"Charge! Join the Primordial Beginning Sect!"
"This is a heaven-sent immortal fate—no one stops me from climbing the Jade Capital Platform!"
"I've cracked the pattern! Let me go first!"
All hesitation and doubt vanished from the onlookers' hearts in the face of this world-shaping power.
Abandoning all other thoughts, their eyes blazed with fanatical devotion to the Primordial Beginning Sect. They surged toward the Jade Capital Platform like a bursting flood, reckless and unyielding.
The mountain gate was instantly swarmed, and the hundred jade steps teemed with figures straining to climb higher.
For the disciples already on the steps, witnessing this heaven-and-earth transformation and feeling the skyrocketing spiritual energy within the sect's territory sent their faith and sense of belonging to the Primordial Beginning Sect soaring to the peak.
The pressure on their bodies seemed to lighten, their steps growing firmer and more resolute.
The favorability ratings of many jumped wildly, rising with every step.
"Hahaha! Perfect! Perfect! Perfect!"
Jiang Ling stood atop the hundred-li-tall Primordial Beginning Peak, overlooking the ant-like throng surging below and the breathtakingly transformed mountains and rivers. His heart brimmed with unbridled joy.
Sect upgrade, territory expansion, a skyrocketing immortal formation defense, disciples pouring in by the hundreds—could anything be more satisfying?
Watching the feverish bustle on the Jade Capital Platform, with new disciples crossing the threshold one after another, Jiang Ling's heroic spirit surged. He waved a grand hand, his voice thundering across a hundred li:
"Hear me, all disciples! The sect has advanced—let all heaven and earth rejoice! Today, I bestow treasures upon you, one and all, to celebrate this grand occasion!"
"Treasures?"
The disciples froze, especially the newly initiated ones, who could scarcely believe their ears.
They had only just bound their sect tokens, and the Sect Master was already bestowing treasures?
Had they misheard?
In the next moment, Jiang Ling answered with action—defining what it meant to be utterly lavish!
With a flick of his sleeve, over a hundred streaks of light shot forth, landing before the outer disciples.
Each streak enshrined a Yellow-Rank magical artifact, more than enough for their current cultivation stage.
The new disciples erupted in excitement, their favorability toward the sect soaring once more.
Jiang Ling, however, smiled silently as he watched the countless magical treasures pouring back into his system space.
The ten-thousandfold rebate was incredibly satisfying!
Never again would he worry about having no artifacts for his growing number of disciples.
He waved his hand again, and forty-five glimmers of light descended—each ordinary disciple receiving an Earth-Rank magical artifact, an act of staggering extravagance.
No sect in history had ever freely distributed artifacts to its disciples.
Not even the lowliest Yellow-Rank artifacts, let alone Earth-Rank ones—gear that even many Foundation Establishment cultivators would be proud to wield. And the rebate for Earth-Rank artifacts was even more powerful: most were Spirit Treasures, with a rare few being Low-Grade Immortal Artifacts.
Jiang Ling's smile stretched from ear to ear.
This was his first time receiving Immortal Artifact rebates! With these treasures, he could roam the Canglan Realm unchallenged from now on!
The ranks of magical treasures in the Canglan Realm, from lowest to highest, were: Magical Artifacts, Spirit Artifacts, Magic Treasures, and Spirit Treasures.
Each rank was further divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.
In the Northern Border Wasteland, a Heaven-Rank Spirit Artifact was already an exceedingly rare treasure.
As for Magic Treasures, even some newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivators might not possess one—for only those with a Nascent Soul could nurture a Magic Treasure.
Nascent Soul Initial cultivators, even if they began forging Magic Treasures, kept them in nurturing for years, rarely using them in battle.
Those who owned a Magic Treasure while still in the Golden Core stage were either heirs to ancient legacies, or peerless geniuses blessed with heaven-defying luck.
As for the more powerful Spirit Treasures, there were scarcely a handful in the entire Northern Border Wasteland—only the exalted Transcendent Integration Venerables or Quasi-Emperors could claim them.
