“Senior Sister, she is the only disciple I've ever taken a liking to. I absolutely cannot let her lose to them! She is still so young; she can't handle that kind of setback.”
Ye Qing stood in place, completely devoid of any imposing aura, looking at her with a pitiful expression.
“The girl will definitely be named on the Spiritual Body Board. If we add her talent on top of that, it's only to be expected that she will be targeted. Tell me, what do you plan to do?”
Ye Qingluan's tone was calm. Looking at his pitiful state, she felt somewhat helpless.
Ye Qing lowered his head in deep thought for a few moments, keeping his hands behind his back as his fingers rubbed against each other.
“Senior Sister, I know very well that Lu'er has outstanding talent. However, time is pressing, and I still need to carefully consider the specific details.”
“We should also take this opportunity to have her fade from the public eye to prevent various factions from prying.”
Ye Qingluan nodded. The two discussed a bit more and completely finalized Jiang Lu's cultivation plan.
“Alright. Although she will have to fade from the public eye later on, now that you've officially taken her as your disciple, we must naturally prepare the apprenticeship ceremony.”
Hearing this, Ye Qing eagerly stepped forward to massage her shoulders, his tone filled with flattery.
“Senior Sister, that is exactly what I was thinking. I'll have to trouble you to arrange everything.”
Ye Qingluan nodded. After he left, she summoned the Grand Elder.
Each elder had their own duties, managing the various affairs of the pavilion.
The matters regarding accepting disciples were managed by her Second Junior Sister, who was now the Grand Elder of the Medicine King Pavilion.
Upon receiving the invitation letters, the various factions harbored their own thoughts.
There had long been rumors that the fellow Ye Qing had taken a young disciple while outside. However, so much time had passed without anyone seeing her true face that they had assumed it was merely a rumor.
Now, it seemed it was indeed true.
That old man Ye Qing had extremely high standards and had rejected countless hopeful disciples over the years. Now that he had suddenly accepted one, this person must surely possess something extraordinary.
Naturally, they were going to watch the excitement.
“Yao'er, the few of you will come with me. Elder Ye Qing of the Medicine King Pavilion is accepting a disciple, so we must naturally go to witness the ceremony.”
“Understood, Master.”
Fu Yao nodded, her heart filled with anticipation to see this genius.
She had witnessed many geniuses leave his place in tears, yet now he had actually taken a disciple. Naturally, she was curious.
Not only her, but the cultivators who had been rejected by Ye Qing were also holding a grudge, wishing to go and investigate. They wanted to see what made that cultivator so special—if they had all been rejected, why was she worthy of being accepted as his disciple?
Dong—
Three long, resonant bell tolls echoed from the main hall, spreading throughout the entirety of Xuwu City.
The people in the city immediately stopped in their tracks, turning their gazes toward the center of Xuwu City—where the Medicine King Pavilion was located.
There had been rumors of Elder Ye Qing accepting a disciple just a few days ago, so today must be the day.
Many cultivators wore envious expressions, wishing they could go to the scene to witness the grand occasion.
Although it was only a core elder accepting a disciple, the scale of the ceremony was comparable to that of sect masters or the holy sons and holy daughters of various factions.
There were only five core elders in the Medicine King Pavilion, and now that the last of them was accepting a disciple, no one would want to miss it.
No one knew what the people in the city were thinking, but upon hearing the bells, the cultivators within the pavilion scrambled to make their way to the inner sect's main hall.
If they were late, there wouldn't be any spots left for them to watch.
They had long heard that Elder Ye had taken a young disciple, yet no one had seen her true face. Now, they could finally see her in person.
This was Elder Ye's youngest disciple, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, she might be his only disciple. The prestige of this position went without saying.
As for why they said she would be his only disciple, it was naturally due to Ye Qing's notoriously snobbish and stubborn temperament.
A spiritual mirror slowly flew out from the hall, gradually expanding until it was the same size as the hall itself. It stood firmly above the main hall.
