Chapter 314 The Primordial Immortal Lord Accepts Xiao Yan as His Disciple, the Eleventh Sequence!
After saying that, Li Changsheng strode towards the bronze palace gate.
Xiao Yan stood there, his palms sweating as he gripped the Xuan Heavy Ruler.
He tried to straighten his back, but under the terrifying pressure emanating from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, his legs still trembled slightly.
This scene naturally caught the attention of everyone on Douluo Continent.
Inside the Hall of Elders, in the Spirit Hall.
Qian Daoliu sat beneath the angel statue, looking at Xiao Yan, who was left outside the door in the light screen. His tense expression immediately relaxed.
He let out a long breath and reached for a cup of tea beside him.
"I knew it! How could such a high and mighty creator possibly invite a mere ant from the lower realm into the main hall?"
Qian Daoliu sneered and shook his head.
"Judging from this, at most it's just that the Immortal Lord had a sudden whim and wanted to ask a couple of questions outside the door."
"Or perhaps the Celestial Court just happens to be short of a gofer, and seeing that this kid has extraordinary talent, they plan to give him a low-level job."
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On the other side, deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.
Di Tian's enormous body coiled beside the Lake of Life, looking at the light screen, and he also let out a disdainful dragon roar.
"I thought this kid had some incredible stroke of luck."
As he spoke, Di Tian's golden dragon eyes were filled with mockery.
"After all that, we still can't even get into the main hall of the Immortal Lord."
"Leaving me outside in the cold wind like a dog."
"This treatment is only slightly better than that of Han Feng, who was trampled to death by wild beasts as soon as he arrived."
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It's not just them.
The Sea God, the God of Evil, and all the other Douluo deities breathed a sigh of relief.
What they fear most is that people from the Dou Qi Continent will rise to prominence there, making their Douluo Continent seem even more incompetent.
"I knew it. This kind of bumpkin only deserves to wait outside." Poseidon crossed his legs, his face full of smugness.
"Being able to stand outside the Immortal Lord's Hall and breathe in a couple of breaths of immortal energy is probably a blessing this kid has accumulated over several lifetimes."
Just when everyone in Douluo Continent thought that Xiao Yan was only fit to be questioned outside the door, they all started to mock him.
Li Changsheng, visible through the light screen, walked to the two towering bronze gates, each a hundred feet high, and bowed respectfully, saying:
"Master, Xiao Yan has been brought to wait outside the hall."
As soon as the words were spoken, a gentle voice slowly emanated from inside the bronze gate.
"Come in."
As these three words fell, the two tightly closed bronze giant doors, which were filled with supreme Dao runes, closed.
It slowly opened to both sides amidst everyone's incredulous gaze.
In an instant, an extremely dense aura of immortal energy, which had even turned into liquid, burst forth from the main hall.
The scene deep within the main hall was then revealed to Xiao Yan and countless beings outside the light screen.
Upon seeing this, Qian Daoliu dropped his teacup on the spot, spilling tea all over the floor.
Di Tian looked utterly incredulous, his dragon eyes wide open.
The entire Douluo God Realm was completely silent.
The door is open?
That supreme immortal lord who could crush the black blood of a quasi-immortal emperor with one hand and regard immortal kings as mere insects.
They actually opened the main gate of the hall?
Why would a mere firework worker at the Great Dou Master level be allowed to enter the palace for an audience?
As the massive bronze gate, inscribed with runes of the Great Dao, slowly opened, an ancient aura, seemingly from the very beginning of creation, swept over us.
Xiao Yan stood outside the hall and took a deep breath.
The rich immortal energy flowed into his limbs and bones through his mouth and nose. With just this one breath, the originally stagnant battle qi in his body instantly boiled and showed signs of breaking through.
Subsequently, Xiao Yan dared not slack off. He gritted his teeth, withstood the invisible pressure emanating from the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and stepped over the high threshold one by one.
The moment you step into the main hall, the scene before you instantly changes.
This is not a palace; it is practically an independent and vast universe.
The interior of the hall has no dome; above it is a deep starry sky, with countless stars slowly moving along some mysterious trajectory.
The ground beneath their feet was paved with a single piece of radiant immortal crystal, and with each step, a faint ripple of the Great Dao would spread out.
At the very front of the main hall, atop ninety-nine white jade steps.
A figure dressed in pristine white sat upright.
He was a young man who looked to be only in his early twenties.
His appearance was so handsome that no words could be found to describe it.
His features seemed to be the most perfect masterpiece of this world, without a single flaw.
His eyes were as deep as an abyss, seemingly containing the illusions of the changing of the sun and moon, and the birth and death of the universe.
