0p0 Chapter 2507
Chapter 2507
June shuddered, her pupils contracted slightly, and she stared at Chen Xuan in shock, as if questioning him about why he had done this.
Seeing the fleeting wariness and urgency in Chen Xuan's eyes, he couldn't resist Chen Xuan's insistence. He could only grit his teeth, slowly raise his hand, and bow to Jie Wuyou, saying, "Senior Wuyou, these gentlemen have become my disciples."
The fact that he would establish his own sect in June was no secret within the Bright Moon Supreme Dojo.
The Bright Moon Palace and Senior Sister Jiuyue's Enlightenment Immortal Palace are known to the outside world.
The Bright Moon Palace is still in its early stages, and in June, it only has three disciples: Baihe, Qingbailian, and two others. Its foundation is still shallow, and it is impossible for it to take in so many disciples all at once.
"Not only that," June took a deep breath and forced herself to continue, inwardly cursing herself for being crazy—why did she cooperate with Chen Xuan and get herself into so much trouble?
"I have made a promise to all the young disciples who are ranked among the best in the Jueqing lineage and the Yanlong Eight Domains Holy Land: as long as they return alive from this great battle, they can become disciples of my Mingyue Palace or other senior brothers and sisters."
"Is this really true?" The smile on Jie Wuyou's face slowly faded, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes, but it was so fleeting that it was impossible to catch.
Clearly, he didn't believe Liu Yue's explanation at all—how could a Dao Lord who had just established his sect and had few disciples have the confidence to accept so many disciples from the Holy Land?
As for the other senior brothers and sisters, they all looked at the Dao Lords and Immortal Kings behind Jiu Yue without worry, and they were all showing expressions of astonishment.
Seeing this, Liu Yue steeled her resolve, slightly raised her chin, turned to look at the holy sons and daughters of the Eight Domains Holy Land of Yanlong below, and said in a confident tone, "Don't you think so?"
June's words undoubtedly gave these holy sons and daughters a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
They were all quick-witted individuals, and they immediately understood, bowing respectfully in unison, their voices filled with reverence and eagerness.
"Indeed, Senior! We wish to become disciples of Senior June and the other disciples of the Bright Moon Dojo, and cultivate under your guidance!"
Compared to the unfamiliar Immortal Emperor Jie Wuyou, they were more familiar with Jiuyue, Liuyue, and others, and had a clearer understanding of the foundation of the Bright Moon Supreme Daoist Temple.
Moreover, if they could join the lineage of the Bright Moon Supreme, they would be able to spend more time with Chen Xuan and the others. Within the complex and perilous first and second lines of defense, they could unite as one, which would undoubtedly be the best way to survive, far more secure than joining the sect of a seemingly enthusiastic but actually unknown Immortal Emperor.
The holy sons and daughters of the Eight Sacred Lands were all perfectly clear-headed.
They could see that although Jie Wuyou seemed eager to take on disciples, he was actually only treating them as "second choice." Even if they were to become his disciples, they probably wouldn't receive his full instruction; they would just be there to make up the numbers.
However, just as everyone was converging on the Bright Moon Supreme's Daoist temple, and Wuyou's expression grew increasingly gloomy, a cold, piercing voice, tinged with resentment and stubbornness, suddenly rang out in the void, shattering the orderly response:
"I refuse!"
All the disciples of the same generation, including Chen Xuan, were slightly taken aback and quickly turned to look.
When they saw that the person who spoke was actually Han Jiuling from the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, everyone was relieved and their faces showed a look of understanding.
Given her proud and stubborn nature, it was not unexpected that she would do such a thing.
The Nine Netherworld Saint Lord stood to the side, watching this scene with a complicated expression, but did not speak to stop it.
She knew and could understand the humiliation and resentment Han Jiuling felt at that moment.
Xia Jiuyou was once his furnace maiden, of lowly status, and all the opportunities and fortunes she had were his wedding dress.
But now, Xia Jiuyou has become a disciple of the Eternal Supreme, a high-ranking and respected personal disciple.
He himself, however, was to become a disciple of the Supreme Disciple, and when he saw Xia Jiuyou again in the future, his former furnace cauldron, he would have to respectfully call him "Uncle-Master" or "Senior Uncle".
This huge difference in status, this humiliation, was simply unacceptable to the proud and arrogant Han Jiuling.
"Hahaha...Good! What a true man!" Upon hearing this, Jie Wuyou was not angry at all. Instead, he burst into laughter, his gaze lingering on Han Jiuling, a subtle hint of calculation and satisfaction flashing in his eyes. He then said loudly,
"If that's the case, then you are my eldest disciple under the tutelage of Jie Wuyou!"
He paused, his tone firm, carrying a hint of promise:
"Once the reward ceremony in Wujiang City is over, I will take you away to my Wuyou Immortal Palace, where I will impart all my knowledge to you and help you break through your current realm and attain the Great Dao as soon as possible!"
"Pfft!"
Upon hearing this, Han Jiuling immediately knelt down, slamming his knees heavily onto the bluestone floor of the command platform with a dull thud. He then respectfully performed the three bows and nine kowtows, his forehead turning red from the repeated kowtows. His tone was respectful yet resolute, carrying a sense of desperation.
"Disciple Han Jiuling greets Master!"
Xia Jiuyou stood beside Chen Xuan, watching this scene with a calm and indifferent expression.
The grudges of the past had long since vanished with her becoming a disciple of the Supreme Bright Moon Sect, and Han Jiuling's choice was no longer her concern.
Chen Xuan, however, kept his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze sharp as a knife, fixed on Jie Wuyou. A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes. Only after Han Jiuling finished performing the grand salute did he slowly withdraw his gaze, look at Han Jiuling, and speak in a low voice with an undeniable warning:
"Han Jiuling, you acted so recklessly in such a serious matter. In the future, please make sure you are not involved in the affairs of my disciple Shi Hao. You should take care of yourself."