And so, under Ji Zining's orderly supervision, the disciples of the Ziwei Holy Land formed a long line in the square.
Some disciples of the Ziwei Holy Land who had failed to secure a place near the front could not help wringing their hands and sighing.
If they had reacted a little faster, wouldn't they have gotten Divine Son Hall's autograph sooner?
The Ziwei Holy Land disciples who succeeded in getting Ji Zining's autograph were overjoyed. They hurriedly sent messages to their friends, showing off the fact that they had received her autograph.
Upon learning that Divine Son Ji Zining was signing autographs in the square outside the meeting hall, the Ziwei Holy Land disciples who had been too busy to come watch the fight jolted.
Without hesitation, they put down everything they were doing and rushed to the meeting hall.
What could be more important than getting Divine Son Hall's autograph?
When Divine Son Hall's might eventually bore down on the True Martial Dao Domain, they too could proudly bring out Ji Zining's autograph,
And tell the world that Divine Son Hall had given it to them back then!
How could a few trivial matters compare to such an important event?!
Some of these disciples even regretted not being willing to set aside what they had been doing earlier.
If they had watched Divine Son Hall fight, wouldn't they have had even more to brag about?
In the square.
As Ji Zining rapidly signed autographs, she glanced at the ever-growing crowd around her.
At that moment, Ji Zining suddenly felt a headache coming on.
What had possessed her to give these people autographs?
There had to be several hundred thousand of them, right?
How long would it take to sign them all?
How had she not known the Ziwei Holy Land had so many disciples?
This was still the inner area, and only inner disciples and core disciples could come here.
Thankfully, they were not in the outer area. Otherwise, if the outer disciples joined in too, wouldn't they work her to death?
Time passed, and the sun slanted westward. Amid the dreary signing, Ji Zining spent a "pleasant" afternoon.
Indeed, Ji Zining was feeling very "pleasant" now!
So "pleasant" that she was almost a little neurotic.
After signing an autograph for the last disciple, Ji Zining glanced around and saw that all the disciples had received one.
Without a second thought, she turned into a streak of light and flew toward the Divine Mountain.
"Everyone, until we meet again!"
She was afraid that if she stayed any longer, more Ziwei Holy Land disciples would arrive.
She did not want to sign any more autographs. After signing all day, she could hardly recognize her own name.
The trouble was, her name was too complicated. Ji Zining had so many strokes, and she had written them over and over who knew how many times.
Now Ji Zining finally understood what it meant to reap what one sowed.
What she had done today was exactly that. She had brought this suffering upon herself!
But when Ji Zining thought of how her autographs could encourage these Ziwei Holy Land disciples, she suddenly felt less miserable.
At least the day had not been wasted.
In the square outside the meeting hall.
The many Ziwei Holy Land disciples looked bewildered.
Divine Son Hall had left?
They subconsciously glanced in the direction Ji Zining had just departed, but they could not see even a ghost of her.
Good heavens, how had Divine Son Hall left so quickly? She had vanished in less than a breath.
Just then, many late-arriving Ziwei Holy Land disciples came excitedly to the meeting hall.
But after looking around for a while without seeing Ji Zining, they could not help growing suspicious.
"Where's Divine Son Hall? Wasn't she signing autographs here? Where did she go?"
As they spoke, they could not help looking enviously at the disciples wearing robes bearing Ji Zining's signature.
Hearing this, the Ziwei Holy Land disciples who had received autographs pointed in the direction Ji Zining had gone.
"Divine Son Hall saw that there was no one left and flew away."
She had already flown away...
Hearing this, the late-arriving Ziwei Holy Land disciples felt as if they had been struck by a bolt from the blue.
They had rushed as fast as they could, but were they still a step too late?
On the jade square of the Divine Mountain.
Ji Zining sat down cross-legged and let out a long breath of turbid Qi.
"That was close. Good thing I ran fast, or I wouldn't have been able to leave."
"What a sorry state I've gotten myself into as Divine Son."
With that, Ji Zining could not help giving a self-mocking smile.
Just as she had left, she had sensed Ziwei Holy Land disciples on their way.
Frightened, she had hurriedly used the Divine Expansion Step to speed up and leave before those disciples arrived.
Ji Zining glanced at the sky and saw that it was already dusk. She composed herself and could not help feeling a little anticipation.
Midnight would soon arrive again, and it would be time to sign in.
What kind of reward would she receive from this sign-in?
As for cultivation techniques, she already had Divine Rank Upper Grade techniques above Emperor Rank for all three methods of cultivating her essence, Qi, and spirit, so she lacked none.
It was probably unlikely that she would get another cultivation technique from a sign-in.
As for weapons, she had the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Sword, stored in the System Space, still unused.
For now, the Saint Rank Supreme Grade Void-Soaring Sword was enough for her normal battles, so there was no need to replace it.
As for divine abilities, the Eye of Insight she had just awakened was a support ability that raised the upper limit of her combat strength and made her fighting style more versatile.
Her Saint Rank High Grade sword Dao divine ability, Sword Slashes the Eight Desolations, could now unleash its second slash after she reached the Spirit Transformation Realm. The slashes beyond that were still somewhat strenuous.
Ji Zining estimated that if she went all out, she could barely manage the third slash at most!
But after using it, she would inevitably lose so much spiritual power that she would temporarily lose the combat strength granted by her spiritual power cultivation.
At her current Spirit Transformation Realm First Layer cultivation, she must not unleash the third slash of Sword Slashes the Eight Desolations unless absolutely necessary.
Her movement divine ability, the Divine Expansion Step, was also Saint Rank High Grade, just like her sword Dao divine ability. Ji Zining was quite satisfied with it.
After all, it was a movement divine ability of the highest grade below Emperor Rank, so it could not be bad.
Overall, though, Ji Zining felt that her divine abilities were still somewhat lacking.
If this sign-in gave her a new offensive divine ability that was useful to her, her means of fighting enemies would also improve.
Otherwise, relying on Sword Slashes the Eight Desolations all the time was a little too one-dimensional.
Ji Zining took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to cultivate.
To tear open space, one had to possess Saint Realm combat strength.
As long as she could tear open space, traveling or doing anything else would become much more convenient.
Ji Zining's current cultivation goal was Saint Realm combat strength, the minimum required to tear open space!
As she cultivated, the sun set completely. Day turned to night across the True Martial Dao Domain, and a crescent moon rose.
At a certain moment, a system notification suddenly rang out in Ji Zining's mind.
"The sign-in cooldown has ended. One sign-in opportunity has been unlocked!"
"Host, would you like to sign in now?"
Ji Zining abruptly opened her eyes and said in a low voice,
"System, sign in now!"
After cultivating and waiting for two or three hours, midnight had finally arrived.
What reward would this sign-in bring? Ji Zining felt a little anticipation.
"Signing in..."
"Congratulations, Host! You have obtained the Divine Rank Upper Grade sword Dao divine ability, Heaven-Slaying Sword-Drawing Technique!"