Bai Ling'er's words seemingly indicated that she did not have a Dao companion either, but in truth, they contained an unspoken sentiment that needed no explanation—they were all waiting, waiting for their Master's return.
Until then, matters of the heart and thoughts of finding a Dao companion were not a priority for them.
Although the Heavenly Human Sacred Land was jointly supported by the ten founding disciples, there was a subtle difference between the first five and the latter five.
That was, the first five disciples were children raised by Gu Changyuan himself.
Over a thousand years ago, when Gu Changyuan first arrived in this world, he had nothing. Getting people to join an obscure, even dilapidated so-called "sect" was easier said than done.
His primary targets were children.
Preferably those who were homeless, abandoned by their families, or displaced.
To put it nicely, they were young, their temperaments unfixed, and highly malleable, making it easy to cultivate loyalty and a sense of belonging from a young age.
To put it bluntly... children were easy to trick.
At that time, Ye Qingxue, Lin Jingyu, Bai Ling'er, Yue Lingxi, and Xiao Yi perfectly met Gu Changyuan's requirements.
Ye Qingxue was a little beggar struggling at the bottom, lacking food and having tasted the fickleness of human nature at a very young age.
Lin Jingyu came from a mortal family. Because he revealed an astonishing talent for the Sword Dao, he attracted the covetousness of a local minor cultivation sect, leading to the extermination of his family. He was heavily injured and near death when Gu Changyuan saved him.
Bai Ling'er was born with an Exquisite Dao Heart, able to vaguely perceive the truth and falsehood in people's hearts. Because she spoke the "truth" without restraint as a child and her family failed to recognize her heaven-defying talent, she was cold-shouldered and despised. Gu Changyuan appeared and took her away.
Yue Lingxi was born with a special soul body that unconsciously emitted fluctuations affecting the emotions and spirits of those around her. Viewed as an ill omen by her family, she was tragically abandoned in a desolate forest. It was Gu Changyuan's appearance that saved her from the mouths of wild beasts.
Xiao Yi came from a small alchemy family that was exterminated by evil cultivators. On the verge of death, he accidentally awakened, bursting out with his final strength before falling to his last breath, and was similarly picked up by Gu Changyuan.
At that time, all five were still tender children. It was Gu Changyuan's appearance that gave them a place they could call "home."
He gave them food, clothing, and shelter, and more importantly, he gave them hope, inheritance, and unreserved teaching and care.
This kindness and bond, acting as both father and master by reaching out a helping hand in their darkest hours, had long been deeply branded into the depths of their hearts.
As for the latter five disciples, Gu Changyuan found them one after another after the sect had shown a bit of improvement.
They were generally older than the first five when they joined, but due to the order of entry, they still respectfully called Ye Qingxue and the other four their senior brothers and sisters.
Although Gu Changyuan taught them with the same care and devotion, the emotional bond of relying on each other in humble beginnings and raising them with his own hands was ultimately slightly different.
Hearing Bai Ling'er's answer, Gu Changyuan did not say anything more.
Matters of the heart and Dao companion marriages were all personal destiny and could not be forced.
As their Master, he would only respect his disciples' choices. Even if they chose to remain alone and focus on the Great Dao, so what?
His, Gu Changyuan's, disciples—he could naturally afford to raise them and protect them.
...
Two hours later, Gu Changyuan's divine sense swept over the council hall. After confirming that all the elders' auras were stable and the refinement process was going incredibly smoothly, he did not linger.
The integration of the Supreme Bone would take at least a few days. With the help of Gu Changyuan's array, it would still take at least eighteen hours.
As long as there were no mistakes early on, the rest would naturally fall into place, and there was no need for him to keep watching.
Returning to his familiar room, Gu Changyuan saw Gu Xing'er sitting on the edge of the bed at a glance.
Her two short little legs dangled in the air, her large eyes staring straight at her toes. Not knowing what she was thinking about, her small face was filled with a spaced-out, adorable look.
The moment Gu Changyuan appeared, she sensed his familiar aura, immediately lifted her head, and her eyes instantly lit up.
Gu Xing'er quickly jumped off the bed, her bare little feet pattering as she ran toward Gu Changyuan, opening her short arms.
Gu Changyuan's heart softened. He bent down and scooped the little girl up, holding her in his arms.
Little Xing'er immediately wrapped her arms around his neck in satisfaction, burying her small face in the crook of his shoulder and rubbing against it.
Carrying her to the bed, Gu Changyuan lay down.
After a thousand years away, this bed was still exactly as he remembered it. He had to test if it was still comfortable.
As for setting up the grand teleportation array, with his current strength, he could simply separate a divine sense avatar to take full charge of carving the runes. His main body didn't need to act at all; he only needed to step in at the final step to complete the formation.
With that thought, Gu Changyuan simply lay down on the bed holding Gu Xing'er, and before long, he fell into a deep sleep.
Gu Xing'er nestled in his warm embrace, smelling the faint, crisp scent on him. She blinked her eyes and soon drifted off to dreamland as well.
...
The next day, just as the sky showed a touch of pale white, Gu Changyuan opened his eyes right on time.
The little girl was sleeping soundly, her pink little mouth slightly pouting, occasionally smacking her lips unconsciously, wondering what delicious food she was dreaming of.
Gu Changyuan carefully got up, tucked her in, and then tiptoed out of the room.
Today was the second day of the Heavenly Abyss Sacred Ceremony. According to custom, elders needed to oversee the plaza to host and supervise the assessment process.
However, at this moment, all the elders were in secluded cultivation in the council hall refining the Supreme Bone, clearly unable to spare themselves.
It was a good opportunity to personally see the grand occasion of the Sacred Land recruiting disciples nowadays.
In the courtyard, Bai Ling'er had already been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Gu Changyuan appear, her eyes instantly curved into crescents, and a smile rippled across her face:
"Good morning, Master."
"Mhm, good morning, Ling'er."
Gu Changyuan returned a smile and nodded.
"Let's go. We'll head to the Heavenly Abyss Plaza to take a look at the Sacred Ceremony."
Before his voice had even faded, he took Bai Ling'er and transformed into two streaks of light, instantly appearing at the elder seating area at the very top of the steps of the Heavenly Abyss Plaza.
At this moment, the high platform of the elder seating area at the edge of the plaza was completely empty. Meanwhile, at the plaza entrance, dozens of Sacred Land disciples were lined up in an orderly manner, their expressions respectful and focused.
When they saw Bai Ling'er and the unfamiliar man in dark clothes beside her, all the disciples were momentarily stunned. They then quickly straightened their backs and bowed respectfully:
"Greetings, Third Ancestor!"
Bai Ling'er nodded slightly, her crisp voice spreading across the entire plaza:
"Today's Sacred Ceremony assessment will be overseen by the two of us. Let it begin immediately."
Overseen by an Ancestor personally?
The disciples could hardly conceal the shock on their faces. Although they had countless doubts in their hearts, no one dared to ask too many questions. They merely replied in unison.
Following that, they composed themselves and returned to their respective posts, preparing to guide the cultivators from all over the Nine Heavens Realm—who had long been waiting on the outskirts of the plaza—to enter in an orderly fashion and begin today's assessment.

with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!

rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!

lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”