Chapter 78: Chapter 78: Ye Xue Becomes a Disciple

“Lu Xuanji, considered to have decent aptitude… but compared to those with Dual Spirit Root, Anomalous Spirit Root, and Celestial Spirit Root, he’s far inferior. What virtues or abilities does he possess to earn the favor of the Golden Ancestor!” The cultivator surnamed Wu curiously asked.

“I don’t know either, it’s said he was lucky back then to pass the Golden Ancestor’s third test!”

Ning Yuan said leisurely, recounting the three tests back then.

The first test assessed the purity of True Essence, the second test assessed comprehension, and the third test assessed luck.

“I see, perhaps the Golden Ancestor, occupying Purple Sun Mountain, owed a debt of cause and effect to the Lu Family and is repaying it!” The cultivator surnamed Wu shook his head, offering a reason.

“Perhaps so!”

Cultivator Ning Xing said, “However, if the Golden Ancestor wants to establish a Spiritual Mountain, he could do so anywhere. Why choose Purple Sun Mountain? Purple Sun Mountain has good fortune, and so does the Lu Family. A mountain doesn’t have to be high to be famous if it has an Immortal; water doesn’t have to be deep to have spirits if there are dragons. Because of the Golden Ancestor’s presence, the Spirit Vein of Purple Sun Mountain has been elevated from Third Grade to Fourth Grade, something the Lu Family couldn’t have achieved even after hundreds of years.”

The cultivator surnamed Wu said, “The Lu Family hit the jackpot!”

“Indeed!” Ning Yuan said, “But the Lu Family can only stand with the Golden Ancestor. It’s said that the Golden Ancestor had some discord with an ancestor from the main sect, hence leaving the main sect and arriving at Qingshui Commandery, at Purple Sun Mountain.”

“Enough!”

The cultivator surnamed Wu immediately said in fright, “The Golden Core Ancestor is not someone we can casually talk about, stop now.”

Ning Yuan also realized something, instinctively shutting his mouth, his expression slightly terrified.

The Golden Core Ancestor is not someone they can discuss at will.

If the Golden Core Ancestor gets angry, directly striking them down, they would deserve to die.

“The Lu Family is about to have a stroke of luck!”

The cultivator surnamed Wu sipped his Spirit Wine, a hint of bitterness flashed in his eyes.

Originally, the patriarch planned to take action against the Lu Family but feared the Golden Ancestor, so he couldn’t.

…

In the VIP room, Lu Xuanji raised a glass, the Spirit Wine exuding a subtle spiritual charm, with a faint fragrance wafting.

He raised the glass, drank the Spirit Wine in one gulp.

Immediately, he felt his Essence, Qi, and Spirit become lively, his entire body experiencing an indescribable feeling of comfort, with every pore cheering, even his soul seemed to be washed, being cleansed and brightened.

Liu Hongyi sat opposite, her slim figure accentuating perfect curves, her bright eyes shimmering with light, her lips slightly curled, she said, “This wine is called Soul-Cleansing Wine, it can cleanse the impurities of the soul, making the Divine Soul more pure and perception sharper. How does fellow Daoist find it?”

“It tastes great!”

Lu Xuanji said.

“Occasionally drinking one or two cups is not very useful, with limited self-improvement. But if you drink Soul-Cleansing Wine every day, it can enhance soul strength and even slightly improve aptitude.” Liu Hongyi said, “If you join the Ancestor’s sect, you can drink Soul-Cleansing Wine every day.”

Lu Xuanji smiled but did not reply, instead drank another mouthful, saying, “Last night, my Lu Family was attacked by Demon Cultivators, thanks to the Golden Ancestor’s intervention. Otherwise, the news you would hear today, fellow Daoist, would be of the Lu Family’s annihilation!”

Speaking, he took out a Storage Bag.

Handing it over, these were the spoils from the Demon Cultivators.

Liu Hongyi took the Storage Bag, only glanced at it briefly, and said, “Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment while I report to the master!!”

With that, she turned and left.

…

Whoosh! Whoosh!

On the summit of Purple Sun Mountain, there was a garden.

Within the garden, spirit flowers converged, red and blue intertwined, exuding a faint fragrance, fresh and deep, elegant and calm.

Amidst hundreds of flowers, there was a woman in a white dress, lazily lying on a vine chair, seemingly asleep, heavenly purple clouds turned into streams, falling, entering her entire body, slowly refining.

