Chapter 92: Tiancang Lineage's Direct Descendant

Amidst the laughter, many cultivators almost thought their ears were playing tricks on them when they heard Li Shui being invited to join Tianmai Peak. Could the Tiancang lineage be so desperate? Inviting a waste of thirteen years who had failed to cultivate a divine root would surely tarnish the Tiancang lineage's reputation.

Li Shui, who had been ignored by everyone, now attracted many gazes. However, from a distance, he wore a simple white robe, and though he looked delicate, his frail and weak appearance made him seem insignificant.

Bearing the name of a thirteen-year waste, Li Shui looked like a waste, even a model of waste.

However, the expressions of the Lingjing cultivators present changed when they looked at Li Shui. They had not paid attention to him earlier, but now they were all taken aback.

In the eyes of the Lingjing cultivators, Li Shui's blood qi was vigorous, and his cultivation energy flowed continuously, emitting a faint green glow.

"This is definitely not a cultivation child!" The Lingjing cultivators were extremely shocked, exchanging glances, but none of them could see through Li Shui's divine root or cultivation level, so they all chose to remain silent.

"Ha ha ha!" Not far away, Han Zixiang burst into laughter upon hearing Mo Qing's words, "Has Immortal Qianzang gone mad in seclusion, inviting a dying person to join the sect! How hilarious!"

"Whoosh—" Such disrespectful words could only be spoken by Han Zixiang. As soon as he said them, those who had been laughing immediately shut their mouths, not daring to say more. For a moment, Luoyun Cliff was silent. According to the Northern Cold Sect's rules, insulting the head of a lineage would result in a punishment with the Immortal Whip.

One strike from the Immortal Whip felt like being pierced by ten thousand arrows. Who could endure it?

"Rubbish! Be respectful!" The green-haired Elder Han, his face losing its composure, coldly shouted, "Immortal Qianzang is unfathomable. How can you, a mere child, understand? If you speak out of turn again, you will be punished according to the Northern Cold Sect's rules!"

By scolding Han Zixiang, Elder Han was essentially letting him off the hook. No one would take issue with the child of a lineage elder. At the same time, Elder Han secretly transmitted a message to Han Zixiang, praising Li Shui's extraordinary qualities, but Han Zixiang's expression did not change. He merely glanced at Li Shui indifferently.

Mo Qing turned to look at Han Zixiang, his face calm and composed, then bowed to Elder Han and said, "Thank you, Elder Han!"

Then Mo Qing smiled at Li Shui again, "Junior Brother Li Shui, don't pay attention to others' comments! Are you willing to join the Tiancang lineage?"

At this moment, Li Shui looked at Mo Qing, feeling deeply moved.

In the thirteen years at the Northern Cold Sect, Li Shui had visited Tiancang Peak countless times. Among the eight lineages, only the Tiancang lineage had never discriminated against him. Whenever Li Shui studied in the Tiancang Cave, anyone there would patiently explain his doubts, no matter how many times he asked.

"Great things come late! If a dragon does not roar, it will shock the world when it does!" These were the words Immortal Qianzang had personally said about Li Shui. At this moment, only Li Shui and A Mu understood that Immortal Qianzang's words were spot on.

Today, on the life-and-death platform, Li Shui would shock the world.

"Senior Brother Mo, are your words true? The Tiancang Cave is willing to take me as a disciple? I am the acknowledged waste of the Northern Cold Sect!" Li Shui's words were a mix of jest and boundless sorrow.

After thirteen years, Li Shui finally had the资格 to join one of the eight lineages. For thirteen years, he had dreamed of the day he would cultivate a divine root and join a lineage. That day had finally come. Looking back on the past thirteen years, it felt like a dream.

However, Li Shui had never really thought about which lineage to join. Now that the ancient holy lotus was complete, it didn't matter which lineage he joined, which was why he hadn't participated in the minor examination.

But among the eight lineages, the Tiancang lineage had shown him the greatest kindness.

"Ha ha! Junior Brother Li Shui, whether you are a waste or not, Immortal Qianzang has already made his judgment! When heaven bestows a great task upon someone, it first tests their resolve and strengthens their will! Junior Brother Li Shui, today you will rise like a hidden dragon, and you should join our Tiancang lineage!"

Mo Qing looked at Li Shui, his eyes clear and warm, just as they had been for the past thirteen years.

"Rise like a hidden dragon! Excellent!" Li Shui sighed, "Thank you, Immortal Qianzang! Thank you, Senior Brother Mo! I am willing to join the Tiancang lineage!"

In fact, many things didn't need too many reasons. The warmth and kindness of the past were enough for Li Shui to choose the Tiancang lineage.

At this moment, no one knew that Li Shui's acceptance would lay the foundation for the Tiancang lineage's future glory.

"Heh—" When Li Shui accepted Mo Qing's invitation, countless Northern Cold Sect disciples shook their heads and laughed bitterly.

It was truly a case of a waste lineage finding a waste disciple, a perfect match!

"Excellent!" Mo Qing was extremely pleased when Li Shui nodded in agreement. Everything Immortal Qianzang had predicted was accurate. Then he reached into his storage bag and took out an object.

It was an ancient-looking large bow, with a green bow arm of unknown material, emitting a faint green glow. The black, shiny bowstring shimmered with endless dark light. The ancient aura spread, and an overwhelming pressure emanated from the bow. As soon as it appeared, everyone's hearts trembled, but there were no arrows! Several initial-stage cultivators involuntarily stepped back, unable to withstand the pressure.

