Eighty floors! Someone finally climbed to the eightieth floor!
An inner sect disciple! The Tianyan Sect's first inner sect disciple!
My god! Even honorary disciples get Earth-grade Nascent Soul cultivation techniques. What would an inner sect disciple cultivate?
Could it be... a Heaven-grade technique?
Heavens! A Heaven-grade technique! That's the stuff of legends! Not even the four great families have one!
The Murong family is going to strike it rich!
What does that Xiao Chen have to be so arrogant about? No matter how much of a genius he is, could he have a Heaven-grade technique? Could he have a Soul Formation Venerable as a master?
I'll love the woman you don't!
I'm going to the Murong family to propose marriage tomorrow!
Brother, how much did you drink to get this drunk? Look in the mirror before you speak!
......
The crowd boiled over, the discussions growing louder in waves.
Some were envious, some jealous, some shook their heads and sighed, and some clapped and cheered.
Was the Murong family finished?
No, the Murong family was about to turn things around.
Not far away, Zhao Feng was arranging missions for disciples to go down the mountain. Hearing the commotion, he abruptly raised his head.
Eighty floors!
Since the founding of the Tianyan Sect, the first disciple to climb to the eightieth floor!
He was hesitating whether to inform the Master.
Just then, a faint voice rang directly in his ear:
Bring her up.
Zhao Feng paused his steps and laughed self-deprecatingly.
The Master possessed immense magical powers; how could he not know!
He straightened his robes and stood respectfully at the entrance of the Heart-Asking Pavilion, waiting.
A moment later, the pavilion doors slowly opened.
Murong Yanran walked out.
Zhao Feng took a step forward, bowed, and spoke with utmost respect:
Miss Murong, the Master invites you!
Murong Yanran hurriedly stepped aside.
Lord Zhao, I wouldn't dare accept such courtesy!
Not to mention that Zhao Feng was now an outer sect elder of the Tianyan Sect, essentially the sect's secular representative.
Even back in Azure Cloud City, Zhao Feng was not someone her Murong family could afford to offend.
He had a Golden Core sect backing him, and he himself was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm, while her father was only at the mid-stage.
Zhao Feng just smiled, his tone still respectful.
Miss Murong, please!
If it were before, the Murong family indeed wouldn't even be fit to carry his shoes.
But now, things were different!
Once she was taken in as a personal disciple by the Master...
Zhao Feng recalled the scene of the eldest miss practicing a few days ago, and his scalp went numb.
Although he was at the early Golden Core stage and Liu Ruyan was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, a whole major realm apart.
But that one finger attack... Zhao Feng knew he couldn't block it!
......
Master, I've brought her!
Lin Yan put down his fishing rod, turned his head, and his gaze fell on Murong Yanran.
The young girl was sixteen or seventeen, wearing a plain white dress with a pale green ribbon tied around her waist. Her black hair was pinned up with a simple wooden hairpin.
Her skin was as white as snow, her features elegant, her nose delicate, and her lips pale.
Lin Yan's eyes lit up slightly.
What a beautiful girl!
You may leave first, Lin Yan waved his hand.
Yes! Zhao Feng took his leave.
Only the two of them were left in the garden.
Murong Yanran kept her head down, able to hear her own heartbeat thumping like a drum.
She took a deep breath, crossed her hands, knelt down, and pressed her forehead against the bluestone slab. Her voice was clear but carried a trace of trembling.
This humble girl, Murong Yanran, greets the Master.
Lin Yan leaned back in his recliner, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly.
You don't need to call me Master.
Murong Yanran's body stiffened slightly.
She raised her head, saw the faint smile on Lin Yan's face, and her heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough!
Not just anyone had the right to call him that.
She was just someone who had barely climbed the eightieth floor... Murong Yanran hurriedly lowered her head, her voice softening.
Forgive my offense, Senior. Yanran overstepped.
Lin Yan paused for a moment, then laughed.
What was this girl thinking?
He sat up straight, his tone gentle.
Don't be nervous. Your ability to climb to the eightieth floor of the Heart-Asking Pavilion shows that you have an affinity with me. Are you willing to be my personal disciple?
Murong Yanran abruptly raised her head, her eyes wide.
A personal disciple?
Not an inner sect disciple, but a personal disciple?
I am willing! This disciple is willing!
She kowtowed heavily three times, her forehead knocking against the bluestone slab with a thud.
Ding! Target Murong Yanran detected, initial loyalty 80%, can be accepted as an inner sect disciple.
Accept as an inner sect disciple, Lin Yan muttered in his heart.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully taking in an inner sect disciple! Reward: Inner sect disciple trait extraction chance x1, Sect points +100.
Ding! Disciple Murong Yanran's loyalty detected to be over 80%, reward: Sect Master trait extraction chance x1.
Hey!
Lin Yan's eyes lit up.
He asked inwardly, Sys, does loyalty over 80% before taking a disciple also count?
Why wouldn't it count?
Lin Yan was amused.
This system was quite something!
He looked at Murong Yanran, his tone becoming more solemn.
From today onwards, you are my third disciple.
Murong Yanran kowtowed again, her forehead pressed against the bluestone slab, her voice choking with emotion.
Disciple Murong Yanran greets Master!
Lin Yan waved his hand. Rise.
Murong Yanran stood up, took two steps back, and stood with her hands at her sides.
Her eyes were red, but the corners of her mouth were turned up.
Third disciple!
She was the third disciple of the Tianyan Sect!
Lin Yan leaned back in his recliner, looking at her, his tone casual.
Why did you want to join the Tianyan Sect?
Murong Yanran didn't dare hide anything and explained everything in detail.
Three years ago, she went to the Xiao family to break off her engagement, injuring Xiao Chen's pride, and they made a three-year agreement.
Three years later, Xiao Chen came as promised. At the Great Circle of Qi Condensation, he fought a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator to a standstill and publicly annulled their engagement.
Hearing this, Lin Yan's expression became strange.
Why did this plot sound so familiar?
Breaking off an engagement, a three-year agreement, the king's return, public face-slapping...
So, you want to defeat that Xiao Chen?
Murong Yanran knelt down again, kowtowing heavily.
Yes! This disciple is unwilling to accept this! This disciple wants to personally defeat Xiao Chen and take back her dignity!
This disciple is bold! I implore Master, could you bestow upon this disciple a cultivation technique that counters the fire element!
If she were only an inner sect disciple, Murong Yanran naturally wouldn't dare make such an unreasonable request right from the start.
But since she was an inner sect disciple...
Murong Yanran's eyes rose with a glimmer of hope!
Xiao Chen's fire-element technique was too strong, ridiculously strong, so strong that she couldn't even take a single move.
Lin Yan leaned back in his recliner, tapping his fingers on the armrest.
Countering fire?
He muttered in his heart, Sys, extract that inner sect disciple trait.
Ding! Extracting inner sect disciple trait...
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the trait: Innate Water Dao Body.
Innate Water Dao Body: Naturally possesses an affinity with the Water Dao. Cultivation speed of water-attribute techniques +500%, Dao resonance +50%.
Lin Yan looked at the trait description, his pupils vibrating slightly.
Innate Water Dao Body!!
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