?Chapter 867: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 864 Attending the Ceremony Chapter 867: Volume 6 Spiritual Treasures Chapter 864 Attending the Ceremony Han Li glanced over and immediately recognized the elder whose eyes shone brightly-it was likely Jin the monster.


    After all, of the three present, only he was at the mid Nascent Soul stage, and seemed close to reaching the peak of this realm.


    As the man with curled hair entered the hall, he didn’t bother with niceties and swept his gaze over Senior Martial Brother Cheng and the others, his eyes finally resting on Han Li, causing his expression to change slightly.


    “This must be Fellow Daoist Han!” said the curled-hair elder with a hint of strangeness in his tone.


    “I have long admired your reputation.


    But shouldn’t you be at the early Nascent Soul stage?


    Has Fellow Daoist Han’s cultivation progressed so rapidly to advance already?”


    “It is Hei Jin, indeed.


    You flatter me.


    I only advanced to the mid-stage not long ago,” responded Han Li as he stood up and bowed slightly, his expression as calm as usual.


    Upon hearing this, the elder’s heart sank.


    “After coming out of seclusion, I heard about your unbelievable divine skills.


    It seems the rumors were somewhat exaggerated, yet not far from the truth,” the curled-hair elder said after a moment of silence, managing a wry smile.


    Han Li smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, but before he could say another word, Senior Martial Brother Cheng laughed heartily and also stood up.


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    “Fellow Daoist Jin, why focus so intently on Junior Brother Han as soon as you arrive?


    Let’s all sit down together, and us few old fellows can chat freely,” exclaimed Senior Martial Brother Cheng warmly.


    “Don’t take it the wrong way, Brother Cheng.


    I did not mean to overlook you.


    It’s just that before coming here, all I heard about was your Junior Brother Han’s remarkable reputation, which naturally piqued my curiosity,” Jin the monster said with a laugh, though his smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.


    “Is that so?


    Now that you’ve met Junior Brother Han, I hope you aren’t disappointed,” queried the Cheng-named elder with a smiling face.


    “Hehe!


    Of course not disappointed, but rather, I found it somewhat beyond my expectations.


    With Fellow Daoist Han, the Drifting Cloud Sect is bound to soar to new heights.


    However, I heard that Brother Han wasn’t originally a core disciple of your sect but came from the Yellow Maple Valley!” Jin the monster said, giving the Cheng-named elder a cold sneer.


    “The fact that Junior Brother Han had some connections with Yellow Maple Valley in the past, what does it matter?


    Now that he’s an elder of our Drifting Cloud Sect, that’s what counts,” said the Cheng-named elder, unfazed.


    Hearing this, Jin the monster rolled his eyes, about to say more when the Feng-named elder suddenly interjected:


    “Fellow Daoists, let’s not hurry with our words.


    Our Hundred Possibilities Pavilion has newly introduced a type of tasty Spirit Fruit.


    Why not try some first?”


    With that, he clapped his hands lightly.


    A group of young female disciples, who had been waiting outside for a long time, carried in several platters of dark red, oval Spirit Fruits.


    Seeing this, Jin the monster and the Cheng-named elders naturally couldn’t offend their host and took their seats.


    “This is the ‘Fire Pomegranate Fruit.’ One of our disciples discovered it on a nameless desert mountain.


    The fruit is sweet and juicy, and eating it can significantly improve eyesight for ordinary mortals,” explained the Feng-named elder as soon as the female disciples finished arranging the fruits.


    Han Li and the others, having never seen such a fruit, were all curious and tried some.


    Indeed, it was extraordinarily sweet and contained an ample amount of nature’s spiritual energy.


    Han Li found it to be quite good and ended up eating three in one go.


    “By the way, why haven’t we seen Fellow Daoist Fire Dragon at this gathering?


    And this must be Fellow Daoist Ming Xin of your sect?


    I heard that Fellow Daoist Ming Xin’s magic treasure is extremely rare, crafted from ten-thousand-year-old yellow wood and cultivated with the peak wood attribute cultivation art ‘Hundred Flowers Springtime Decree,''” inquired the Ding-named elder, smiling as he looked at the lady from the Ancient Sword Sect.


    “That is correct, I am indeed Ming Xin.


    Fellow Daoist Fire Dragon heard that someone in the city market on Mount Tan Yun was selling young Flame Jade Beast eggs and was very interested, so he hasn’t been in the sect for several months.


    Although I have been at the Nascent Soul stage for fifty or sixty years, I have seldom met people.


    Having the opportunity to meet with you esteemed Daoists today, I hope you will not hesitate to impart your knowledge,” said the lady, who, although not stunningly beautiful, moved with grace and natural elegance, exuding a faint fragrance of flowers, which made her quite likable.


    Han Li distinctly felt that after she finished speaking, her bright eyes lingered on him for a moment, seemingly quite interested in him.


    Han Li’s brow furrowed unintentionally, but his expression soon returned to normal.


    After tasting the fruit, the elders who held significant positions in the three sects began their discussions.


    Han Li let Senior Disciple Hei Jin, Lu Luo, and the others engage in their veiled conversations, himself only sitting quietly, rarely speaking.


    Even when mentioned, he just smiled and remained silent.


    Yet, even so, given Han Li’s reputation, the elders from the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion and the Ancient Sword Sect still paid close attention to his every move, as if trying to discern something profound.


    While everyone in the hall was engaged in lively conversation, a flash of red light appeared at the entrance, and after it faded, a middle-aged cultivator in a purple robe appeared.


