"My master specifically instructed me to come and pick you up in person, lest you be kidnapped on the way."
Leng Qianshuang's tone was somewhat teasing, revealing her strong interest in this junior brother.
After all, she had followed Mo Chenxiao for many years and knew her master's temperament well.
Accustomed to laziness and finding troublesome, he has never shown much interest in taking on apprentices.
Over the years, although many people have tried to become Registered Disciple, the master has always treated them with indifference, rarely even bothering to see them.
This time, however, they actually went to a remote place like Thousand Souls City to snatch people away.
She racked her brains but couldn't understand what kind of person could make her master care so much.
During that time, they didn't even tell her who it was, only telling her today.
Leng Qianshuang's gaze swept over Han Xuanji several times, making Han Xuanji feel a chill run down his spine.
She looked at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.
Han Xuanji concealed his aura extremely well. On the surface, he appeared to be just an ordinary cultivator at the Eternal Dao Master Perfection, with nothing earth-shattering about him.
Just as she couldn't physically examine a prisoner closely, she pursed her lips, somewhat unwilling, but didn't pursue the matter further.
Okay, I'm just kidding.
Leng Qianshuang withdrew her gaze, reverting to her previous aloof demeanor, though a lingering smile remained between her brows.
"Master is already waiting in Nine Mysteries City, and has even specially organized a disciple-acceptance ceremony for you. This is a privilege I don't even receive. If you have nothing else to do, let's set off now."
Han Xuanji nodded, taking one last look at the familiar faces in the main hall.
Hun Qianxue stood to the side, smiling, without saying much.
Hun Qianling stood beside him, her eyes slightly red, but she tried her best to appear calm.
Wang Ping opened his mouth as if to say something, but then swallowed it back and just waved his hand forcefully.
Li Tiantong, on the other hand, remained calm. He hadn't been in Thousand Souls City for long, so it was impossible for him to say that he was reluctant to leave.
Han Xuanji did not leave Thousand Souls City alone this time.
He planned to take both Hun Qianling and Li Tiantong with him.
Wang Ping had originally intended to give the other party a chance, but the other party felt he was too mediocre and refused before he could even speak.
Han Xuanji didn't say much. Everyone has their own ambitions, and once he arrived in Nine Mysteries City, he didn't actually have much energy to help those around him.
"Senior sister, I want to take two people with me when we leave, is that alright?"
Leng Qianshuang listened to Han Xuanji's request but didn't ask any further questions. She merely glanced at Hun Qianling and Li Tiantong beside him and nodded indifferently.
"Master only told me to bring you back, he didn't say I couldn't bring anyone else."
Since they're your people, take them with you."
Let's go.
A silvery-white light spread from her fingertips, as if tearing a slit in the void.
The opening rapidly expanded, transforming into a gate of light several feet high.
Han Xuanji was somewhat surprised, but he quickly realized that this was the strength of Eternal Sage. The other party was Dao of Space and Time, so crossing this space should be nothing to him.
He had no reason to linger in Thousand Souls City, since from the moment he arrived, it was destined to be just a stopover, and he would have to leave sooner or later.
Through the portal of light, one could vaguely sense a powerful fluctuation in spacetime.
Let's go.
Leng Qianshuang was the first to step through the portal.
Han Xuanji glanced back in the direction of Thousand Souls City, then followed after them.
Hun Qianling took a deep breath and followed suit.
Li Tiantong was the last to step in, and the portal slowly closed behind them, as if it had never existed.
Seeing the group leave, Hun Qianxue felt inexplicably sad, but quickly adjusted his mindset.
He felt that Han Xuanji would probably come back someday.
On the other side.
Nine Mysteries City.
At this moment, the south gate was wide open, and on both sides of the gate stood an elite team of armored soldiers, holding long halberds and with solemn expressions.
Inside a restaurant.
A group of scions of prominent Aristocratic Clan gathered together, discussing something.
"I heard that His Majesty the Holy Lord has taken on a new disciple and attaches great importance to him, even inviting some important figures to the event."
These scions of the Aristocratic Clan all deeply admired the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, and at this moment their hearts were filled with envy for him.
"I wonder who's so lucky."
Many of these scions of the Aristocratic Clan are also the pride of their clans, and they are usually extremely arrogant, but now they are incredibly sour.
The most powerful in Nine Mysteries City is naturally the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, who is of noble birth and powerful. Next are the several great Aristocratic Clan with Holy Lord lineages. Other Sage Aristocratic Clan are much weaker. Unless a Holy Lord- level being is born, ordinary Sage Lineage in Nine Mysteries City are very mediocre and cannot participate in the top circles.
"I have met the Holy Lord before. If one could become a disciple of such a figure, breaking through to the Sage would be a piece of cake..."
"Nonsense! If even Sage like you can't break through, do you think the Holy Lord would even notice you?"
At the highest point of the restaurant, two figures stood side by side.
A man with shoulder-length blue hair, a handsome face, and a hint of laziness and nonchalance in his eyes.
The other man was tall with a square face, holding a glass of wine, and looking down at the crowd.
The blue-haired man shook his head, downed the drink in his glass in one gulp, his voice tinged with amusement and a hint of sourness:
"Our ancestor is truly biased. We descendants have never seen him care like this before. I heard he even personally prepared a grand gift for that kid, but we don't even know what it is."
The tall man didn't reply, but only looked at the figures slowly approaching below. After a long while, he finally spoke:
"Our ancestor had his reasons for doing things."
"Our talents are limited; if we demand too much, we will only humiliate ourselves."
Although their aptitude is stronger than that of ordinary people, it is still limited. Reaching the level of Eternal True God with the help of bloodline power is the limit. It is difficult for them to even step into the Sage Realm Stage, and it is also a long way off for them to switch to cultivating the Dao of Principle, as their comprehension is insufficient.
Even among the descendants of powerful individuals, not everyone can revert to their ancestral bloodline.
Even if one's bloodline is at its ancestral level, their comprehension is not necessarily high.
The main reason is that the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord only had a few wives, and their cultivation levels were not very high, so naturally no powerful figures emerged among his descendants.
The blue-haired man curled his lip:
"The logic is sound, but it still feels a bit uncomfortable to read."
"What skills does that kid have that make the patriarch value him so much?"
The tall man was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
"I don't know, but it's definitely not something we can imagine."
This is a harsh reality.
The Nine Mysteries Holy Lord didn't care much about these mediocre descendants.
Aside from his first few generations of blood relatives, he showed no concern for his descendants.
Of course, no matter what, if they are his descendants, even if their talent is poor, they are still much stronger than ordinary people, and they will receive a fixed annual salary and be allocated a cave abode. Those with outstanding talent will also receive additional rewards.
But over the years, even the most outstanding descendants have only been accepted as Registered Disciple by the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, and they rarely see this ancestor on ordinary days.
Several figures suddenly appeared outside Nine Mysteries City.
"Senior sister, are there any rules we should be aware of in Nine Mysteries City?"
Han Xuanji asked.
Upon hearing this, Leng Qianshuang tilted her head and thought for a moment, then replied seriously:
There are quite a few rules, but you only need to remember one thing.
You are Master's personal disciple. In this Nine Mysteries City, you can do whatever you want. If anyone offends you, just tell me.
Han Xuanji nodded.
I understand.