Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Upon hearing Gu Chaoyan’s candid words, a sense of astonishnt swept through the room, leaving the disciples and elders equally taken aback.
Normally, the disciples would receive missions directly from the elders, and refusal was a rarity. It was even more uncommon for soone to outright decline and express a desire to focus on personal cultivation and journey into the mystic realm.
In the span of a few seconds…
A heavy silence descended upon the room.
Di Hongyun’s gaze settled on his junior sister, whose expression was resolute, as though she harbored a strong aversion to the proposed task. Once again, a pang of disappointnt crept into his heart.
This marked the second instance.
The first had been when the disciples tasked with obtaining the Green Sun Grass had failed to return. During that ordeal, she had exhibited little concern, seemingly detached from the safety of her fellow disciples. Now, with nurous mbers of the Supre Sect having gone missing, possibly due to the influence of the Undead Race, her junior sister appeared nonchalant, showing no inclination to involve herself.
At tis, he found himself utterly perplexed by the nature of his junior sister.
Her compassion had shone brilliantly when she had rescued them, yet her current indifference felt as chilling as cold blood.
This newfound detachnt in his junior sister unsettled him.
Di Hongyun remained silent.
The Elders of the Supre Sect exchanged aningful glances, quietly sharing their thoughts.
Gu Chaoyan’s refusal had taken them all by surprise.
Elder Lin, in particular, was profoundly astounded. In her perception, this disciple had always possessed a mischievous yet determined deanor. A sharp tongue was balanced by a gentle heart. A case in point was when she had declined involvent with the Weapon Refining Sect, only to eventually offer assistance when needed, much like her interaction with the dicine Sect.
How could her deanor turn so icy?
His thoughts drifted to the sword acquired from the Weapon Refining Sect.
Elder Lin maintained a patient tone, “You needn’t fret over the mystic realm. With the plight of our Supre Sect’s disciples, the sect will undoubtedly prioritize locating the missing mbers. The arrangents for the mystic realm will be appropriately handled, ensuring you don’t miss your chance to enter. Furthermore, once you step within the realm, the acquisition of treasures depends on luck rather than your cultivation level. Your strength won’t determine your success in obtaining them. Are there any objections to
Reliant on chance?
In essence, there was a possibility she might not secure the One Origin Grass?
Upon absorbing Elder Lin’s explanation, Gu Chaoyan’s countenance didn’t brighten; instead, it darkened.
The One Origin Grass was essential, the only salvation for Huaijin.
“Any objections?” Noticing Gu Chaoyan’s silence, Elder Lin reiterated.
The remaining disciples craned their necks, all curious about the capacities of this newly inducted disciple who had prompted the Elders to assign her this task and were now coaxing her into acceptance.
Collecting herself, Gu Chaoyan finally responded, “I have no objections.”
Elder Lin nodded approvingly. “Very well, then prepare your belongings at ho. We depart for Xuhai City tomorrow.”
The disciples respectfully bowed and exited.
The Elders observed their departure in silence.
“She’s rely a recent addition to the peak of the Martial God Realm. Despite her two impressive mission completions, she’s still at that stage. Why insist on sending her?” mused one of the Elders from the Fist Faction. “And her True Spiritual Root, though rare, showcases limited potential. It’s likely she’ll remain confined to the Martial God Realm for this lifeti. Witnessing a True Spiritual Root cultivator ascend to the Paragon Realm is unprecedented.”
The Elder of the Fist Faction said in confusion..
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