Uncle Nine: I became Master Qianhe, and my fame resounded throughout the Daoist sect.

Back in the living room, Uncle Nine said, "Junior Brother Qianhe, please have some tea first. I'll perform the apprenticeship ceremony for Zhang Dadan first!"

"Okay, senior brother, you go ahead and do your work." Qianhe nodded, then sat down and drank tea by herself.

Uncle Nine then led Zhang Dadan to the patriarch's room.

"Ren Fa's coffin relocation is coming. I almost forgot I have a mission: to have Ren Weiyong play in the peak tournament! Tsk tsk, let's show this old Deng what the peak tournament is all about."

Chizuru said with a smile.

Since it's a free gift, why not take it?

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And the other side.

The Ancestral Master's Room.

The incense table, like a solemn mountain, stands firmly in the center of the main hall.

The statue of the patriarch is enshrined above, and the candles on both sides flicker and shine like leaping sprites.

Zhang Dadan saw the statue of the patriarch as if it were a living person. He stood in front of the incense table, so nervous that his palms seemed to be able to squeeze water out of them.

Seeing this, Qiu Sheng joked, "Junior brother, don't panic. This is my godfather. After you become my disciple, we will be brothers as close as brothers."

“Yes, from now on, we can take turns offering incense to the elderly at the mortuary!” Wencai chuckled.

Uncle Nine glared at Wencai, and only then did Wencai shut up.

The mortuary was left to Wencai by Uncle Jiu, so it's Wencai's duty to offer incense to the elderly.

Of course, Zhang Dadan could also do it, but the person in charge still had to be Wencai.

Wencai's idea was that Zhang Dadan, who was destined to live in the mortuary, would naturally have to do more work, while he, Wencai, could relax a bit.

After all, Qiu Sheng still had to go back to his aunt's shop, so it can be said that Qiu Sheng wasn't particularly interested in cultivating Taoism.

Because his aunt had no son, she treated him like her own son and planned to leave everything in the shop to Qiu Sheng.

“Okay,” Zhang Dadan nodded in response.

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When the appointed time arrived, Uncle Nine, dressed in an immaculate Taoist robe, strolled out like a Taoist master.

His expression was solemn, like an unshakeable mountain, standing firmly to one side of the ancestral master's tablet.

"How dare you! This is our ancestor!"

Zhang Dadan took a deep breath, like a warrior about to go into battle: "Yes, Master!"

He stepped forward and respectfully performed the three kneelings and nine kowtows to Uncle Nine, shouting, "Master, please accept my bow."

Each kowtow was like a heavy hammer striking a drum, filled with utmost devotion.

Uncle Nine nodded slightly. After Zhang Dadan finished bowing, he picked up the peach wood sword that had been prepared on the table beforehand, as if it were a peerless divine weapon, and gently placed it on Zhang Dadan's shoulder, muttering incantations: "Today I am accepting you as my disciple. I hope you will uphold the righteous path, stand upright like a pine tree, and not be afraid of evil spirits."

"Offer incense to the Ancestral Master. If the Ancestral Master approves of you, then you will be my formal disciple!" Uncle Nine said, waving his arm, and the incense burned automatically as if by magic.

This amazing scene left Zhang Dadan speechless.

However, this is also the kind of Taoist practice he admires.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Dadan respectfully offered incense to the ancestral master.

After discovering that the incense was burning perfectly, Uncle Nine finally smiled with satisfaction and said repeatedly, "Good, good, good!"

These three "good"s echoed like three thunderclaps within the mortuary.

That was the patriarch's approval, and also his satisfaction with Zhang Dadan.

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Then, Uncle Nine handed him a yellowed introductory book on Maoshan magic, which shone like a bright pearl, radiating a mysterious light: "This is the Shangqing Great Cave True Scripture. You must study it diligently from now on. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. Of course, I will also teach you the introductory cultivation method."

Zhang Dadan accepted the gift with both hands, his eyes burning with unwavering determination: "Thank you, Master. Your disciple will certainly live up to your expectations."

"Well, this peach wood sword is your gift for becoming an apprentice! Please accept it."

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Dadan respectfully accepted the peach wood sword handed to him by Uncle Jiu.

He held it in his hands, treating it like a precious treasure.

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai clapped and cheered, filling the mortuary with a joyful and peaceful festive atmosphere.

"Yay! We have a junior brother now!"

"Yes, we have a junior brother now!"

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai hugged and kissed.

When the two realized what was happening, they quickly spat.

Uncle Nine ignored the two idiots: "Let's go, your martial uncle is in the living room. Let's see what kind of gift your martial uncle Qianhe will give you." Uncle Nine smiled and looked at Zhang Dadan.

Zhang Dadan nodded and followed Uncle Jiu out.

Upon seeing Qianhe, Zhang Dadan immediately changed his address: "Uncle-Master Qianhe!"

"Hmm, you've successfully become an apprentice?" Qianhe smiled as she looked at Zhang Dadan.

"Yes, Master has accepted me!"

"Alright, you must cultivate diligently from now on. I have nothing else to give you right now, so I'll use this Spirit Gathering Pill to cleanse your marrow and refine your essence!"

As she spoke, Qianhe took out a Spirit Gathering Pill from her system inventory and gave it to Zhang Dadan as a gift.

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