System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

In fact, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan were originally unaware of the intricacies of establishing a blood oath to Heaven.

Fortunately, the sect elders were very thoughtful and had already explained the method and details of the oath to them as soon as they stepped into the sect leader's hall.

"Disciple Chen Xuan swears a blood oath by the Heavenly Dao..."

"Disciple Wang Kaixuan, swears a blood oath by the Heavenly Dao..."

As the crimson pattern in front of the two gradually dissipated, two waves of Heavenly Dao energy descended and wrapped around them without any abnormality.

This means that Heaven has recognized the contents of the blood oath between the two.

From this moment on, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan were completely integrated into Xuanqing Palace, sharing the glory and disgrace of the sect and becoming closely connected.

Upon seeing this, the white-bearded old man smiled broadly, and the second and third generation disciples below bowed to Chen Xuan and his companion, warmly greeting them.

"Junior Brother Chen Xuan."

"Junior Brother Triumph."

After a lively exchange of pleasantries, the white-bearded elder at the head of the group raised his hand and gently gestured, and the hall instantly fell silent.

He looked down at Chen Xuan and the other person and said slowly, "Now that you are new disciples, you have officially stepped into the path of immortality. You can choose a Daoist name for yourselves. Of course, whether you choose one or not is entirely up to you. You can also use your real name as your Daoist name."

Chen Xuan had long been aware of these kinds of small details. Senior brothers and sisters like Qinglian, Fengyue, Tianshuang, Jianxin, and Piaoxue certainly didn't originally have their current names. They were most likely named after their tribal surnames. However, since they met, no one had easily revealed their real names. That's the beauty of their Daoist titles.

After a moment's thought, Wang Kaixuan bowed to the white-bearded old man on the platform and said, "My Daoist name is Sanzang."

"Sanzang...?" Chen Xuan couldn't help but smile upon hearing this.

"Nephew Chen Xuan, have you decided on your Daoist name?" the white-bearded old man asked Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan nodded slightly: "The Daoist name I chose is Beiming."

The name "Beiming" held profound significance for Chen Xuan. Firstly, he had frequently used this name in his previous life, and secondly, it was because of Biluo. To save the Longxia clan, Biluo had risked exhausting her life force to avert the cataclysmic disaster before it struck.

It wasn't until Chen Xuan saw Biluo's true form, the Yellow Spring River, that he suddenly realized that the girl in the fragment of his true spirit from his previous life was actually Biluo. It was from that moment that he understood why Biluo had repeatedly helped him, even personally transplanting nine green lotuses for him. The Daoist name "Beiming" constantly reminded Chen Xuan not to forget the Longxia clan, and spurred him on to never stop on his path to becoming stronger.

Deep in his heart, he harbored a persistent ambition: once he was powerful enough, he would travel through time and space back to the world of Blue Star, reverse time, and resurrect Biluo.

“Beiming…” the white-bearded old man repeated in a low voice, and then recorded this Daoist name in the sect’s roster of disciples.

After Wang Kaixuan and Chen Xuan's Daoist names were registered one by one, the white-bearded old man made no further moves.

Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan, the two new disciples, were a bit confused, since they had no idea what procedures were going to follow next.

However, noticing that the gazes of the second and third generation disciples kept drifting towards the Nascent Soul Daoists on the seats on both sides, Chen Xuan had a feeling that the next step was to accept disciples.

At that moment, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan also turned their attention to the dozen or so Nascent Soul Daoists present, filled with curiosity about who would be their master.

Although no immortal ancestor appeared today, given Chen Xuan's temperament, he wouldn't force anything unless he was absolutely certain.

"What's going on? No Nascent Soul cultivators from any sects are taking on disciples?"

"No way? Could it be that not a single Nascent Soul cultivator has taken a liking to these two junior brothers?"

"How could that be? Junior Brother Chen Xuan is so outstanding, let's wait and see..."

As everyone whispered and discussed amongst themselves, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan also began to get anxious. They hadn't expected to be stuck like this, with no one coming to take them as disciples, and they were at a loss for what to do.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly strange, a hearty laugh suddenly came from the void outside the main hall. Immediately afterwards, a yellow dragon phantom, accompanied by a gust of wind, rushed in and landed steadily on the steps above the main hall.

Upon seeing the somewhat disheveled old man in the yellow robe, the group of Nascent Soul Daoists, who had been calm and composed, all stood up and bowed in unison, saying, "Greetings, Uncle-Master Longxi!"

Upon the arrival of the immortal, the second and third generation disciples hurriedly paid their respects: "Disciple greets Ancestor Dragon Breath!"

When Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan first met the immortal ancestor of Xuanqing Palace, they hurriedly followed the crowd and bowed in worship.

Dragon Breath Immortal nodded to everyone, then turned his gaze to Wang Kaixuan beside Chen Xuan and asked with a smile, "Little Sanzang, would you be willing to become my disciple?"

This scene startled the Nascent Soul cultivators who had risen to their feet.

Although they had heard that Chen Xuan had been chosen by the sect's higher-ups, they never expected that the disciple that Master Longxi wanted to take on would be the mediocre Wang Kaixuan.

Although Wang Kaixuan had seen some of the world, he was still stunned when the immortal asked him about taking on disciples in public. After all, his performance in the Hall of Proof of the Dao was really not good, so how could he have imagined that an immortal would take a liking to him?

"Brother Sanzang, what are you daydreaming about?" Chen Xuan quietly nudged Wang Kaixuan, who was lost in thought, and reminded him telepathically.

"Oh, oh." Wang Kaixuan snapped out of his daze and hurriedly nodded, then kowtowed to the Dragon Breath Immortal in front of everyone, "Disciple is willing!"

After kowtowing nine times, Wang Kaixuan was now a true disciple personally taught by the immortal.

At this moment, the senior disciples in the hall looked at Wang Kaixuan with complicated expressions. They were convinced that Chen Xuan could become a disciple of the Immortal Ancestor, but they had some doubts about Wang Kaixuan's situation.

Of course, they only dared to think about it in their hearts, and no one dared to say a word.

Immortals have their own preferences when it comes to taking disciples. Even if they take a wild beast as a disciple, what can others say?

"Come, come over here to your master." Immortal Longxi beckoned to Wang Kaixuan, who quickly ran to his master's side and stood in the first row of seats on the stage, close to Immortal Longxi.

With Wang Kaixuan leaving the team, all eyes were now on Chen Xuan. Not only was Wang Kaixuan anxious for Chen Xuan, but Qinglian, Fengyue, Tianshuang, and the others were also extremely worried, their gazes shifting back and forth between Ancestor Longxi and Chen Xuan. However, no matter how they looked at it, Ancestor Longxi showed no intention of speaking again.

"How could this happen?" Qinglian looked at Chen Xuan, whose expression was becoming increasingly uneasy, and whispered anxiously.

“Yes, Junior Brother Beiming is so outstanding, how could our Grandmaster…” Fengyue also looked anxiously at Senior Sister Piaoxue, who remained calm.

"Wait quietly," Piaoxue whispered to her two junior sisters beside her.

"Hmph, this is what happens when you're too arrogant. Now look what's happened. Even that fat guy who was defeated by me has been accepted as a disciple by a celestial being, while you, not even a Nascent Soul Daoist has taken you as a disciple. This is enough to show the problem with you." Haoyue hid in a corner of the main hall, watching Chen Xuan being stared at with strange looks by a crowd. He felt extremely pleased and satisfied!