    The man had bushy eyebrows and large eyes, exuding an imposing aura of someone accustomed to wielding great power.


    As soon as this man appeared at the hall’s entrance, the Feng-named and Ding-named elders immediately stood up to greet him.


    “Fellow Daoist Scarletflame, have all the disciples from Drifting Cloud Sect and The Ancient Sword Sect arrived?


    Is everything ready for the ceremony?”


    “Mm, everything is arranged.


    The fellow Daoists can proceed to the ceremony,” the middle-aged cultivator casually replied, his gaze sweeping over the cultivators in the hall.


    At that moment, the other cultivators also stood up and paid their respects to him.


    After all, he was a Great Elder of the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion, and they naturally did not dare to neglect him.


    “Brother Scarletflame, you’ve finally come out.


    It’s been a long time since we last met.


    I don’t know whether your ‘Heavenfire Decree’ has improved.


    After the ceremony, let’s have a friendly exchange,” Elder Jin, who seemed to have some acquaintance with him, said rather nonchalantly.


    “Humph!


    Forget it.


    Even though my Heavenfire Decree is powerful, it’s far inferior to yours by an entire realm.


    There’s no good in battling you.


    You better find someone else.” Eccentric Scarletflame rolled his eyes and spoke unenthusiastically.


    At that time, Senior Martial Brother Cheng also introduced Han Li, and Eccentric Scarletflame naturally was shocked that Han Li had advanced to the mid Nascent Soul Stage so quickly, treating Han Li with extreme courtesy.


    Subsequently, the Great Elder of the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion didn’t utter any more nonsense and immediately invited a few people to attend the master recognition ceremony.


    The others naturally had no objections, and the group walked out of the cave and arrived at the platform they had just seen.


    At that time, the nearby high skies and mountain walls were already deserted, and in front of a huge pavilion, hundreds of Foundation Establishment disciples were divided into several teams, waiting there.


    At the very front were a dozen Core Formation cultivators, standing side by side with solemn faces.


    About ten yards in front of these cultivators was a strangely shaped cauldron.


    The cauldron, about three feet in diameter, was short and square with mysterious flame patterns carved all over it.


    What was even stranger was that despite being surrounded by emptiness, the cauldron glowed red and radiated a scorching heat that could be felt within a distance of about thirty feet from it.


    However, none of this captured the attention of the cultivators as much as the young man kneeling about ten yards in front of the cauldron.


    The young man seemed not to be very old, his knees on a gold chain cushion, softly chanting something.


    However, since his head was bowed down, his face was not clearly visible.


    In the blink of an eye, Han Li and others landed in front of those cultivators.


    After a disturbance, those dozen disciples immediately came forward and respectfully greeted them.


    “Greetings, martial uncles, seniors.


    Junior Martial Brother Yu has been bathing and praying for almost half an hour.


    In a while, we can start the cauldron and hold the ceremony,” said an old cultivator named Fu, who stepped out from the group of Core Formation cultivators, speaking respectfully to Han Li and others.


    “Understood, you may leave now,” Eccentric Scarletflame nodded and then led Han Li and the others to stand before the crowd, gazing at the young man who was performing the ritual ahead.


    “Fellow Daoist Scarletflame, is this the disciple who reached Core Formation within a century?


    Indeed, his aptitude is outstanding.


    Now with the Yin Yang Tower as his magic treasure for cultivation, I’m afraid it won’t be more than two or three hundred years before your Pavilion will gain another Nascent Soul cultivator,” said an old cultivator with curly hair, taking a good look at the disciple and suddenly speaking.


    “Hehe, whether someone can congeal a Nascent Soul is just a matter of chance, not just about having good aptitude.


    It’s just that those with better Spiritual Roots have a somewhat better hope,” Eccentric Scarletflame shook his head, seemingly indifferent.


    The curly-haired old man just smiled faintly and said no more.


    The others also remained silent, not speaking.


    The disciples behind them, seeing not only their own sect’s ancestors there but also so many Nascent Soul cultivators appearing suddenly, were extremely cautious, not even daring to breathe loudly.


    In a moment, the platform was quiet except for the low chanting of that disciple.


    Han Li listened for a moment; it was just a common scripture, paying homage to heaven and earth, recited repeatedly without any special meaning.


    He wondered whether these old eccentrics intended to temper the disciple’s will or if there really was such a peculiar rule in the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion’s master recognition ceremony.


    To these old eccentrics, who measured their cultivation time in years, half an hour naturally passed in the blink of an eye.


    Just as Han Li estimated that there wasn’t much time left, the previously still giant cauldron suddenly trembled slightly, followed by a clear chiming sound emanating leisurely from within, and spiritual light burst forth impressively.


    The temperature near the cauldron soared in an instant, sending a barely visible wave of reddish heat in all directions.


    Han Li and the others in front were fine; after the wave of heat approached and a sudden thought flashed past, they remained completely unmoved.


    However, the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation disciples behind them had their protective barriers flash up to defend against this incredibly hot wind.


    As for the kneeling young disciple, a bright red light shone on him, firmly resisting the heat wave.


    After a moment, the hot wind passed.


    The disciple sighed in relief, finally raising his head and staring at the giant cauldron with fiery eyes.


    He appeared to be a handsome young man looking about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, rather thin.


    It was no wonder why the elders of the Hundred Possibilities Pavilion were willing to entrust him with the Yin Yang Tower, such a precious treasure.


    Han Li inwardly contemplated this.


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