Chapter 364: Personal Disciple Ceremony (2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
However, the concentration of immortal spiritual energy was still increasing. It was extremely quiet on the cloud top. All the cultivators stared fixedly at Shen Ping, who was stepping on the white jade steps.
At this moment, they had already felt the benefits brought about by the immortal spiritual energy.
The magic powers in their dantian were greedily and hungrily absorbing the immortal spiritual energy emitted by the golden words. No matter what feelings they had for Shen Ping, they had to admit in their hearts that if he had not advanced to become a personal disciple, they would not have had the chance to see and absorb this immortal spiritual energy.
The master of Spring Garden, who was sitting on the dark red throne, looked at Shen Ping who was walking up step by step and slowly stood up. His eyes were filled with smiles, but there were traces of tears hidden in the depths of his smiles. Master! The five continents and four seas have not iet you down. The inheritor of the Beast Scripture that you have been searching for is right in front!
At this moment, Shen Ping had already stepped onto the cloud top. He looked straight ahead and looked at the twelve carriages floating in the hall. Magic powers circulated in his dantian, and then he bowed according to etiquette. At the same time, he said in a deep voice, “Personal Disciple Shen Ping greets Hall Master Yueling!”
Hall Master Yueling stretched out his hand and pressed it in the air. He smiled and said, “Okay.”
Then, there were other experts like Xing Ling and Chen Yao. When the last greeting sounded, the entire peak suddenly fell silent. The sound of wind, breathing, and spiritual energy fluctuation completely disappeared.
Ding, Dong, Qiang, Chi…
In the sky, a voice as thin as a mosquito gradually sounded in the ears of every cultivator. Then, the voice became louder and louder.
Many cultivators seemed to hear the sound of the cauldron’s flames burning, the sound of the talisman pen falling on paper, the sound of the array formation condensing, the sound of equipment colliding, the a.s.sembly of puppets, the chirping of beasts…
When the voices gathered like a tide, the crisp sound of water dripping into the spring shook the minds of all the cultivators. Swoosh! Swoosh! All the cultivators raised their eyes at the same time and looked at the sky.
A warm white light quietly condensed there. As the light faded, a majestic phantom that was like the Lawful Embodiment of Heaven and Earth walked over. Every step she took, a lotus-like ripple formed under her feet, and it trembled in the surrounding s.p.a.ce with visible ripples.
Everything around her seemed to have disappeared. All that was left in everyone’s eyes was this holy and dignified… towering phantom that was like a banished immortal.
Shen Ping could not help but feel shocked. This was the first time he had seen the Head Hall Master on an official occasion. Although her vast aura did not have a trace of pressure, it made people revere her. She was completely different from the dignified and virtuous master he had seen in Jingsi House.
“This is my master! The most powerful cultivator in the five continents and four seas!” As his thoughts fluctuated, a warm white figure with a thousand appearances floated above the palace. The towering phantom behind her disappeared, but there were cauldrons, array discs, talismans, puppets, and other phantoms condensed around her.
“Shen Ping.” A gentle voice sounded.
Shen Ping’s emotions dissipated. When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly bowed and said, “Disciple is here!”
“Are you willing to become my personal disciple?”
“Disciple is willing!”
“Alright, from today onwards, Shen Ping is my personal disciple and will inherit the core inheritance!”
“Greetings, Master!” Shen Ping bowed.
Next were blessings and greetings. They were mainly to accept the congratulations of many Hall-level, Pavilion-level, and other elders. At the same time, they would exchange a few pleasantries to get to know each other and also lay the foundation for taking charge of the True Treasure Pavilion in the future.
Eight to ten hours pa.s.sed. The sunset dyed the sky red.
The Personal Disciple Ceremony finally ended.
Fire Spirit Hall.
He had just returned to the hall when w.a.n.g Yun, Yu Yan, Bai Yuying, and the other Dao companions lay on the jade floor with weak legs. Although they had been standing in the carriage and could not sense the pressure of tens of thousands of cultivators and many powerful sect’s grand elders, the invisible pressure made them extremely tense.
It was just like attending the Foundation Establishment Banquet back then. It was simply unbearable. It could be said that they had only been able to last until now because of their wills.
Shen Ping was fine. The Treasure Round Purple Insignia Mystic Clothes he was wearing had a special aura to isolate it. In addition, he had seen the main hall masters and the Head Hall Master before, so he did not feel much psychological pressure. However, after a day, he still felt mentally exhausted.
After all, it was quite troublesome to exchange pleasantries with so many Hall Masters and higher-ups.
