Mortal Alchemy

The grand and ancient main hall of the Eastern Xuan Sect.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators were present, attending to their duties.

Upper Immortal Moon's figure flew in.

She surveyed the hall and asked, "Where is Sect Leader Brother?"

"Sect Leader is in seclusion and may emerge in eighty or a hundred years. Upper Immortal Moon, what do you seek him for?"

Upper Immortal Moon smiled, revealing her beauty:

"I wish to accept a disciple with an Immortal Gate Token as my personal disciple."

As soon as these words came out, many Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall were shaken: "Upper Immortal Moon is truly fortunate."

"Barely a Nascent Soul cultivator herself, yet she can accept a disciple with an Immortal Gate Token."

Upper Immortal Radiance, who was not far away, also showed a different look: "The second Immortal Gate Token within a hundred years?"

A light feather transmission talisman arrived.

Upper Immortal Moon, in front of everyone, opened the transmission talisman, and a voice sounded from within:

"...Master, Junior Brother's bone age has passed thirty..."

Immediately, someone spoke up: "It seems this luck is still a little short..."

"Thirty-two years old, there's no way to accept him as a personal disciple, let alone have him join the Eastern Xuan Sect."

"Even with an Immortal Gate Token, it's impossible. You must know that our Eastern Xuan Sect values rules the most."

Upper Immortal Moon's brow furrowed slightly, her eyes icy cold, as if filled with killing intent: "I have already decided to accept him as my personal disciple."

"Upper Immortal Moon, you can't. The rules were just set by the Sect Leader last year. If you break them this year, would this still be our Eastern Xuan Sect?"

"That's right, Upper Immortal Moon, you should abide by the rules. When you become a Transformation God next year and ascend to the position of Sect Leader, how will you deal with someone breaking your rules?"

Upper Immortal Moon's vast and terrifying sword intent immediately rose up:

"I have recently gained some insights into the way of the sword and would like to ask my fellow senior brothers for guidance."

"Boom!"

"Moon, how dare you!"

"When the Sect Leader comes out of seclusion, he will certainly not spare you!" A voice of shock and anger resounded.

...

The Registration Hall.

Chen Ping was waiting when suddenly, a majestic sword intent descended, and a vast sword aura, about ten miles long, appeared in the sky, penetrating the heavens and the earth!

This made Chen Ping shudder.

Bai Jianjia was also shocked: "...This is Master's sword. Could it be that Master has clashed with many Upper Immortals?"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator responsible for the registration was almost scared to death, his face pale.

When immortals fight, mortals suffer.

A moment later.

Upper Immortal Moon descended, holding a document in her hand: "Ping'er, your status as a personal disciple has been confirmed. Your teacher has given you a Daoist name, 'Chen Ping'."

Chen Ping immediately kowtowed: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing a name." From then on, he also had a Daoist name.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator responsible for registration breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Bai Jianjia and Chen Ping with a flattering smile:

"Senior Uncle Bai, Senior Uncle Chen's identity has been prepared."

Bai Jianjia looked at Chen Ping with a smile: "Congratulations, Junior Brother, on becoming Master's second personal disciple."

Suddenly.

A roar from a certain Nascent Soul cultivator echoed in the sky above the Eastern Xuan Sect:

"Moon, today you forced us to sign the agreement for a personal disciple with your sword, but the Sect Leader will surely settle accounts in the future!"

The smile on Bai Jianjia's face froze.

Chen Ping was confused, only feeling that he had caused a great disaster.

"Old fogey!" Upper Immortal Moon's sword intent erupted, and she flew into the sky again, leaving a sentence: "Jianjia, take your junior brother to the dojo and wait for your teacher."

Then, the mountain gate of the Eastern Xuan Sect trembled, and sword light, like a falling meteor, appeared, causing many Nascent Soul cultivators to cry out in shock and anger.

Chen Ping's eyes froze: "Is this a sword cultivator?"