Outside the garden, four maids stood on either side, dressed neatly in light blue and white sword robes, with three-foot-long blades on their backs, like statues, perfectly blending with the surroundings, indistinguishable from it. Butterflies landed on their heads, yet they remained motionless.

At this moment, a woman in a white palace dress, with a graceful figure, came over; it was Liu Hongyi.

Arriving at the garden’s entrance, she stopped and patiently waited.

After about half an hour, a voice was heard.

Only then did Liu Hongyi enter the garden, at this moment, the Golden Ancestor seemed like a mortal woman, watering the spirit flowers.

“Master, the Dan Yang Sect has not yet sent news, but cultivators have already arrived in advance to celebrate, numbering in the hundreds.”

Liu Hongyi spoke respectfully, as humble as a maid.

“Understood!”

The Golden Ancestor said calmly, having finished watering the spirit flowers, began using a hoe, loosening the soil of the ground.

“Ancestor, cultivator of the Lu Family, Lu Xuanji, has already arrived, thanking the Ancestor for saving their lives, also presenting the Demon Cultivators’ Storage Bag!”

Liu Hongyi spoke, presenting the Storage Bag.

The Golden Ancestor took the Storage Bag, only briefly flipped through it before throwing it aside as if discarding trash.

“Understood!”

“Hongyi, dismiss!” said Liu Hongyi, bowing and leaving.

In the void, a terrifying aura emanated, and simultaneously a voice was heard.

“The Elders of Dan Yang Sect have decided to grant Qingshui Commandery and Beichen Commandery to the Golden Dawn Ancestor!”

The voice spread around, heard by cultivators within a ten-mile radius, looking up only to see a woman in palace dress, standing in midair five hundred meters high, graceful figure, hair styled into a cloud bun, a red plum mark at her forehead, flower-like beauty, skin like snow, an impressive chest, with graceful and captivating demeanor.

Underfoot, colorful white clouds floated, holding a decree, as if an Immortal had descended.

“Outrageous, granting indeed!”

Liu Hongyi listened, her eyes turned red, chest slightly heaving, Sword Qi rising, almost turning into killing intent.

The master is the Golden Core Ancestor, who has the right to use the term granting?

“Long Xuan, you may go!”

The Golden Ancestor spoke.

At that moment, Long Xuan flew into the high sky, clad in a white sword ensemble, Sword Qi surging like a living sword.

Endless Sword Intent pressure, like mountains and seas, continuously assaulted forth.

One sword suppressing the world.

One sword shattering all techniques.

“Sister’s skills are impressive!” the palace-dressed woman opposite smiled, a faint pressure counterattacked, ice-cold pressure overwhelmingly descending.

Sizzle!

Sizzle!

Sword Intent and ice intent collided, although not engaging, the surrounding Spiritual Qi fluctuated intensely, like a breeze stirring up.

After three moments of confrontation, Long Xuan retreated three steps, chest lightly heaving.

The female palace-dressed counterpart merely retreated two steps, flicked the decree over with a hand tremor.

“Thank you, Dan Yang Sect, for granting the Two Commanderies!” Long Xuan accepted the decree, suppressing the anger within.

One was granted, the other presented, the difference was vast.

“Junior Sister Ye Xue, since you’ve arrived at Purple Sun Mountain, why not pay a visit to the Ancestor!” Long Xuan said.

“Of course!”

Ye Xue nodded in agreement.

The colorful clouds beneath her feet retracted, following Long Xuan into Dan Yang Sect.

The two women entered Purple Sun Mountain, later reaching the summit.

Entering the garden, only to see the Golden Ancestor still hoeing, still tending to the land.

“Long Xuan, step back!”

The Golden Ancestor spoke.

“Yes!”

Long Xuan withdrew.

Only Ye Xue remained alone.

“I already know your purpose, I am not suitable for you, step back!” The Golden Ancestor put down the hoe, calmly spoke.

“Golden Ancestor, I wish to take you as my master!”

At this moment, Ye Xue was no longer arrogant and proud, but respectfully said, “I have an Ice Spirit Root, detected my Spirit Root at six, began cultivation at eight, reached Foundation Establishment at thirty, ascended to Purple Mansion at eighty, now at the Ninth Layer of the Purple Mansion at two hundred and forty, with a five percent success rate in forming the Golden Core.”

“In Chu Country, I am worthy of the title of prodigy, also a Sword Cultivator, willing to apprentice under the Ancestor.”