“Yun’er, Ying’er… go back to the bedroom to cultivate first. Huoyu, don’t go into seclusion in the quiet room for the next few days. Recover your spirit first and go back into seclusion in a few days.” Shen Ping instructed.
Although Pei Huoyu was preparing for the Nascent Soul condensation previously, she did not begin to break through. Instead, she continuously polished her Golden Core magic powers and adjusted her mental state. The opportunity to condense her Nascent Soul would last for a period of time before it arrived. Most cultivators would be fully prepared.
Therefore, when she knew that Shen Ping was going to hold the personal disciple ceremony, Pei Huoyu ended her seclusion without any hesitation. “Yes, husband.”
Not long after his wife, concubines, and Dao companions left, Shen Ping was about to go to the quiet room to adjust when he saw Deacon w.a.n.g appear at the entrance of the Fire Spirit Hall.
“Greetings, Personal Disciple Shen!”
The ceremony ended so Shen Ping’s status was truly comparable to the main hall. Even if his cultivation level was only at the Golden Core realm, as long as the other cultivators below the main hall level saw him, they had to bow.
Furthermore, if the other sects in the Zhongsheng Continent knew Shen Ping’s ident.i.ty, they would also bow. Hence, this time, Shen Ping was no longer humble. “What brings you here, Deacon w.a.n.g?” He asked.
Deacon w.a.n.g hurriedly said, “Since you’ve become a personal disciple, the main hall has arranged a small floating spiritual peak for you. The guards, spiritual peak guards, servants, and so on need you to take a look. If you have any requirements for their cultivation and strength…”
The personal disciple was not just a t.i.tle. It was also not a simple change in status. It involves the distribution of many benefits.
For example, the small floating spiritual peak was an exclusive cultivation place that only the main hall-level Sacred Envoys, Hall Masters, and other experts were qualified to have. Almost every spiritual peak was a Level 8 spiritual vein, and cultivating there was twice the result with half the effort. Many cultivators wanted to enter, but no one had the chance, even the core skill members of the Glory Ranking.
Now that Shen Ping had become a personal disciple, there were many core members competing for the spots of guards and servants in this small spiritual peak. Of course, before the Personal Disciple Ceremony, no one knew that Shen Ping would be bestowed with a small spiritual peak because there had never been a personal disciple before.
However, as long as this news spread, it would definitely cause a commotion in the various halls.
Not to mention that other than the cultivation environment of the small spirit peaks, there were also restricted resources, the Beast Spirit Pool, the Beast Scripture Pavilion, and other special core resources.
Deacon w.a.n.g could not help but remind him, “Personal disciple Shen, you have to be careful with these spots. If you don’t want to trouble yourself for the time being, you can apply to stay in the Fire Spirit Hall. It won’t be too late to choose after you become a Nascent Soul.”
Shen Ping immediately understood what Deacon w.a.n.g meant. Benefits often meant storms. He had only been in the True Treasure Pavilion for a short period of time. He was not familiar with the Mountain Fire Hall and the Dan Hai Hall either. If he rashly chose a spot, it would definitely cause some things. For example, if he let Deacon w.a.n.g or Hall Master Shan Huo choose, there would be connections involved. If he chose it himself, no one knew the character of the guards and servants.
The most important thing was actually the arrangement of restricted and core resources.
Although Shen Ping did not care about external matters, he was very clear about this in his heart. Back when he became a guest elder of the True Treasure Pavilion, there were many open and hidden conflicts in a station. Especially every time he went to the private pavilion to drink tea, it was very easy for him to encounter those female cultivators who “worked hard” for him to see the door.
“Thank you for your reminder, Deacon w.a.n.g. My stay in the Fire Spirit Hall is quite smooth. I’m not in a hurry to move to the small floating spiritual peak.” The level-seven spirit vein of the Fire Spirit Hall was enough for him, his wife, and his concubines. Once they moved, the higher-ups of the other halls would definitely come to visit. It would be difficult for them to focus on studying cultivation techniques. With the protection of the Mountain Fire Hall in the Fire Spirit Hall, it could save them a lot of trouble.
Deacon w.a.n.g smiled and said, “Personal Disciple Shen, you’re too polite. In that case, I’ll report it immediately.”
A few days later, the teams of the other sects left the True Treasure Pavilion one after another. The commotion caused by the ceremony gradually calmed down. Just as Shen Ping was about to cultivate the third volume of the Puppet Beast Scripture, a message came from the Head Hall Master.
“Disciple, come to the Beast Scripture Pavilion..”