Inside the pavilions on both sides, music cultivators slowly filed in, holding various spiritual instruments—some held short flutes, others pipas, and some long zithers.
Guided by the celestial attendants, they stood or sat on either side, waiting only for the command to begin playing their music.
Outside the main hall, countless tables and chairs were set up on both sides for the representatives of various factions, elders, and disciples to watch.
The other disciples could also stand on either side to watch.
As everyone took their places, they saw a deep voice slowly emanate from the spiritual mirror, and lines of text began to appear along with the sound:
【Medicine King Pavilion · 72nd Generation Disciple · Ye Qing · Apprenticeship Ceremony for Direct Disciple】
Time: Celestial Law Era · Year 129,994 · 4th Month · 1st Day
Once the voice faded, the image shifted to display the real-time scene inside the main hall...
Inside the main hall, celestial attendants lined both sides with trays in hand. Ethereal music drifted through the air as the attendants bustled about with their respective tasks.
“Not bad, this outfit really suits you!”
Qin Yan'er pulled Jiang Lu over and helped her change into the robes of a direct disciple. Purple was the color of honor; as direct disciples, their attire combined light purple with white.
The collar and cuffs were embroidered with the purple-gold patterns unique to the Medicine King Pavilion.
Jiang Lu's hair was styled in a simple sky-pointing bun wrapped with a silk ribbon. On either side, she wore two buyao hairpins unique to the Medicine King Pavilion, the tips of which carried the pavilion's distinct elixir fragrance.
She looked left and right in front of the mirror. This outfit was truly beautiful, radiating an ethereal, immortal charm.
Seeing Jiang Lu's self-satisfied look, the other female disciples pursed their lips and smiled.
Ye Qing walked over, and seeing Jiang Lu's appearance, he smiled dotingly. This girl.
She was indeed his disciple.
Ye Qing wore his elder robes—a purple outfit draped with a golden shawl, from which the aura of the Great Dao seemed to flow.
His hair was tied up high, a stark contrast to his usual style of letting it hang slightly loose. A jade hairpin secured his hair, making him look exceptionally elegant and noble.
Afterward, he waited to the side with Jiang Lu and Qin Yan'er...
As the final ring of the nine bell tolls faded, the melodious sound of zithers rose, and the music cultivators on both sides began to play.
The music echoed through the mountains, and the entire venue fell silent as cranes slowly soared and circled in the sky.
The Grand Elder slowly walked beneath the main seat, holding a golden scroll.
Her voice was resonant, gentle yet firm, carrying in all directions:
“The bell has tolled nine times, a moment for heaven and earth to bear witness! The auspicious hour has arrived. Fellow Daoists, please be silent!”
As her words fell, the celestial music stopped.
The Grand Elder's voice continued to ring out:
“The purple aura rises from the east as the sun ascends. Thank you, fellow Daoists, for traveling thousands of miles to gather here and witness Elder Ye Qing of our Medicine King Pavilion accept his direct disciple, Jiang Lu. We shall now conduct the apprenticeship ceremony to pay tribute to our ancestors.”
“First, we respectfully invite the Pavilion Master to ascend the main seat! Elder Ye Qing, please take your place at the apprenticeship seat!”
As her words fell, the image on the spiritual mirror shifted, and two figures slowly stepped into the main hall.
“Disciple, I will head over first. Once you hear the summons later, just follow your senior sisters to the main hall.”
After saying this, Ye Qing departed first with the other disciples.
The entire venue was silent, all eyes gathered on the figures in the main hall.
Clad in her purple robes, Ye Qingluan slowly ascended to the main seat under everyone's watchful eyes. Ye Qing followed behind her and took his seat below.
Within the hall, the pavilion's elders and the inner and outer sect disciples lined both sides, their sleeves hanging lightly. No one made a sound; only the spiritual bells on the eaves chimed softly with the wind.
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