Bai Jianjia led Chen Ping away from the hall, the sky was like the end of the world, the spiritual energy was as violent as chaos, and countless cultivators trembled.

"...Is this the fighting of Nascent Soul cultivators?" Chen Ping was both terrified and longed for it.

Chen Ping asked in a low voice: "Senior Sister, will it be alright for Master to accept me as a personal disciple like this?"

Bai Jianjia's delicate body in the air stiffened slightly: "Junior Brother, don't worry, Master will bear everything in front."

"Since Master has recognized you, she will never give up on you."

"Sword cultivators are very pure."

Chen Ping, who had struggled in the world of cultivation for many years, felt a sense of warmth for the first time.

"This Master is really not bad, very good to me," Chen Ping thought to himself.

Then Bai Jianjia said: "It's just that Junior Brother, you will encounter a lot of trouble later..."

"Master used her sword to suppress people. They can't beat Master, so this karma will fall on you."

Chen Ping's expression froze.

Turning over the front mountain, the huge sect of the Eastern Xuan Sect appeared in Chen Ping's eyes.

Above the rolling clouds and mist, the sect's territory, palace floating islands, and various building complexes could not be seen to the edge at a glance.

Among them, dozens of huge mountain peaks were the most conspicuous.

Bai Jianjia explained to him that these huge mountain peaks contained fourth-order spiritual veins and were the dojos of Nascent Soul cultivators.

And one of the dojo mountain peaks was Upper Immortal Moon's dojo, and its name was naturally Moon Peak.

Bai Jianjia led Chen Ping to receive the sect's standard Daoist robe for personal disciples, which was one level higher than ordinary Foundation Establishment disciples.

A personal disciple of a Nascent Soul cultivator, even if Chen Ping only had a Foundation Establishment cultivation base, was also a Senior Uncle in the eyes of Foundation Establishment disciples.

And Golden Core cultivators had to call Chen Ping Junior Brother.

Arriving at the dojo of Moon Peak.

Chen Ping walked into Upper Immortal Moon's dojo. The interior was simple and elegant, with miniature mountains and rivers. The high-level spiritual energy contained within made Chen Ping feel like he was in a fairyland, refreshed and happy.

It was a pity that his aptitude was too poor to absorb and transform such good spiritual energy.

The two waited here for three days and three nights.

During this period, the Eastern Xuan Sect fought dimly.

Until the fourth day, Upper Immortal Moon flew into the dojo.

Chen Ping wore a black dragon-patterned standard Daoist robe, and his whole person looked handsome and extraordinary, with an extremely outstanding temperament. He cupped his fists and bowed to Upper Immortal Moon, sincerely and sincerely:

"Greetings, Master!"

In order to accept him as a personal disciple, not a nominal disciple, Master fought with other Nascent Soul cultivators for him. Chen Ping kept this kindness in his heart.

Upper Immortal Moon looked at him:

"Ping'er, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

Chen Ping's expression stiffened:

"Listen to the good news first."

"Ping'er, your status as a personal disciple has been set, and no one can change it."

"You, Chen Ping, are the second personal disciple of this palace, Upper Immortal Moon!"

"This identity will be recognized wherever you go in the Eastern Domain cultivation world."

Chen Ping's expression was overjoyed: "Thank you, Master!"

"...Next, it's time to say the bad news," Upper Immortal Moon said quietly:

"You may be troubled by many people, and you will also be deducted and watered down in the resources for personal disciples."

Chen Ping took a deep breath and smiled:

"It doesn't matter, Master."

"Disciple has suffered a lot and is not afraid of suffering. For Disciple, it is just adding some wind and frost."

He had cultivated for decades, and no one had ever protected him.

Upper Immortal Moon's eyes were gratified: "As expected of this palace's disciple..."

"In addition to this, you will also be picked on and targeted in your future duties..."

"Sect Leader Brother will be in seclusion for eighty or a hundred years. You must advance to the Golden Core within this time."

Chen Ping's face stiffened.