"Who are they?" The disciple on the left looked at Xu Zimo and the other two and asked flatly.
"We're from the Tianwu Sect," Xia Wanqing replied.
Hearing Xia Wanqing's words, Lin Yunhen froze for a moment.
All along the way, he had only known their names. He had not dared ask about their origins.
Luckily, he had never said anything bad about the Tianwu Sect.
"From the Tianwu Sect?" The two gatekeeping disciples were taken aback, then looked the pair up and down.
They asked, "Didn't the Tianwu Sect only have one slot? Where did two people come from?"
"I came to accompany her. Once she's settled, I'll leave," Xu Zimo replied.
"You may enter." The two disciples pointed at Lin Yunhen and said, "The Tianwu Sect's people will have to wait."
"Why do we have to wait?" Xu Zimo asked.
"If we tell you to wait, then wait. Why all the nonsense?" the disciple on the left snapped impatiently.
"You, come with us."
He led Lin Yunhen toward the Dao Court.
Yet the moment he turned around, it was as though some force shoved him. He rolled straight down the more than one thousand steps outside the Dao Court.
"Junior Brother Cheng!" the disciple on the right shouted anxiously.
"Let's go in." As Xu Zimo spoke, he took the lead in stepping into the Dao Court.
"Isn't this bad? This is trespassing," Xia Wanqing said hesitantly.
"Can't you see they came in an aggressive manner? Why should we be modest?" Xu Zimo waved a hand.
Only upon entering the Dao Court could they clearly see the outer sect's true appearance.
One word described it: vast.
As far as the eye could see, there were several thousand bodhi trees, clear in mind and true to one's nature, planted continuously