bullyxtreme Chapter 1883
Chapter 1883
This was also the first time Chen Xuan had seen Qiu Zixian unleash the complete Demonic Illusionary Sound Technique. Looking at the purple lines coiled around the heart, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes—
This Illusory Sound Demonic Path was even more bizarre than he had imagined. Seeing that the three of them were indeed in a sorry state, he nodded slightly to Qiu Zixian.
With a flick of her finger, Qiu Zixian sent the purple lines back instantly, disappearing into the void.
She rose from the throne, and the demonic phenomenon behind her slowly dissipated, leaving only a faint purple mist that vanished with a gust of mountain wind.
"Hahaha! Heaven blesses my Heartless Holy Land!" The man in green could no longer contain himself and stroked his beard as he laughed, his eyes shining like two stars—to encounter two geniuses who could crush his personal disciples during a disciple-acceptance ceremony was a rare occurrence, perhaps only happening once every few centuries.
If it weren't for his status, he would have wanted to drag Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian directly into the sect to report the good news to the sect leader and elders.
"Qiu Zixian, there's no need for further testing; you're directly promoted to personal disciple!" the man in green announced loudly, his voice echoing across the mountain peak.
"From this day forward, you two will be the personal disciples of my Heartless Holy Land. After the disciple-acceptance ceremony concludes, a True Immortal Elder will choose a master for you!"
Fearing that his two precious children might run away, he hurriedly added, "If you don't have servants to protect you, I'll take you to the disciples' residences within the sect right now. The spiritual energy there is abundant, and there are dedicated servants to attend to you..."
"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Chen Xuan took Qiu Zixian's hand and swooped down, landing beside Yu'er and the other six women. "I want to wait for my Daoist partners to join the sect together. I have traveled hundreds of millions of miles for the sake of the reputation of the Heartless Holy Land, and I will not leave easily."
Seeing his resolute attitude, the man in the green robe stopped pressing the matter and turned to shout at the cultivators still observing below:
"The rest of you, each choose a corridor to enter! Those who can get past the core disciples will become core disciples of my Heartless Holy Land; those who cannot, leave on your own and do not linger here!"
With Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian's excellent examples as precedents, the cultivators were as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and their original hesitation and fear disappeared.
Some gripped their magical treasures tightly, while others made hand seals to prepare themselves. They all took to the air and rushed toward the ninety-nine corridors that glowed with a ghostly light—if even two rogue cultivators could become disciples, they might be able to pass the core test!
"Go ahead, Zixian and I will wait for you here." Chen Xuan looked at Yu'er and the other six with gentle eyes. "Don't worry, with your strength, you'll be fine."
"Husband, just you wait!" Yu'er was the first to respond, transforming into a streak of azure light as she darted out. The hem of her azure skirt drew a bright arc in the air as she rushed directly into the nearest corridor. The mist was dispersed by her spiritual energy, revealing the black stone-paved path inside.
Zhanxin, Lin Yuyao, and Piaoxue followed closely behind—Zhanxin gripped the divine sword, her movements swift and agile.
Lin Yuyao was surrounded by a pale golden spiritual light, and her divine aura was faintly leaking out; Piaoxue transformed into a white shadow and silently slipped into the depths of the corridor.
Finally, only Zi Mo and Tian Xing remained. The two stood there, their fingers slightly clenching their sleeves, their eyes filled with a hint of tension.
Chen Xuan stepped forward, gently patted their shoulders, and said encouragingly, "Don't be afraid. You've followed me through so many dangerous places over the years, and your combat experience is much stronger than that of the core disciples in the corridor. Believe in yourselves."
Zi Mo and Tian Xing exchanged a glance, nodded, took a deep breath, and transformed into two beams of light, rushing into the corridor.
After the six women disappeared into the mist, Chen Xuan put his arm around Qiu Zixian's waist, leaned close to her ear, and said with a smile, "That move of controlling the mind with demonic sound just now was really amazing."
A warm breath brushed against her ear, and Qiu Zixian's ear tips instantly turned red. She tried to pull away gently, but couldn't. She could only lower her head and whisper, "Be careful, there are people watching..."
"What's wrong with my Daoist partner being affectionate?" Chen Xuan chuckled, not only not letting go, but holding her even tighter and kissing her cheek—the gesture was natural and intimate, making the cultivators around who hadn't yet entered the corridor both envious and helpless.