He simply leaned back casually, emanating no sharp aura whatsoever.
But the overwhelming aura of absolute superiority emanating from the depths of his soul gave Xiao Yan an urge to prostrate himself in worship.
Primordial Immortal Lord, Jiang Chen.
To Jiang Chen's lower left stood a woman of unparalleled beauty.
She wore a simple white dress, and her long, black hair cascaded down to her waist like a waterfall.
Her face was aloof and elegant, like the bright moon in the heavens, untouchable.
A faint emerald green halo surrounded him, each ray of which contained the ultimate power of life creation.
Ancestral spirits, willow deity.
The two, one sitting and one standing, exuded an aura of extreme restraint, yet seemed to be completely integrated with this vast immortal universe.
Before such an indescribable and supreme being, any mundane words seem pale and powerless.
However, in one corner of the main hall, an extremely discordant scene appeared.
A little boy who looked only three or four years old, with delicate and beautiful features, was squatting behind a white marble pillar, eating a golden-brown, oily roasted animal leg without any regard for his image.
His mouth was covered in oil from eating, and his big, dark eyes were curiously observing Xiao Yan who had just entered the room.
It was Shi Hao, the zero-sequence disciple of the Primordial Immortal Court.
Seeing these scenes, Xiao Yan suppressed his shock and dared not look any longer.
He strode to the center of the main hall, knelt down properly on both knees, and performed the most solemn apprenticeship ceremony in the Dou Qi Continent.
"Junior Xiao Yan greets the Immortal Lord."
Xiao Yan's voice was strong and clear, neither humble nor arrogant.
"This junior was unaware that the Immortal Lord had summoned me. I have been impolite and hope that you will forgive me."
On the throne.
Jiang Chen looked down at the young man below who carried a black ruler on his back and had a respectful expression, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.
"Get up."
Jiang Chen raised his hand, and a gentle force lifted Xiao Yan up.
"Neither humble nor arrogant, with a resilient spirit."
"It's truly admirable that they can maintain this inherent rebelliousness and resilience after experiencing numerous setbacks."
Jiang Chen's praise warmed Xiao Yan's heart.
He endured three years of scorn in Wutan City, and was even jilted by his fiancée. Only he knew the bitterness he suffered.
"I am ashamed," Xiao Yan said, bowing his head.
Jiang Chen gently tapped the white jade armrest with his fingers, his deep gaze seemingly seeing through Xiao Yan's past and future.
"Xiao Yan, although the Dou Qi system in your world is rudimentary, with your own efforts and those few strange fire seeds, you may very well be able to forge your own path in the future."
Upon hearing the phrase "strange fire seed," both Xiao Yan and Yao Lao in the ring felt a chill run down their spines.
In the presence of such an unparalleled giant, they indeed had no secrets whatsoever.
Jiang Chen paused, his tone becoming more serious.
"However, that road is too slow and too narrow."
"I have summoned you here today to ask you a question."
Jiang Chen's voice echoed in the main hall.
"Would you be willing to join my Primordial Celestial Court?"
"If you are willing, I can accept you as the eleventh disciple of my Celestial Court, bestow upon you supreme immortal techniques, and help you break through the shackles of the plane and embark on the true path."
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent.
Even Shi Hao, who was gnawing on a beast's leg, stopped what he was doing and blinked his big eyes at Xiao Yan.
Liu Shen, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but glance at Xiao Yan again, but remained calm.
Outside the light screen, the entire Douluo Continent and Dou Qi Continent erupted in chaos at this moment.
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Meanwhile, in the Douluo Continent.
Deep within the Starry Sky Forest, beside the Lake of Life.
Di Tian's enormous dragon body suddenly shot into the sky from the lake, its black dragon wings, which blotted out the sky, frantically pounded the water, creating giant waves hundreds of feet high.
"roar!"
A dragon's roar filled with resentment resounded throughout the entire Star Dou Great Forest.
"Why! Why is this happening?!"
Di Tian stared intently at the light screen in the sky with his golden vertical pupils, the blood vessels in his eyes almost bursting open.
He can't accept it!
Just a few months ago, Gu Yuena, the supreme ruler of their Star Dou Great Forest and the most noble Silver Dragon King of the Soul Beast race.
After awakening their bloodline, they surrendered to the Primordial Celestial Court without hesitation for the future of the Soul Beast race.
Gu Yuena even went so far as to set aside her pride as the Dragon God and kneel before that void portal, pleading with the Immortal Lord to accept her as a disciple.
And what was the result?
The high and mighty immortal lord didn't even spare Gu Yuena a glance.
Gu Yuena didn't even get to see the Immortal Lord!
