Atop an immortal peak, beneath a winter plum tree.
A gentle breeze drifted, and the fragrance of blossoms lingered.
The stone table was plain, and green grass filled the view.
Jiang Yang and Xuanming sat together, looking at the two restrained disciples opposite them. Jiang Yang smiled gently and said,
"Qiushuang, Beiyou, since you have become Xuanming's disciples, you count as mine as well. In my life, I have taken only one disciple, and there is another child who is not my disciple, yet is even closer to me than one. They are both your senior sisters. You will meet them in the future."
"From now on, cultivate diligently. You need not worry about malice from outsiders. So long as you do not deliberately harm your fellow disciples or commit deeds that outrage heaven and defy all decency, I will protect you."
Xu Beiyou and Qiushuang hurriedly nodded. Over the past few months, they had come to understand profoundly the mighty reputation of this Martial Uncle Jiang before them.
With his protection, they could swagger unchallenged through the Myriad Worlds of the Heavens.
Seeing the two young disciples nod, Jiang Yang smiled faintly. His gaze was like a clear mirror, seeing through them at a glance: the first two disciples his Dao companion had taken were both pure of heart and firm of will.
Their talent was good as well. If they stayed true to their original aspirations, they would surely achieve something in the future.
After Jiang Yang finished speaking, Xuanming lifted her small face and continued,
"Qiushuang, Beiyou, your martial uncle and I will be leaving for the Nine Provinces in a few days. Stay in the sect and cultivate diligently. For any cultivation resources you need, simply go to the Immortal Source Hall and obtain them through