klisemfg Chapter 1905
Chapter 1905
Chen Xuan and the others gathered around the oath screen to examine it closely. They saw that among the flowing golden hieroglyphs, the strictest restrictions were only two: "No one shall betray the sect" and "No one shall kill one another among fellow disciples."
Without complicated rules and regulations, this relaxed oath is just the source of the sect's confidence. There is no need to use rules to restrain disciples; people are willing to devote themselves to the sect.
"If anyone finds this oath too harsh, they may withdraw now." Jue Wuqing sat on the main cloud bed, his voice not loud, but it seemed to touch everyone's heart, carrying the unique composure and majesty of the holy land, "My Jue Wuqing Holy Land will send someone to escort you out of the Qingye Realm, so that you may seek another path to immortality, and we will not make things difficult for you."
Without the slightest hesitation, the eighteen raised their hands in unison, pale golden light condensing in their palms. Following the ruthless voice, they recited the oath, word by word:
"I am Chen Xuan!"
"I am Qiu Zixian, Shang Yu, Bai Lingfei, Qing Tian Yu'er, Zhan Xin, Lin Yuyao, Huang Daoji..."
"By the Heavenly Dao, I hereby formally join the Sacred Ground of Heartless Love, and will share the glory and disgrace of my sect! I will never betray my sect in this lifetime, and I will never fight against other sects outside! If I break this oath, may I be punished by both gods and men, and may my body perish and my soul be annihilated!"
As the words fell, eighteen golden oath patterns rose from the palms of the crowd, wrapping around them like ribbons, and finally merging into the star map on the dome of the hall.
At that moment, Chen Xuan clearly felt that there was an invisible bond between him and the Holy Land of Heartless Love, as if even the spiritual energy in the air had become exceptionally close.
The ten elders, eight great preservers, and even the ruthless gaze in the void softened considerably in an instant.
In particular, several elders who had secretly observed Qiu Zixian were completely relieved after sensing the pure oath fluctuations on her body—the oath of the Heavenly Dao is the most impartial. If Qiu Zixian were truly related to Xia Jiuyou or harbored ill intentions, she would have already been devoured by the Heavenly Dao and turned to ashes.
Even Jue Wuqing, who initially harbored some doubts, nodded slightly, all the scrutiny in his eyes fading away.
"Huang Daoji and Huang Feiyan, would you two be willing to become my disciples?"
The first to fly down from the cloud bed was an elder with white hair and beard. He wore a gray-white Taoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns and a black jade thumb ring around his waist. Although he looked old, he landed with light and steady steps. The spiritual energy flowing around him revealed a spirit that was no less than that of a young person.
Huang Daoji and Huang Feiyan exchanged a glance, their eyes bursting with joy—being personally named by a True Immortal Elder was an opportunity they never dared to dream of!
The two bent their knees almost simultaneously, their knees striking the bluestone ground with a soft thud, their voices trembling uncontrollably: "Disciple Huang Daoji (Huang Feiyan) greets Master!"
The elder smiled and nodded, a soft spiritual light condensing at his fingertips, transforming into a semi-transparent hand that gently lifted the two of them up: "Alright, come back to your seats with me."
The two were enveloped in a spiritual light and ascended into the air, landing steadily on the cloud bed behind the elder—the cloud bed was made of condensed cloud fluff, with a faint spiritual light emanating from its edges, making it look exceptionally comfortable.
Immediately afterwards, an old man dressed in a dark red robe flew down, the words "Offering" embroidered in gold on his sleeve. His gaze swept over the crowd, and he called out the names of three core disciples: "The three of you, are you willing to follow me to cultivate the 'Great Dao of Body Refinement'?"
The three quickly kowtowed and were led away by the old man. The tension in the hall intensified—watching their fellow disciples being taken away one by one, the remaining disciples' palms were sweating.
"Wow—"
A white whisk sliced through the air, and a middle-aged woman in a Bagua robe landed on the ground. The whisk wisps glowed with a faint spiritual light, and the hem of her robe was embroidered with intricate array patterns. Her gaze swept across the crowd for a moment before finally settling on the quietest person, Zi Mo.
"Zi Mo," her voice was gentle yet resolute, "I am the only True Immortal in the sect who specializes in the Great Dao of Array Formations. Would you be willing to become my fourth disciple?"
Chen Xuan, Yu'er, and the others immediately showed joy and looked at Zi Mo.
Zi Mo looked up and exchanged a glance with Chen Xuan—Chen Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes full of encouragement.