Han Xuanji smiled and shook his head, saying nothing more.
He gestured for everyone to disperse, leaving only Li Taiqing and a few disciples to ask about matters of cultivation.
His master was no longer just their guide, but also their greatest support in establishing themselves on this Eternal Continent.
When he became powerful, all those who followed him felt secure.
He had to continue down this path, so he didn't have much time to guide these disciples.
However, his disciples had no complaints. After all, Han Xuanji had always acted this way; in fact, it was like returning to a familiar pattern.
Han Xuanji gestured for Li Taiqing and several disciples to stay, while he himself sat back in the main seat.
Since he entered the Eternal Continent and then joined the Nine Mysteries Palace, he has spent increasingly longer periods in seclusion, and has indeed neglected the cultivation of his disciples.
Although he is not one to readily express gratitude to his teachers, he always remembers that these people followed him all the way because they believed in him.
"I've spent most of these years in seclusion. I wasn't able to personally attend when you all broke through to higher realms. As your master, I've been rather irresponsible."
Han Xuanji spoke, his tone carrying a rare hint of apology:
"I'll offer this as a belated congratulatory gift today. The path of cultivation is long, and these are just small gifts from your teacher."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve, and numerous spiritual lights flew out from his sleeve, each landing in the hands of several disciples.
Each ray of light contained a treasure, each with a different color and a different aura.
Li Taiqing, whose talent was slightly inferior, had a cyan-gold jade book in his hand. It was warm and smooth, with faint Dao patterns flowing around it. It was a Dao book specifically designed to assist in comprehending the Dao and accelerate the refining of Spiritual Qi. Although it was only of the eighth rank, it was a top-grade auxiliary cultivation treasure whose value far exceeded its rank.
Nangong Wenjian, who was focused on the way of the Sword Dao, now had a three-foot-long green blade in his hand. The blade was as cold as autumn water. When the sword was drawn half an inch, fine Sword Intent would leap out, as if it could stir up the fierce power between heaven and earth. It was a divine sword of the ninth-order Dao artifact level.
As the disciple with the highest talent, Yun Wuji received a Seven-Colored Profound Origin Fruit, which was the last one Han Xuanji had left over from his cultivation, and was used to help him forge a top-level Dao foundation.
The other disciples also received unique items, including divine fruits to strengthen their constitution, jade pendants to ward off Heart Devil, and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to enhance their physical bodies...
The disciples held the treasure, their eyes filled with undisguised gratitude, yet they were at a loss for words. They simply bowed in unison, their voices more solemn than usual.
"Thank you, Master."
Get up.
Han Xuanji waved his hand and then said to the crowd:
"Your talent is not lacking, but remember, the more talented you are, the more you need to be patient and not blindly pursue rapid breakthroughs. I will personally test your cultivation when I have time."
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up with excitement, and they quickly agreed.
Seeing this, Han Xuanji didn't say anything more and dismissed everyone.
After everyone dispersed, Han Xuanji began a new round of cultivation, starting with some Divine Ability techniques and secret arts that could be used at the Eternal True God stage. He also began to figure out his increased power, so as not to make a fool of himself and not be able to control his own power when fighting others.
He wasn't in a hurry to squander those Eternal Point Count.
Signing in is nice, but you can't let it disrupt your routine; you should still save some entries.
When we get to the place where we're supposed to sign in, we'll definitely sign in properly.
Decades have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this morning, Han Xuanji was practicing a combat secret technique called " Return to Origin Technique " from the Ten Directions Return to Origin Instruction. This technique could amplify one's own true essence and multiply the power of other Divine Ability abilities, making it a top-tier secret technique for enhancing combat strength.
"The selection process for the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet is approaching. Xuanji, come to the Nine Mysteries Hall immediately."
Suddenly, a voice transmission came through, and Han Xuanji opened his eyes and stood up:
"Is it starting so soon?"
He certainly wouldn't miss the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
After tidying up briefly, he pushed open the door, walked through the corridor, and made his way to the Nine Mysteries Hall.
The hall remained deserted, with only Mo Chenxiao and Leng Qianshuang present.
Han Xuanji thought it was better to have fewer people, as too many people would easily lead to disputes.
It's likely that the master held this belief, which is why he didn't take on too many disciples.
Upon seeing Han Xuanji arrive, Mo Chenxiao leaned back in the main seat, a smile flashing in his eyes:
" Xuanji, you've arrived."
Han Xuanji bowed and stood still in the hall.
Mo Chenxiao didn't say much and went straight to the point:
" The Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet is a grand gathering of the nine supreme powers. You should understand what it represents. As the Dao Master, our Sacred Court can only obtain five slots this year."
To ensure fairness, a selection battle is held every year, with the strongest members of the Sacred Court recommending candidates to participate. Through layers of screening, only the most outstanding figures of the Sacred Court in this generation pass the selection.
You are my personal disciple, and you have the achievement of clearing the Nine Mysteries Saint Realm. Your reputation is already enough, but whether you can go or not depends on your own ability.
Han Xuanji nodded and asked:
When will the selection process begin?
"One month later, the Sacred Court headquarters will begin its Seeking Dao Sacred City."
Mo Chenxiao replied:
"The selection process for this Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet is extremely rigorous, and everyone knows it's being held on our home turf. Therefore, many are deliberately suppressing their cultivation levels to participate, making the competition incredibly intense. Xuanji, I know your strength, but don't underestimate the people of the world."
Leng Qianshuang also chimed in:
"That's right. The Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet only restricts cultivation level, not age. Many people there have probably cultivated for more than a hundred times longer than you, and their strength should not be underestimated."
Is it necessary...?
Han Xuanji was somewhat shocked. Was it really possible for someone to suppress their cultivation level for tens of thousands of years just to participate in this selection battle?
"Of course it's necessary."
A deeper meaning appeared in Mo Chenxiao's eyes:
"Many people lack opportunities, but this is a great chance to make a name for yourself. Even if you don't get a spot in the end, you might still catch the eye of some people, and some might even deliberately use these people to eliminate threatening targets. Do you understand?"
"Is this even possible? Does the Saint Emperor not care?"
Han Xuanji seemed to be deep in thought.
These people are like thugs; what they seek is not to fight on behalf of the Sacred Court, but rather enormous profits.
"That's in accordance with the rules..."
Mo Chenxiao quickly steered the conversation back on track.
"But ultimately it comes down to strength. Xuanji, what is your current level?"