A Soul Treasure! This was a Soul Treasure!

"The Tiancang Luo Shen Bow!" At this moment, almost all the Lingjing cultivators' faces changed. Even Mei Wangnan, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, opened them, his gaze landing directly on the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow.

This bow hadn't appeared in the Northern Cold Sect for three hundred years!

The Tiancang Luo Shen Bow, a top-tier initial-stage Soul Treasure, was the lineage treasure passed down by the founder of the Tiancang lineage.

The Tiancang Luo Shen Bow could fell even immortals and gods. Many Soul Realm cultivators had lost their lives to this bow. In terms of power, it ranked among the top three treasures in the Northern Cold Sect. Even A Mu's Qiankun Ruyi Bracelet, in terms of killing power, was inferior to it.

An intermediate-stage cultivator, if wielding the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow, would make even a Lingjing cultivator wary.

The Tiancang Luo Shen Bow, where there is no distinction between immortals and mortals!

Mo Qing had actually brought the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow today! Everyone was unsure what the Tiancang lineage was planning.

"Senior Brother Li Shui, this bow is called the 'Tiancang Luo Shen,' a top-tier initial-stage Soul Treasure. Once activated, divine arrows will appear. Immortal Qianzang instructed me that if you agree to join our Tiancang lineage, this bow will be given to you. From this moment on, you will be the direct descendant of the Tiancang lineage's head! I hope that you will hold this divine bow and bring glory to the Northern Cold Sect and the Tiancang lineage!"

As he spoke, Mo Qing's expression was solemn, and he held the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow with both hands, presenting it to Li Shui.

"Whoosh—" The entire Luoyun Cliff, or rather, the entire Northern Cold Sect, erupted in excitement.

How could this be? Many people felt dizzy and disoriented.

Not long ago, the Northern Cold Sect's leader, Han Qianli, had taken A Mu, who could not cultivate a divine root, as a named disciple, which was already absurd! Now, the head of the Tiancang lineage, Immortal Qianzang, had directly taken a waste of thirteen years as a direct descendant and bestowed the lineage treasure, the initial-stage Soul Treasure, the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow.

Was the Northern Cold Sect going to become a sect of wastes? Even the always calm Mei Wangnan's face changed, but his thoughts were different from others.

"Li Qianzang is mysterious and would never act rashly! This is a dangerous message!" The green aura on Mei Wangnan's face flashed and disappeared, and his hands, gripping the stone chair, tightened slightly.

"What does Immortal Qianzang mean?" Elder Han of the Zixue Cave, his face turning cold, shot two icy glares at Mo Qing.

A Mu and Li Shui were about to face Han Zixiang on the life-and-death platform. At this moment, taking Li Shui as a direct descendant and bestowing the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow was clearly aimed at Han Zixiang, or even directly at the Zixue Cave.

Mo Qing smiled slightly at these words. Although he was only a seventh-stage initial cultivator, he had an extraordinary demeanor and showed no fear in the face of Elder Han, speaking calmly and respectfully, "To Elder Han. Immortal Qianzang said that once Li Shui joins our Tiancang lineage, he will be one of us. Taking him as a disciple and bestowing the divine bow are all for the prosperity of the Tiancang lineage and the Northern Cold Sect! I ask, which direct descendant does not have a few decent treasures?"

"Hmph!" Elder Han sneered, "That sounds good! Who can't see what this means? Do you think the Tiancang Luo Shen Bow will help you kill my son?"

"Killing or not, that's a matter for the life-and-death platform! Immortal Qianzang has more to say!" Mo Qing did not respond to Elder Han's words but suddenly straightened his body, looked around, and said loudly, "Immortal Qianzang said that today on the life-and-death platform, life and death are determined by fate and skill! If anyone uses underhanded means to win, no matter who they are or what their cultivation level, Immortal Qianzang will personally destroy them, erasing their soul and spirit, preventing them from entering the cycle of rebirth!"

Mo Qing's last words were said with a stern and fierce tone, filled with killing intent.

As soon as these words were spoken, Elder Han's face turned extremely ugly, but fortunately, his green hair and complexion matched well!

At the same time, these words sent a shock through everyone on Luoyun Cliff.

The Northern Cold Sect's Tiancang lineage, from Immortal Qianzang to ordinary disciples, had always been gentle and kind, never seeking conflict. But now, with Immortal Qianzang's harsh words and Mo Qing's stern tone, the entire sect was stunned, and everyone felt a chill.

Almost everyone sensed that the atmosphere today was different. For Immortal Qianzang to say such things, he must have decided to take drastic action. Even Mei Wangnan and Bing Xianzi's faces were extremely ugly.

"Whoever they are, whatever their cultivation level, Immortal Qianzang will personally destroy them, erasing their soul and spirit, preventing them from entering the cycle of rebirth!" These words echoed through Luoyun Cliff.

"Immortal Qianzang is a true hero!" A Mu praised. Although he had never met Immortal Qianzang, he admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"Arrogant!" Elder Han said harshly, but for some reason, his voice lacked confidence.

The mysterious Li Qianzang was deeply feared by many.

"Ha ha ha!" Han Zixiang, upon hearing Mo Qing's words, burst into laughter, landing in the center of the life-and-death platform and pointing at A Mu and Li Shui, "Killing you two! What tricks do I need? I'm afraid that if I kill you, someone will cause trouble. It seems Immortal Qianzang has thought of everything. Come up and die!"

"Immortal Qianzang is right!" At the same time, a long laugh echoed from the air! Three figures flew down from the sky.

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