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Busy days always seem to fly by.

Before they knew it, the day of the recruitment conference that Lingxian Sect had advertised arrived.

Today, Xiushui Village so crowded that it's no exaggeration to say it's packed with people.

Compared to the usual visitor numbers at this emerging tourist destination, today's situation is nothing.

Some time ago, the inns in Xiushui Village were already full of people who had arrived early.

The various distinctive folk houses that have sprung up in the village in recent years are also packed with visitors.

Even so, it was far from enough to meet the accommodation needs of those who came to participate in the Lingxian Sect Sect's disciple selection, simply because there were too many people.

To prevent these people from traveling from afar from sleeping on the streets, the village chief of Xiushui Village organized the villagers to make room in their houses for them to stay.

But that's not enough.

Therefore, many people can only stay in nearby villages. Those who are more picky about accommodation, and who couldn't get a guesthouse or a characteristic house, have no choice but to go to Emerald Peak Town or Anqun County instead.

The sun was just rising, but the smooth village roads of Xiushui Village were already packed with people.

It was almost like people were walking side by side, but fortunately Liu Yunan and the village chief had anticipated this situation and had made arrangements in advance for able-bodied men to maintain a stable flow of people.

"Brother Rong, Brother Rong, wait a minute, I'm about to lose sight of you!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Rong and Sister Little Four, you two wait for us."

In the crowd, four small figures struggled to move forward, squeezed through the gaps in the crowd. A boy and a girl walked in front, and two boys followed behind them.

Xie Rong, who was walking in front, turned around with obvious disgust and said:

"Hua Xiao'er, you're really bad at this. You can't even compare to Sister Little Four girl."

Yin Xiaoxiao, whom Xie Rong called "Sister Little Four," was two or three years older than the three boys and was also the tallest among them. Hearing their conversation, she turned around and glanced at the two behind her.

"I always tell you to eat more, but you never listen. Serves you right."

After saying that, she didn't slow down at all; instead, she quickened her pace, her petite figure weaving nimbly through the crowd.

Suddenly, a cheer erupted from the people not far ahead.

Before the people behind could figure out what was happening, they heard a series of crackling firecrackers from the front.

It turned out that the village chief and the villagers had set up an open space in the village's threshing ground, and several strings of firecrackers were being lit.

Then several brightly colored and festive lion dance performers leaped high into the crowd from above!

"Oh--!"

Clearly, none of the visitors expected this scene in Xiushui Village today, and upon seeing it, they spontaneously cheered and applauded.

As the lion dance troupe entered and began their performance, the accompanying musicians, who had been waiting on the sidelines, also started playing drums and gongs.

Xiushui Village even invited a suona player, whose suona melody soared into the sky amidst the lively crowd, pushing the already festive atmosphere to its peak.

This is a celebration ceremony spontaneously held by Xiushui Village for the Lingxian Sect's recruitment conference.

"Prefect Tong Shuzheng of Liaoju Prefecture, representing the imperial court, has come to congratulate the Lingxian Sect on the acceptance of its new leader!"

Amidst the dense crowd, a procession carrying ceremonial guards slowly approached the center, with Tong Shuzheng, dressed in a vermilion official robe, standing out prominently among them.

His entourage was clearly of a much higher caliber than that of a prefect, which obviously reflected his statement that he 'represented the imperial court'.

In fact, the congratulatory gifts from the royal family and the three major sects were all sent to the Lingxian Sect some time ago.

Tong Shuzheng's current actions were specially arranged by the imperial court to demonstrate its high regard for the Lingxian Sect to the people.

On the second floor of a restaurant not far away, a rather old-looking man and a very handsome young man were drinking tea and watching the lively scene at the threshing ground while seated by the window along the street.

Outside, the place was bustling with noise and cheers, but inside the restaurant it was a little quieter.

"I didn't expect the Pusi court to attach so much importance to the Lingxian Sect. Yingzi, are you really sure you want to try cultivating at the Lingxian Sect?" Yuan Jinsheng looked at Shen Yingzi with some concern.

It wasn't that he didn't want his son to cultivate; if he could cultivate successfully, that would be great, since the higher the cultivation level, the longer the lifespan.

But he knew his own son's situation better than anyone else.

With such a chaotic and weak Mixed Spirit Root, it would be difficult to even Drawing Qi into the Body. Furthermore, Shen Yingzi is already quite old, at eighteen years old.

Three years ago, after the campaign against Huanyou Nation ended, Shen Yingzi expressed to Yuan Jinsheng his intention to accept Lin Xiao's invitation to go to the Lingxian Sect for cultivation.

Although Yuan Jinsheng was somewhat surprised, he naturally supported his son's decision.

Therefore, over the past three years, he did not intend to force his son to wait for the Lingxian Sect to start recruiting disciples before he could actually begin cultivating. Instead, he taught him to Drawing Qi into the Body in advance.

However, three years later, Shen Yingzi had only developed a slight sense of Qi, but was still a long way from being able to Drawing Qi into the Body.

Fortunately, Shen Yingzi is not a frivolous person.

Sitting opposite Yuan Jinsheng Shen Yingzi, who was already nineteen years old, had already reverted to male attire a year ago when she was eighteen.

However, her appearance and demeanor are still rather feminine, so she actually looks somewhat like a woman dressed as a man.

He looked up at his father, who secretly hoped more than anyone else that he could succeed in his cultivation, and smiled shyly:

"Father, now that I'm here, of course I'll give it a try. Don't be afraid. The worst that can happen is that I can't complete the cultivation in the end. I can accept that, so don't worry."

Even though he hadn't officially embarked on this path of cultivation for three years, and inevitably felt frustrated, he always remembered his conversation with Lin Xiao.

Although he hadn't been Drawing Qi into the Body in three years, since Lin Xiao had offered him a chance despite knowing his own lack of talent, and he had accepted, he naturally had to give it a try.

So he had already decided that if coming to the Lingxian Sect didn't work out in the end, it wouldn't be too late to give up.

Seeing the clarity in his eyes, a rare firmness within them, Yuan Jinsheng nodded and laughed heartily.

"Your father is being too attached to appearances. If you want to try, then go ahead and try. Your father will accompany you!"

Now, with the help of other countries and the support of his followers, King Zhao Yunzhong has firmly established himself in Huanyou Nation. Yuan Jinsheng was seriously injured in the Execution Stone. Although he managed to keep his Golden Core intact, his strength has been greatly reduced, and he has no chance of advancing further.

Therefore, despite Zhao Yunzhong's repeated attempts to persuade him to stay, he resigned from the important position offered to him and devoted himself to accompanying his son, who was determined to try his hand at cultivation.

Shen Yingzi smiled, revealing two shallow dimples on her cheeks.

"Thank you, Dad."