HLnovel Chapter 505 My Little Star Has Arrived
Chapter 505 My Little Star Has Arrived
With most of the trial time over, a number of disciples who had emerged from the illusion after passing the trial had gathered in the very center of the main venue of Xuanling Peak, chatting in twos and threes.
The deliberately hushed whisper reached Xue Lan's ears with perfect clarity.
A boy in gray patted the person next to him on the shoulder:
"Yuan Zhen, with such talent, which sect do you plan to join?"
"Xuanhuang Sect, what do you think of Xuanling Peak of Xuanhuang Sect? Dao Xuan Zhenren's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world!"
"Chonggu Village".
The boy he photographed was wearing a fresh and elegant light blue robe and responded coldly.
"Why, Yuan Zhen?" The gray-clad youth asked, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Of course it's for..." The boy named Yuan Zhen glanced at him sideways.
I want to poison you so you can be mute as soon as possible.
"No... is it really necessary?" Upon hearing this, the gray-clad youth retreated several steps in an instant.
"Yuan Zhen, you are truly terrifying!"
Yuan Zhen ignored him. The boy looked up at the large circular platform directly opposite him, his gaze falling on a figure dressed in black robes.
"Xue Lan, the owner of Wan Gong Fang." The young man murmured, his eyes filled with determination.
"Did you hear that?"
The inner demon within the sea of consciousness sat in the pavilion:
"There are still people willing to become apprentices in your Wan Gong Fang."
"Moreover, he has good natural talent, with dual spiritual roots."
Xue Lan scanned the blue-clad youth with her divine sense:
"It's like someone just delivered a pillow when you're about to doze off."
"I'm worried about whether I can recruit six disciples who are willing to refine weapons."
"Can't Qi Changfeng forge weapons?" The inner demon conjured a piece of yellow paper in his hand, which tore into six little figures holding hands.
"They practiced swordsmanship and also learned weapon forging."
"That's more like Xue Lan's disciple, isn't it?"
"I just said I wouldn't accept him as a disciple," Xue Lan said coldly.
"Let's not even talk about the fact that he doesn't have my talent..."
"I don't have much time to teach him either."
The inner demon tore apart the rows of paper figures holding hands in his hand one by one. The paper figures slowly stood up in the woman's palm and then ran towards the white world in her sea of consciousness.
They disappeared without a trace.
Xue Lan heard the inner demon's faint voice:
"Arriving alone and forlorn, my soul departs in disarray."
"The guests who filled the hall in those years have all been sent to the stars in the heavens."
"You're wrong about that!" Xue Lan said with a smile to the sentimental inner demon within her sea of consciousness:
"How can you say they've all been lost to the stars? Aren't you still here?"
"Don't worry, if I, Xue Lan, really reach the moment of my death, I will definitely take you with me."
The inner demon rolled its eyes in its sea of consciousness:
"Thank you for liking me so much."
Xue Lan lost count of how many times she mentally applauded her own shamelessness.
The woman tapped her fingertips lightly on the armrest of her seat, her voice soft and ethereal, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"The guests in the hall have all turned into stars in the heavens..."
"My little star has arrived."
As soon as Bai Taolan emerged from the illusion, she saw Xue Lan sitting high in the seat of honor.
The woman had a sweet and bright appearance, and she was quietly waving at her from above.
"Long time no see, have you missed the shopkeeper?"
Bai Taolan's expression froze as she prepared to look for the others.
Long time no see? How long?
Not even half a day, okay?
The master of the workshop, sitting above, seemed to have guessed the little girl's thoughts and transmitted his voice again:
"One day without seeing you is like three autumns."
Bai Taolan grabbed Wan Jing's arm in the crowd and spoke through gritted teeth:
"Please let me go!"
"The last time I heard that phrase was from my dad and mom!"
The disliked shop owner fell silent.
The inner demon in the sea of consciousness laughed and teased Xue Lan:
"Is this your little star?"
"Your little star doesn't seem to like you, the shopkeeper, very much."
The incense in the bronze incense burner burned out, and the last bit of smoke transformed into cloud patterns that disappeared into the air.
Xue Lan adjusted her posture, trying to appear as dignified as possible.
"They don't need to like me, they just need to like Wan Gong Fang."
The blue light gate disappeared, and Xue Lan heard Dao Xuanzi get up:
"The trial is now over. Fellow Daoists, you may begin recruiting disciples."
"No coercion, no private fights."
The method of recruiting disciples for this Ascension Ceremony is very unique. All the powerful figures need to leave their respective sect's mark on the trial participants they are interested in, and then let the trial participants choose for themselves.
The moment Dao Xuanzi finished speaking, all the powerful figures slowly waved their hands, their fingertips scattering light in all directions.
Bai Taolan, standing in the square, glanced at the seven marks that had appeared on her arm:
"I didn't expect to be so popular."
The little girl looked at Wan Jing beside her; this man also had many marks on his arm.
Looking around, everyone Xue Lan had approached in the illusion had acquired a number of marks.
"She really knows how to pick the best ones to fleece."
Bai Taolan glanced at Xue Lan on the platform and couldn't help but complain.
Just then, a deep voice came from behind the little girl:
"Bai Taolan!"
"You are a member of the Water Spirit Clan, naturally drawn to demonic beasts. Would you like to join my Spirit Taming Sect and study the art of beast control?"
"What are you saying, Sect Leader Qu?"
Qian Zheng, who had been silent all along, spoke softly:
"The Water Spirit Clan is also compatible with my Yandu."
"Young lady, if you are willing to join my Yandu, I can petition the emperor to grant you permission to enter the Green Willow Pavilion for cultivation!"
Bai Taolan never expected that she would be fought over by two Nascent Soul stage experts, and for a moment she wavered in her decision to enter the Ten Thousand Crafts Workshop.
The little girl looked in the direction where Xue Lan was sitting; the woman was taking something out of her sleeve.
"Join my Spirit Serving Sect, and I will personally teach you!"
"Our lord is the Demon Lord!"
"Come to Wan Gong Fang!"
Just as Qian Zheng and Sect Leader Qu were each sticking to their own version of events and arguing back and forth, a cold voice resounded throughout the entire square.
Behind the two powerful figures, the woman in black stood up at some point, holding a stack of black tokens in her hand. As she spoke, she casually tossed one to Bai Taolan.
The entire square fell into a deathly silence.
Upon seeing that it was Xue Lan who made the move, Qian Zheng immediately lost all interest in competing, while Sect Leader Qu was still somewhat unconvinced:
"Master Xue, they haven't agreed yet!"
Xue Lan maintained her icy demeanor:
"Bai Taolan, would you be willing to become a disciple of my Wan Gong Fang?"
The little girl in the pink dress paused for a moment upon hearing Xue Lan's cold voice before speaking solemnly:
"Disciple is willing."
Xue Lan looked at Sect Leader Qu, her gray-white eyes calm and unwavering.
"Okay, she agreed!"
Sect Leader Qu: "Then we'll do as the child says."
Although he said this, the old man secretly kept giving Dao Xuanzi meaningful glances.
Sect Leader Qu: Isn't this really not coercion?
Dao Xuanzi ignored him and pretended that there was something wrong with his eyes.