Chapter 78: Old Voices
"Was I mistaken?" a voice murmured, echoing with doubt.
"No... we all sensed it," another replied solemnly.
"It’s real! That level of perfection — hah! We have a true genius on our hands!" said a third, barely containing their excitement.
"But how?" someone questioned, bewildered.
"Is that question even necessary?" another voice cut in. "Just be glad he’s in our sect."
With a wave of a hand, a shimmering hologram appeared — Yu Xuan, seated cross-legged beneath a vibrant multicolored tree, eyes closed in deep meditation. The image radiated a tranquil power that silenced the room.
"So cooool..." one voice whispered, breathlessly.
"Shut up with your antics," another snapped, rolling their divine sense.
In the middle of this conversation, conducted, of course, through divine senses by several ancient figures sealed within stone coffins — another presence materialized.
It was the Elemental Heaven Peak Master.
"Oh? Dear High Elders," she said lazily, arms folded. "Why are you all eyeing my disciple with such intense gaze, have you finally gone senile?"
"The disciple ceremony hasn’t been officially conducted yet, right?" asked an ancient voice. "How about I take him in?"