Han Xuanji stood up and stretched her limbs.
He pushed open the door, walked through the long corridor, and arrived at the palace's front hall.
Hun Qianling and Li Tiantong had already chosen their own accommodations and were sitting in the hall. When they saw him come out, they both looked over.
You've come at the perfect time.
Han Xuanji sat down in the hall:
"I've just arrived in Nine Mysteries City and I'm not very familiar with the rules here yet."
If you two are free, you could help me walk around and gather information, see what forces are involved, and see if there's anything worth noting.
Hun Qianling nodded:
"I was just looking around anyway; this place is many times bigger than Thousand Souls City."
Li Tiantong nodded in agreement, naturally following Han Xuanji's lead.
"Leave it to us."
Han Xuanji smiled:
"Alright, then thank you for your hard work. There's no need to rush; improving your cultivation level is the most important thing."
The two responded and then got up and went out.
Han Xuanji didn't actually need them to gather information. The reason he sent them out to collect intelligence was to reduce their workload and give them something to do.
After all, they were newcomers and had received such great benefits for no reason, so it wouldn't be right not to give them something to do.
A few days passed in the blink of an eye.
From dawn onwards, streaks of light have been constantly streaking across the sky above the Nine Mysteries Palace, and figures with varying degrees of strength and intensity, sharp or heavy, are converging from all directions.
Occasionally, the outlines of enormous flying boats flashed through the clouds; some were jet-black warships, others were pure white celestial pavilions, and still others were cultivators riding strange beasts, their imposing presence awe-inspiring.
The news that the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord accepted a disciple was like a boulder thrown into a lake, creating ripples that extended far beyond the Nine Mysteries Prefecture Continent.
The eyes of all the major powers in the Sacred Radiance Domain were focused on this palace floating in the clouds almost simultaneously, and even powerful figures from neighboring domains came to witness the ceremony.
The Nine Mysteries Holy Lord's acceptance of a disciple has drawn attention from powerful figures across the land.
They knew how powerful the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord. Not only did he have an amazing background, but his talent was also unparalleled. He held the number one position on the Sacred Court 'Heaven's Chosen Ranking for eight thousand years until he broke through to the Sage Realm.
He had never encountered an opponent of the same realm. He had suppressed almost all the geniuses of the nine supreme forces of the same era. His most explosive achievement was that he fought against Eternal Sage with the body of Eternal True God and was undefeated. He was simply a monster among monsters.
" The Nine Mysteries Holy Lord has taken on another disciple? I remember his last disciple was a long time ago, right?"
"When Leng Qianshuang became his disciple back then, he only invited a few acquaintances. This time, he actually sent out invitations to many people?"
"It seems this new disciple holds a much higher place in his heart than Leng Qianshuang did back then."
"I'm curious, what kind of person could possibly warrant such a grand gesture from the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord, whose standards are so high?"
"You don't know? I heard it's the young man who won the Principle Conference in Thousand Souls City, his name is Han Xuanji."
" Thousand Souls City? What kind of figures could come from such a remote place?"
"Don't speak too soon. He defeated that Sword Dao genius from the Ling Household, and he also defeated someone with the Saint King Bloodline. That's the Saint King Bloodline! That kind of bloodline would make someone a top talent in any faction, yet he still lost to him."
Discussions rose and fell in the square outside the Nine Mysteries Palace.
Countless representatives from various forces, Rogue Cultivator, and scions of the Aristocratic Clan crowded the viewing seats on both sides of the square, all their eyes fixed on the high platform in the center of the square.
The high platform is made of white jade, with nineteen steps, each engraved with mysterious array patterns, which faintly shimmer with spiritual light under the sunlight.
On the high platform, many seats were arranged, the most eye-catching of which was a dark gold throne with nine cloud patterns engraved on its back, each pattern containing unfathomable Daoist charm.
That's the position of the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord.
At this moment, several figures were already standing on both sides of the seats. Leng Qianshuang stood first on the right, her expression indifferent. Her silver-white robe swayed gently in the breeze. Although she was stunningly beautiful, no one dared to look at her twice, as everyone knew that she had a bad temper.
The crowd in the square grew larger and larger.
Some people whispered among themselves, some waited quietly, and many others stood on tiptoe, peering towards the main gate of the Nine Mysteries Palace.
Among the crowd, Ling Cang and Ling Xuan stood together. Although they weren't in the front, they could still clearly see the situation on the platform.
Ling Xuan's gaze swept across the crowd, and he whispered to Ling Cang:
"Brother, do you think this is a bit over the top?"
Even now, he is still somewhat shocked that Han Xuanji became a disciple of the Holy Lord.
Ling Cang did not answer immediately. He remained silent for a moment before speaking, his tone calm and without much emotion:
"He could even handle the Saint King Bloodline Xiao Yan, the Holy King; this kind of situation is nothing to him."
Ling Xuan clicked his tongue, wanting to say something, but ultimately didn't.
He originally thought that after the Principle Conference, Han Xuanji's name would spread, but that would be all. After all, the Eternal Continent was vast and boundless, and the impact of a Principle Conference champion on a single region was ultimately limited.
But now, the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord has personally accepted him as a disciple, putting him in the spotlight of the entire Nine Mysteries Prefecture and even the Sacred Radiance Domain.
Even Ling Xuan, who had seen a bit of the world, couldn't help but be a little dazed by this treatment, imagining whether he would have fainted from excitement if it were him.
Ling Cang seemed to have read his mind and added casually:
"His ability to defeat Xiao Yan has already proven his worth."
A returnee of the Saint King Bloodline, among the younger generation in the entire Sacred Radiance Domain, there are very few who can rival him.
Han Xuanji won, which means he has at least reached that position.
Ling Cang only recently learned that " Yan Xiao " was actually named Xiao Yan, the Divine Son of the Great Sheng, a returnee of the Saint King Bloodline, and now a personal disciple of a powerful figure in the Sacred Court. Yet, even such a person was defeated by Han Xuanji.
Therefore, he was not jealous at all that Han Xuanji become a disciple of the Holy Lord. On the contrary, he felt that if Han Xuanji could not become one, then no one else was qualified.
Ling Xuan nodded thoughtfully. He didn't think Han Xuanji was unworthy, but he was a little surprised by the grand ceremony.
After all, the Nine Mysteries Holy Lord has never liked making such a grand spectacle.
He didn't ask any more questions, but his gaze returned to the high platform.
On the other side of the square, a blue-haired youth stood under a corner pillar, his hands behind his back, gazing towards the high platform.
The tall man stood beside him, and neither of them spoke.
The blue-haired youth's gaze held a complex mix of emotions, a mixture of jealousy and a desire to see for himself what made the person so special to the patriarch.