But what is that brat named Xiao Yan in the light screen right now?
A Grand Master who doesn't even have soul power and can only mess around with that lousy battle qi inside his body!
In terms of strength, he couldn't even defeat a ten-year-old soul beast on the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.
In terms of bloodline, he was just an ordinary mortal.
But it's just a piece of trash that has nothing to offer.
He was actually summoned by that supreme giant who crushed the black blood of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor with one hand!
Not only did they open the main gate of the hall to let him in, they even personally promised to take him as their disciple!
Or is it some kind of eleventh sequence?
It was obvious that a separate seat was reserved for him!
"Why should I?!"
Thinking of all this, Di Tian punched a boulder on the shore, smashing the seemingly indestructible rock into powder.
"My lord, the Silver Dragon King, is an incarnation of the Dragon God, whose bloodline is of the highest nobility! She knelt outside the door, pleading desperately, but to no avail."
"This Xiao Yan is nothing but a good-for-nothing who was rejected by his family and sent to Spirit Medicine Peak to work as a fire worker."
"Is the Immortal Lord blind? Why would he reject my master and accept such trash as a disciple?"
Di Tian was so jealous he was almost going crazy.
He recalled Gu Yuena's resolute gaze as the light curtain descended, and the tragic fate of the Soul Beast race, forced to eke out a living.
Let's look again at the black-clad youth standing in the center of the Immortal Lord's Hall in the light screen, about to ascend to heaven in one step.
A profound sense of powerlessness and humiliation completely overwhelmed this once-arrogant beast god.
He knew that the Immortal Lord hadn't been blind.
This supreme being didn't take the soul beasts of their Douluo Continent seriously at all.
In the eyes of the Immortal Lord, that mortal from the Dou Qi Continent seemed to be more valuable than their noble Silver Dragon King.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the Dou Qi Continent...
In the depths of the Soul Realm, in the Central Plains.
Inside the cold and eerie hall, black mist swirled.
A pale and effeminate man dressed in black robes sat on a throne made of countless white bones.
The patriarch of the Soul Clan, the Soul Emperor.
The most powerful nine-star Dou Sheng in the Dou Qi Continent, a ruthless hero who would stop at nothing to break through to Dou Di.
When he heard Jiang Chen personally promise to take Xiao Yan as his disciple, a hint of undisguised shock flashed in the Soul Emperor's usually calm eyes.
"Accept him as a disciple..."
The Soul Emperor muttered to himself, his withered fingers tapping lightly on the bone armrest, producing a chilling tapping sound.
He naturally also saw the terror of the Primordial Celestial Court through the light screen.
Whether it was the gray-robed old man refining medicine, or Li Changsheng carrying a sword, or even the little kid in the corner of the hall gnawing on a beast's leg.
Any one of them from this Celestial Court, if brought to the Dou Qi Continent, could absolutely crush the eight ancient clans and turn the Soul Clan's proud foundation into dust.
"That brat Xiao Yan is nothing more than an ant from a declining family in the Jia Ma Empire under my Soul Clan."
The Soul Emperor's eye twitched slightly.
"What makes him worthy of that immortal lord's attention?"
But soon, the shock on the Soul Emperor's face gradually subsided, replaced by a cold smile.
He carefully considered the words Jiang Chen had just said.
"Eleventh-order disciple..."
The Soul Emperor snorted coldly and shook his head.
"I thought it was some supreme inheritance, but it turns out it's just an ordinary thing ranked eleventh."
In the eyes of the Soul Emperor, the more powerful a sect is, the more rigid its hierarchical system will be.
A behemoth like the Primordial Celestial Court, which stands above all the heavens and myriad realms, must have countless disciples.
"This so-called sequence is probably just a name used by their Celestial Court to classify the levels of disciples."
"The one ranked first is naturally the core of the core."
"But this Xiao Yan was ranked eleventh as soon as he entered the sect."
The Soul Emperor stood up and looked through the main hall at the light screen in the sky.
What does this mean?
"This shows that in the eyes of that immortal lord, Xiao Yan's aptitude is just so-so."
"There are at least ten more geniuses ahead of him who are even more monstrous!"
"Taking him as a disciple is probably just a whim of the Immortal Lord, who wants to raise a pawn from the Dou Qi Continent under his command."
Thinking of this, the Soul Emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his disdain growing even stronger.
"Eleventh sequence..."
"Even if such a marginalized disciple learns a little bit over there, he won't be able to cause any big trouble when he comes back."
"Our Soul Clan's grand plan, which has been in the works for a thousand years, will not be hindered by this mere bottom-ranked disciple!"
(End of chapter)