifth floor of the Dou Technique Pavilion.
Their retreating figures looked utterly carefree, leaving the onlookers both envious and jealous. All those tangled emotions turned into tears that welled in their eyes.
"I'm so jealous..."
"Me too..."
The Dou Technique Pavilion stood behind the Cultivation Technique Hall, looking even larger and more imposing from afar.
Its white jade walls exuded a majestic, awe-inspiring presence.
Like a cheerful little bird, Nalan Yanran tugged Xiao Qian along, bounding lightly up the white jade steps.
Her movements were graceful and nimble, and within a few leaps, the two reached the fifth floor of the Dou Technique Pavilion.
Judging by how easily she found her way around, this clearly was not her first visit.
"Yanran, is this Xiao Qian, the disciple who just received the Wind Cloud Art's recognition?"
The deacon on the fifth floor had been sitting leisurely, but now rose to his feet.
He first looked the two of them up and down, then took their identity tokens and began examining them carefully.
Curious, Xiao Qian could not help glancing at his own identity token. At some point, an emerald cloud pattern had appeared on it.
The cloud pattern seemed to possess a mysterious magic, a faint halo flowing across the identity token like something from a dream.
"This is the mark of inheriting a core cultivation method. From now on, you may choose any Dou Technique on the fifth floor of the Dou Technique Pavilion, without restrictions based on status or merit."
The deacon's tone grew warmer as he patiently explained.
In his eyes, a disciple with such status would one day become either the sect master or an important figure like the Great Elder.