And Immortal Artifacts, the highest grade of all, existed only in the Upper Realm.
In short, the bestowal of these Earth-Rank magical artifacts filled every disciple with joy, binding their loyalty to the Primordial Beginning Sect even tighter.
Next came the inner disciples.
Currently, the sect had only two inner disciples: Wang Tiezhu and Li Qinglan.
But it was only the first day, and Jiang Ling was in no hurry.
He glanced at the two, then took out a sword and a shield, sending them floating before them with his mana.
Both were Profound-Rank Spirit Artifacts. After a moment of polite refusal, the sword went to Wang Tiezhu, and the shield to Li Qinglan.
Jiang Ling nodded silently in approval.
Their lack of greed and mutual courtesy was the mark of disciples from a great sect—truly admirable.
The two Profound-Rank Spirit Artifacts had rebated two Middle-Grade Immortal Artifacts—another excellent haul.
With inner disciples receiving Spirit Artifacts, all eyes turned to the three core disciples, their rewards the most anticipated of all.
Every gaze locked onto Jincancan and the other two, wide and eager.
"Jincancan."
Jiang Ling beckoned with a smile.
Jincancan immediately puffed out its chest and flew forward, its glazed eyes sparkling with anticipation.
It currently owned no treasures of note—even a trivial gift from its master would be welcome.
"Your wings are as sharp as blades, your edge growing sharper by the day. These Gale-Splitting Golden Feather Blades are Earth-Rank Spirit Artifacts. I bestow them upon you today—may you defend yourself with them, and uphold the fame of the Primordial Beginning Sect!"
[Ding! Detected Host gifting disciple 2x Gale-Splitting Golden Feather Blades! Ten-Thousandfold Critical Rebate Triggered!]
[Rebate Successful!]
[Congratulations Host on obtaining 2x High-Grade Immortal Artifact Black Yellow Heavenly Blades! (Note: Forged from the Black and Yellow Qi, these blades contain a wisp of the earth's solidity and the sharpness of annihilation, and possess a natural suppression against demons, evil spirits, and dark creatures.)]
Jincancan nodded, taking the Gale-Splitting Golden Feather Blades with a listless air.
Earth-Rank Spirit Artifacts—barely stronger than its current wings, a mere trifle.
It was about to retreat when Jiang Ling called out: "Wait."
Jincancan stared at him in confusion, its glazed eyes flickering.
More gifts?
But even another Spirit Artifact would be of little use.
Unless... it was a Magic Treasure?
At the thought, Jincancan perked up slightly.
In the next moment, Jiang Ling pulled two more blades from his sleeve, holding them out slowly.
"Ahem. These are the High-Grade Immortal Artifact Black Yellow Heavenly Blades, also a pair. As my first disciple, I bestow them upon you today—may you walk the Dao with their protection, and ascend to the Immortal Realm soon."
Chirp?!
Jincancan's eyes bulged to the size of saucers, letting out an incredulous chirp.
Immortal Artifacts?
High-Grade ones?
Had it misheard?
Everyone else stared dumbfounded at the Black Yellow Heavenly Blades in Jiang Ling's hands, doubting their own hearing.
Immortal Artifacts!
Treasures that existed only in the Upper Realm—no force in the entire Canglan Realm was rumored to possess one.
Was the Sect Master truly not spouting nonsense?
Hua Yuntian opened his mouth to sneer—then froze.
If his eyes did not deceive him, there was genuine immortal radiance swirling on the two heavenly blades in Jiang Ling's hands!
As a former Tribulation Transcending powerhouse who had once weathered the Ascension Thunder Tribulation, Hua Yuntian had once condensed a wisp of immortal mana.
He could not possibly misrecognize it.
These two Black Yellow Heavenly Blades were truly Immortal Artifacts!
How was this possible?!
Who exactly was Jiang Ling?
How could he possess Immortal Artifacts?
Hua Yuntian stood rooted to the spot, his Dao heart trembling violently, on the verge of shattering completely.