The guests from the four regions were nurous, all entering Xuantian, forming a long line, walking up the ancient stairs.
The scorching sun was high in the sky, and it was not until noon when most people had already climbed the mountain that Mo Wangchen finally also ascended along the stone steps.
The sunlight poured down, scorching the earth, and due to years of exposure, parts of the ancient stairs were cracked from the heat.
"Brother Mo!"
Just as Mo Wangchen was about to reach the top, a person from the disciples welcoming on both sides suddenly stepped out, cupping his hands towards him, "The senior disciple has been waiting for you for so ti."
"So it’s Brother Yue." Mo Wangchen smiled, recognizing the person as Yue Qian.
"The senior disciple specifically instructed to see you and personally lead you into the sect and settle you in," said Yue Qian, smiling with evident reverence.
Though they addressed each other as brothers, Yue Qian understood the significant gap between himself and Mo Wangchen.
Currently, he remained just an ordinary disciple of the Xuantian Sect, whereas Mo Wangchen had already beco a renowned young king figure in the world.
"There’s no need for such formality, I can go in by myself. Today is the ceremony for Xuantian’s establishnt as a Sacred Land, you must have many things to do, don’t worry about ," Mo Wangchen waved his hand.
Yue Qian, not being pretentious and knowing Mo Wangchen’s character, nodded, "In that case, I won’t entertain further. Brother Mo, please enter the mountain gate, the ceremony is about to officially begin."
After exchanging a few more words, Mo Wangchen hesitated no longer and proceeded alone towards the Xuantian Sect.
"Brother Yue Qian, is that Mo Wangchen?"
Until Mo Wangchen’s figure disappeared, the disciples participating in the welcoming gathered around Yue Qian, faces showing signs of flattery.
Evidently, although Yue Qian was still just an ordinary disciple of the Xuantian Sect, because of his acquaintance with Mo Wangchen, he had gained so prestige among the disciples.
To address a contemporary young king as brother was sothing everyone envied Yue Qian for.
"The ceremony is about to be held. After today, our Xuantian Sect will beco the fifth Sacred Land in the Eastern Desolate. Everyone, return to your positions, let us not make others feel that Xuantian disciples lack discipline," Yue Qian said.
The crowd nodded, excitent bubbling inside. The establishnt of Xuantian as a Sacred Land offered them, the ordinary disciples, great advantages.
Not to ntion the prestige when ntioning their status as Sacred Land disciples, during the establishnt, the Heavens and Earth would bestow a holy aura upon the sect, significantly enhancing the cultivation environnt. From now on, their progress in cultivation within the sect would be much faster.
Above Xuantian, the scenery was beautiful, with exotic herbs and immortal trees planted everywhere, resembling a paradise.
At this mont, people could be seen walking back and forth everywhere in the Xuantian Sect, all cultivators who had co from all regions of the world.
Today was a grand event for the Human Clan, with countless peerless experts from the four regions and many outstanding young talents.
The Purple Extre Saint Heir, Saintess Yunxi, including the Saint Heir from the Qiantian Sacred Land in the Southern Desolate, and Gai Jianchen, the senior disciple of the Heart Inquiry Palace...
Almost all notable talents from the four regions were present today.
"Isn’t that Mo Wangchen? He really ca too!"
Mo Wangchen’s appearance imdiately attracted a lot of attention, as he had beco truly famous after the last battle at Yanshen City, becoming a recent focal point in people’s discussions.
"Jian Yi, the head of the Seven Swords, was defeated and vowed to seclude himself for a thousand years in the Heavenly Martial. Hence, he didn’t co today. However, I heard the Heavenly Martial Saint Heir appeared. I wonder if sothing might happen if he encounters Mo Wangchen?"
"The Heavenly Martial Saint Heir possesses the Undying Sword Body, one of the Supre Divine Bodies of ancient tis, and has mastered the first sword technique of the Eastern Desolate’s history. Since Mo Wangchen defeated the head of the Seven Swords, the Heavenly Martial Saint Heir has probably paid attention to him as well."
The crowd was bustling with discussions, with so many topics to talk about today. The older generation of experts might not have appeared, but the young generation’s talents worthy of attention had all shown up.
"Brother Mo."
As Mo Wangchen wandered throughout Xuantian, a woman suddenly approached him.
It was Mu Ling, the Young Pavilion Master of the Hundred Treasures Pavilion, who, alongside Saintess Yunxi, was considered one of the two peerless beauties of the Eastern Desolate.
"You’ve co too." Mo Wangchen cupped his hands and smiled.
Not only in appearance but in strength as well, Mu Ling was undoubtedly strong enough to be on par with those Saint Level figures of the present.
"The Pavilion Master didn’t co?" Mo Wangchen asked curiously.
"The Hundred Treasures Pavilions are spread across the Eastern Desolate, my father is too busy to free himself, but he did send his regards, and I’ll present them during the ceremony later," Mu Ling said.
After speaking, she glanced at Mo Wangchen, "I just t Sister Luo Qing earlier. She ntioned that you’ve been staying within Yunxi in the past two months?"
Mo Wangchen nodded, there was nothing to hide.
"Brother Mo, you really know how to keep secrets. If Sister Luo Qing hadn’t told , I wouldn’t have known you’re actually a Ninth Grade Holy Rank Alchemist, with skills far beyond the three great Holy Masters of the Eastern Desolate." Mu Ling suddenly remarked, looking at Mo Wangchen.
Mo Wangchen was surprised; it seed these two had a relationship closer than expected. Saintess Yunxi had shared everything with Mu Ling.
"Brother Mo, rest assured, I’m not a child, I naturally understand what should and should not be said. I won’t divulge your Ninth Grade Holy Rank Alchemy Dao skill, not even my father knows."
"That’s for the best, I wouldn’t want unnecessary trouble," Mo Wangchen said.
If his identity as an alchemist were to spread, the Eastern Desolate would surely have many people seeking him to concoct pills. Right now, he was busy with cultivation and didn’t want to waste ti dealing with those people.
"Brother Mo, you truly are a strange person. With such high Alchemy Dao skills, if you were to reveal it, who in this world wouldn’t respect you? Yet, you prefer to keep it hidden, as if you’re afraid others would know," Mu Ling said, puzzled.
"Sotis, isn’t that also a trouble? My strength is ultimately still too low, without ans of self-preservation. If soone with ill intentions were to co, I wouldn’t be able to resist," Mo Wangchen shook his head.
"Brother Mo."
As they walked and talked, several figures suddenly appeared ahead of them, all young faces. The leading person was soone Mo Wangchen wasn’t unfamiliar with; it was Gai Jianchen, the senior disciple of the Heart Inquiry Palace, whom he t once last night at Juxian Manor!
At this mont, along with Gai Jianchen, there were four others, three n and one woman, who were not present at last night’s gathering.
"Senior Brother Gu, is this the Mo Wangchen you ntioned before?"
The only woman beside Gai Jianchen spoke, smiling as she glanced at Mu Ling, not too concerned, her gaze finally resting on Mo Wangchen.
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