Chapter 885: Chapter 885

Chapter 885: Chapter 876: Sword Cultivator

If it were another place, and Longao had just obtained a Middle Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, the crowd witnessing this scene might have already howled and rushed forward to confront him directly.

However, this is Emperor Pan Palace, where the Primordial Chaos Great Power, Emperor Pan Ancestor, sits atop the grand hall.

To directly make a move in front of him and snatch the Innate Spiritual Treasure he just awarded someone else…

No one dares imagine such a thing, let alone truly put it into action.

“On the Poison Path, I have truly entered the door and comprehended quite a bit. Ancestor, I humbly request you accept me as your disciple.”

“To become your Registered Disciple, Ancestor, is my honor and an unparalleled fortune accumulated over a thousand lifetimes.”

“Greetings, Teacher!”

Envious of the reward Longao received, but unable to act, the crowd in the hall can now only follow Longao and kowtow to Emperor Pan Ancestor on the high platform, pleading to become his disciples.

It is said that in terms of efficacy, an average Innate Spiritual Treasure is not necessarily more powerful than an Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

However, in terms of value, an Innate Spiritual Treasure used for Corpse Cutting is naturally much more precious than an Acquired Spiritual Treasure.

Among the crowd in the hall, many have been stuck at Perfect Daluo Golden Immortal level for countless years.

In terms of combat power and their understanding of various principles, their accumulation is actually enough to support their further advancement.

The only reason they have remained at this stage without progress is simply that they do not possess the Innate Spiritual Treasures required for Corpse Cutting.

This is not just the case for Daluo Golden Immortals but also for Quasi-Saints.

To achieve enlightenment through the Three Corpses Cutting Method, each time a corpse is cut, an Innate Spiritual Treasure must be consumed.

The Middle Grade Innate Spiritual Treasure awarded to Longao by Emperor Pan Ancestor is equally enticing to those Quasi-Saints.

Previously, the various benefits Emperor Pan Ancestor mentioned that come with becoming his disciple already stirred everyone’s emotions, making it hard for them to hold back.

It’s only because they wanted to maintain their dignity, feeling it beneath them to kowtow and become disciples in front of the hall crowd, that they were hesitant.

Now, Longao has set a good precedent, and the Innate Spiritual Treasure Golden Light Stone given to him by Emperor Pan Ancestor had become the last straw that broke the camel’s back.

In a mere moment, a large number of people in the hall have knelt down, ready to become Emperor Pan Ancestor’s disciples.

Even those occupying the nine meditation mats, three to four of them are willing to become Emperor Pan Ancestor’s disciples and have knelt down as well.

“Congratulations to all of you for making a very wise choice!”

“Years from now, when you look back on this decision today, I believe that not a single one of you will regret it.”

“Since you call me teacher, I wouldn’t be stingy with your meeting gifts!”

Upon witnessing this scene, Emperor Pan Ancestor, whose face showed no emotional fluctuation, slightly smiled at the corners of his lips.

As his voice fell, he waved his hand.

A myriad of resplendent divine lights, each of different colors, gently flew towards the crowd kowtowing below the grand hall.

Each divine light represented a treasure.

For a Primordial Chaos Great Power like Emperor Pan Ancestor, treasures like Innate Spiritual Treasures, though significant, were not easy to come by in abundance.

After all, while not everyone in the hall was kowtowing to become disciples, the number willing to become disciples of Emperor Pan Ancestor was indeed two to three hundred strong.

For Emperor Pan Ancestor to produce so many Innate Spiritual Treasures at once was indeed unrealistic.

At this moment, the treasures bestowed upon his potential disciples mostly consisted of various spiritual objects and Acquired Spiritual Treasures.

Only those occupying the meditation mats, promised to become Direct Disciples, and who had already started to kowtow, were each awarded a decent grade Innate Spiritual Treasure by Emperor Pan Ancestor.

There are different levels of people, and as Direct Disciples, the treatment they receive is naturally more generous than that of Registered Disciples, which is understandable.

Longao, who was the first to kneel and become a disciple of Emperor Pan Ancestor, would receive an Innate Spiritual Treasure as expected.

The others who became disciples of Emperor Pan Ancestor might feel envious or even jealous, but they understood and reluctantly accepted this outcome.

“Miss this opportunity, and you’ll not get this shop again.”

“You few, still hesitating?”

“Am I, a grand Primordial Chaos Daluo Golden Immortal, becoming your master so hard for you to accept?”

Restraining his smile, Emperor Pan Ancestor’s gaze fell upon Chen Hai, Li Xuanfeng, and others who were still on the nine meditation mats and had not yet kowtowed to him on the platform.

When he spoke, he seemed very calm, but there was a hint of displeasure in his tone.

The reason for having nine meditation mats in Emperor Pan Palace was meant to be a test for everyone.

Out of hundreds who entered Emperor Pan Palace, only nine successfully secured the mats in the end.

Strength? Luck? Or perhaps something else…

In Emperor Pan Ancestor’s eyes, for whatever reason, those able to stably sit on those mats were the elite among the crowd.

Because of this, Emperor Pan Ancestor clearly invested more in them.

Now, however, among the nine, only three have knelt to him, agreeing to become his disciples, which clearly left him unsatisfied.

Being stared at by Emperor Pan Ancestor, Chen Hai felt immense pressure, lowering his head and staying silent. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱

Truth be told, after the sermon ended, he had already considered leaving.

Seeing that the other mat occupants had not moved, and preferring to stay low-profile, he was in no rush to stand out.

“To be able to step into Outer Heaven’s Chaos and enter Emperor Pan Palace to listen to the Ancestor’s teachings, this was my fortune.”

“In a century, I have gained much, and I will always remember the Ancestor’s kindness.”

“Regrettably, my pursuit is of the Supreme Sword Path, longing for the scene where the Sword Qi sweeps across thirty thousand miles and one Sword Light chills the Nineteen States.”

“The Ancestor’s Poison Path doesn’t align with my Sword Dao, so I can only reference it and cannot truly abandon my Sword Dao to follow the Poison Path.”

Among them, two more Quasi-Saints kowtowed to become disciples.

However, just as they knelt before Emperor Pan Ancestor, Li Xuanfeng stepped forward inappropriately.

He cupped his fists towards Emperor Pan Ancestor on the high platform, gave a respectful salute, then with a flick of his large sleeve, turned and walked towards the direction of the Pan Palace gates.

For those who become Sword Cultivators, their hearts are pure, without many tricks, and they prefer direct actions.

Li Xuanfeng’s actions at the moment, for someone purely dedicated to Sword Cultivation, are not surprising, and indeed reasonable.