Han Xuanji felt somewhat helpless.
What is Immortal Lord Yunmiao trying to do?
The old man before them had a gloomy aura, as if he were just an ordinary immortal servant with low cultivation.
Even with his Double Pupils, Han Xuanji couldn't see through it, but he had a system.
[ Li Xuandao ( Immortal Lord Yunmiao ): Golden Immortal Ninth Level, the eldest disciple of Immortal Venerable Yuheng, and a seventh-level Alchemist. He knows you are hiding your true abilities and wants to test you before accepting you as his disciple.]
Is this an attempt to test his character?
Han Xuanji hesitated for a moment, then decided to pretend he didn't see it.
Thus, to the old man's horrified gaze, the light streak that Han Xuanji had transformed into only paused for a very brief moment, as if merely hindered by a gentle breeze, before gracefully tracing a beautiful arc and precisely bypassing the area where the old man had fallen.
The speed didn't slow down at all, as if it saw nothing and heard nothing, and it accelerated away towards the direction of the Myriad Phenomena Garden.
The sea of clouds surged and instantly swallowed the falling old man's figure, leaving only a few faint gasps torn apart by the wind before quickly dissipating into nothingness.
Han Xuanji remained calm, his gaze fixed straight ahead, as if everything that had just happened was merely an insignificant interlude. He silently thought to himself:
"That should fix things, right?"
Nothing strange happened afterward.
Han Xuanji received Jiang Yuan's telepathic message and learned about the thirty-year agreement, which she found inexplicably amusing.
This outfit seems to be popular everywhere.
Logically speaking, it's impossible for Su Ming to surpass this within thirty years, but it's hard to say for those with great fortune.
The stream of light that Han Xuanji had transformed into sped through the sea of clouds, and the outline of the Myriad Phenomena Garden was already faintly visible in the distant mist.
However, just as he landed and arrived at the entrance of the cave abode, a figure blocked his way.
Han Xuanji felt a sudden heaviness around him, and his heart sank. He thought to himself:
"Oh no, the door is blocked."
Amidst the auspicious glow ahead, a figure slowly solidified from the ethereal.
Dressed in an elegant Daoist robe with cloud patterns, his face remained indistinct, shrouded in countless Daoist auras. Only his deep, insightful eyes, which seemed to see through the ways of the world, calmly gazed at Han Xuanji.
If it's not Immortal Lord Yunmiao, then who is it?
He actually appeared in person and blocked their path.
Han Xuanji's face instantly showed shock and fear. He quickly bowed and saluted, his voice trembling.
"Disciple Han Xuanji greets Senior!"
Immortal Lord Yunmiao's gaze fell on Han Xuanji, but he showed no intention of interrogating him. Instead, his gaze carried a hint of amusement.
"His composure far exceeds my expectations."
Han Xuanji was momentarily confused about the Immortal Lord's meaning, and a hint of annoyance appeared on his face:
"It is my own foolishness..."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao smiled faintly, his voice calm:
"No need to feign fear, you already knew it was me, didn't you?"
"Though my avatar concealed its aura, the force of its fall was undeniable. Most ordinary disciples, even with doubts, would likely intervene to investigate. But you..."
The Immortal Lord's tone was calm, but also somewhat helpless.
"Choosing to ignore it and take a detour, am I really that unpopular?"
He learned from his master that Han Xuanji possessed a special physique and, combined with his Double Pupils, his talent was terrifyingly strong, perhaps even stronger than the prodigy of the Jiang Household.
This gave him a sudden realization that this was a golden opportunity.
Normally, a disciple with this level of talent wouldn't be his turn.
In the past, they were always snatched away by their master, but this time their master has a "destined disciple" to take in, so it's not appropriate to take in two disciples at the same time.
He originally wanted to take on a ninth disciple. Ji Tianxing was a good candidate, but he was too arrogant and they lost their master-disciple bond.
He disliked Jiang Hao's personality and had no interest in him from the beginning.
Han Xuanji arrived at just the right time. His talent was astonishing, but his personality was a bit too low-key, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.
Moreover, his method of concealment was truly excellent; he was unable to see through the other party's true aptitude and even suspected that his cultivation level was also hidden.
Han Xuanji stiffened slightly, realizing that if she continued to pretend, she would truly be treating the other party like a fool.
Perhaps he had already been exposed, and there was no point in continuing to cover it up.
He slowly straightened up, the "fear" on his face quickly fading, replaced by calm, though he remained respectful.
"How could this disciple dare to disrespect the Immortal Lord? However, this disciple does not understand the Immortal Lord's intentions and thinks it is better to avoid trouble. Please forgive me, Immortal Lord."
"You... you..."
Immortal Lord Yunmiao shook his head, his gaze softening considerably. He knew that Han Xuanji hadn't lied.
In any case, we cannot let such a true seed of Immortal Dao escape.
Then he said slowly:
"Master's eyes are sharp; his approval of you has a profound meaning."
"From my observation, you Root Bone extraordinary talent and inner brilliance. Though you deliberately conceal it, a spark of clarity Imperishable within your mind. Your comprehension of Dao of Alchemy far surpasses that of ordinary people, and your temperament is calm, insightful, and composed, neither arrogant nor impatient, and indifferent to empty fame... You are a rare gem."
He paused, his tone leaving no room for argument. "I wish to take you as my disciple, my ninth personal disciple. Are you willing?"
When he said this, Immortal Lord Yunmiao was actually a little nervous.
If what Master said is true, Han Xuanji's talent is extraordinary.
I was afraid of being rejected again.
Han Xuanji's mind raced, and he had to admit that the other party's attitude was quite good.
His behavior just now, if it were someone with a bad temper, they'd be lucky not to make things difficult for him.
It was clear that the other party had not acted on a whim, but had considered it beforehand.
To refuse again would be ungrateful and might truly offend this powerful immortal Immortal Lord.
Moreover, while joining his sect carries the risk of becoming a target of public criticism, the benefits are also substantial. With his endorsement, one can gain early access to many places rich in Daoist wisdom.
The pros and cons were weighed in an instant.
Those who understand the times are wise!
Han Xuanji immediately stopped hesitating, took a half step back, straightened his robes, and respectfully performed a standard apprenticeship ceremony before Immortal Lord Yunmiao:
"Disciple Han Xuanji is deeply honored by the Immortal Lord and is filled with utmost gratitude!"
This disciple is foolish and dull, but wishes to become a disciple of the Immortal Lord, to listen to his teachings, to cultivate diligently, and to never fail my master's high expectations!
Looking at Han Xuanji's decisive acceptance of the master's offer, Immortal Lord Yunmiao's eyes flashed with satisfaction, and he nodded slightly.
"Good. Now that you have entered my school, you should abide by the rules of the school and diligently cultivate the Great Way."
Tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM), come to the Yunmiao Palace to perform the apprenticeship ceremony.
After speaking, a faint light flashed, Immortal Lord Yunmiao vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.
Han Xuanji was somewhat puzzled by Immortal Lord Yunmiao's quick departure.
Are all powerful beings in the upper realms so unpredictable in their actions?
Yunmiao Palace.
Elder Qingmu was just worrying about how to help Su Ming catch up with Jiang Hao's progress when he saw Immortal Lord Yunmiao return.
I was just about to ask what to do.
Without even closing his mouth, Immortal Lord Yunmiao walked into the palace.
"Could it be that Master had planned this all along?"
Qingmu was overjoyed and was about to speak.
Immortal Lord Yunmiao laughed:
" Qingmu, hurry up and get ready, don't embarrass yourself tomorrow."
"Um?"
Qingmu looked completely bewildered.