Chapter 853 - 406: Coffin Lifting Association Third Li! Farewell, Yu Xuanji

Chapter 853: Chapter 406: Coffin Lifting Association Third Li! Farewell, Yu Xuanji

Zhenwu Hall, incense wafting like clouds, and candle flames flickering like stars.

Numerous gazes gathered, landing on Li Miaoyin as she entered the hall. At this moment, she wore simple Daoist robes, without makeup, yet exuding an ethereal aura.

"It is indeed her."

Taoist Pojie looked at Li Miaoyin, feeling deeply moved.

Among Chu Chaoran’s many disciples, his talent was not outstanding, yet he was steady and restrained, often attending to Chu Chaoran’s side.

Because of this, he had more opportunities to be close to Chu Chaoran, allowing him to hear things not audible to outsiders.

He had long known who his closed-door junior sister was, which is why he was surprised to see Li Miaoyin with Zhang Fan during the day.

Xia Weisheng gazed intently, a hint of surprise in her bright eyes.

She knew Li Miaoyin from the Hundred Thousand Mountains battle when Zhang Fan, Fang Changle, Qi Delong, Qi Dongqiang, Li Miaoyin, and she had taken a group photo celebrating their victory.

Later, they all returned to Yujing City together.

Xia Weisheng had not expected that this woman, seemingly close to Zhang Fan and having fought alongside him, would be the closed-door disciple chosen by the master.

At this moment, she felt a mix of emotions.

It felt akin to being the most cherished youngest daughter at home and suddenly gaining a sister.

"Greetings to the master, greetings..." Li Miaoyin stepped below the Divine Altar, bowing respectfully.

"Hold on!"

Just then, Zhao Wuji raised his hand, halting Li Miaoyin’s gesture.

Li Miaoyin paused, looking at Chu Chaoran.

"Does the senior brother have something to say?" Chu Chaoran asked.

"If I’m not mistaken, this young lady is an apprentice with a master, not a disciple of our sect." Zhao Wuji’s eyes were sharp like swords, seemingly seeing through Li Miaoyin.

With his level of cultivation, he could ascertain that Li Miaoyin had reached the Great Master Realm.

Standing at such a level means she has been practicing for years, her skills profound.

"Indeed," Chu Chaoran nodded.

"I understand the sect leader’s intent. The Daoist Sect is vast, teaching without discrimination and seeks to establish a separate lineage beyond its doors," Zhao Wuji spoke softly.

Teaching beyond the sect, expanding the Great Dao Sect’s technique, this was the intent and the broad-mindedness of Chu Chaoran.

As such, the outside world speculated much about this closed-door disciple, with An Wuyang, Ge Chang’an, and Gu Yinxia all being popular candidates.

Even though they already had their own lineage, they were still highly regarded with a great chance to apprentice under the Transcendent Zhenren.

Because Pure Yang Wuji, with a heart bigger than the heavens, did not adhere strictly to sect views in this End of Dharma Era, teaching beyond the sect, seeing the flourishing of the Dao.

"But..." Zhao Wuji shifted his tone.

"Since she is your closed-door disciple, Zhenwu Mountain should be clear about her background."

If she were a disciple from another famed Daoist mountain or the bloodline of the Pure Yang Family, or even a talent cultivated by the Daoist Alliance Headquarters, whose background is pure and honorable, then nothing would be questioned.

However, concerning Li Miaoyin, even the most senior Celestial Master of Zhenwu Mountain did not know her origins, which was indeed unsettling.

"Young woman, to cultivate to such a realm, having stepped into the Profound Sect, entered the Yellow Court, you must have an inheritance," Zhao Wuji’s eyes narrowed, looking at Li Miaoyin.

"Who is your master? Someone who can train you to such caliber is no ordinary person."

As he finished speaking, an invisible phenomenon slowly rose within Zhenwu Hall, like converging clouds, resembling celestial phenomena across the sky, vast as if existing, pressing down on Li Miaoyin.

"Senior brother, you’re scaring the young ones."

Just then, Chu Chaoran spoke, smiling slightly, the overwhelming terrifying aura dissipated, even Zhao Wuji’s presence faded from everyone’s perception for a moment.

"If the sect leader decides with his power alone, I have nothing to say, and will leave Zhenwu Hall and reflect in seclusion." Zhao Wuji spoke softly.

With that, he rose and walked towards the hall’s entrance.

Liu Nanxu and Xi Dongyang glanced at him but said nothing.

After the great Daoist Sect tribulation, Zhenwu Mountain was short of talent, the Dharma lineage failing to continue, later raising the issue of selecting the sect leader of Zhenwu Mountain, Zhao Wuji and Chu Chaoran were the most praised.

Chu Chaoran was spirited yet extremely talented and brought back the Zhenwu Jade Scroll from Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Zhao Wuji’s talent was not weak, and he was mature and steady, with more experience than Chu Chaoran.

However, ultimately, the sect leader position fell to Chu Chaoran.

This was the past of Zhenwu Mountain, known to few juniors; Liu Nanxu understood but as Chu Chaoran’s disciple, could only pretend he hadn’t heard.

Xi Dongyang, however, pursed his lips, wanting to speak but stopping, as he didn’t quite like the strict, rigid senior Zhao Wuji.

"Capture the celestial secret, compete for Dharma affinity, return Dan to gold for countless centuries, Dharma affinity non-difficult to achieve."

At this moment, Chu Chaoran’s soft words echoed throughout Zhenwu Hall.

Upon hearing it, Zhao Wuji subconsciously paused and turned.

"Senior brother, this child shares a mentor-disciple relationship with me, if she can seize the opportunity, then there is a difference between mentor and disciple."

"When that time comes, the fate is predestined, in accordance with nature."

"What if she cannot seize it?" Zhao Wuji asked gravely.

"The fate has appeared, naturally, there will be someone more suitable," Chu Chaoran said indifferently.

With these words, everyone in the hall changed their expressions, minds arising with different thoughts.

The current implication is that the closed-door disciple’s entry into the sect is not set in stone, if unforeseen changes occur, would others seize such a fortune instead?