25: Chapter 25 Would you be willing to become a disciple of my Kunlun Sect?

After watching Jiang Changge depart, Clan Head Qin Wentian and Su Wanli exhaled simultaneously, their backs already drenched in cold sweat.

"This Senior is truly unfathomable," Su Wanli lamented in a low voice.

Clan Head Qin Wentian nodded, his gaze falling upon the several treasures in his hands, his eyes filled with emotion.

"More than just unfathomable; even Ancestor Zhou was respectful before him. This Senior's background is likely much greater than we imagined."

The two looked at each other, both seeing the same resolution in the other's eyes.

No matter what, they had to befriend Lu Jinghan and stay on good terms with this Senior.

Meanwhile, in the backyard of the Qin Family, Lu Jinghan was surrounded by Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang.

"Brother Lu! Just what is your Revered Master's background? Even Ancestor Zhou was so deferential to him?"

Qin Muchuan's eyes sparkled.

Su Fuguang also leaned in, his face full of curiosity.

Caught between the two, Lu Jinghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"My Revered Master's origins are extraordinary; I cannot say much about the specifics."

He paused and then added, "However, you only need to know that my Revered Master is one of the most supreme existences in this world."

Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang gasped simultaneously, their eyes filled with shock.

"One of the most supreme existences..."

Qin Muchuan muttered to himself, then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Lu Jinghan's arm.

"Brother Lu! Tell me, are we qualified to join Kunlun?"

At these words, Su Fuguang also shuddered, looking at Lu Jinghan with a burning gaze.

Hearing this, Lu Jinghan was slightly taken aback and fell into deep thought.

In truth, he had long intended to bring Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang into Kunlun.

In their previous life, the three had fought side by side and shared life and death; that friendship was etched into his soul.

If they could cultivate under the same sect in this life, it would naturally be for the best.

However, the matter of accepting Disciples had to be decided by his Revered Master. He hadn't mentioned it to his Revered Master yet and didn't know if his Revered Master would be willing to take them in.

Seeing Lu Jinghan remain silent, the light in Qin Muchuan's eyes gradually dimmed.

"I was overthinking it," he said with a bitter smile, letting go of Lu Jinghan's arm. "How could a Holy Land like Kunlun be joined so easily?"

Su Fuguang also sighed and patted Qin Muchuan on the shoulder.

"The fact that Brother Lu could join is already a massive Opportunity. We were indeed being a bit delusional."

Hearing this, Lu Jinghan shook his head, his tone solemn.

"You don't need to belittle yourselves. I am well aware of your talent and Heart-Nature."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over their faces.

"How about this: I will take you to see my Revered Master. As for whether he is willing to accept you, that will depend on your own fortune."

Hearing this, Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang were first stunned, then overjoyed, nearly jumping up.

"Really?!"

"Brother Lu, you're not lying to us?!"

Lu Jinghan nodded with a smile. "When have I ever lied to you?"

"Then shall we go now?" Qin Muchuan said impatiently.

Lu Jinghan nodded slightly.

The three immediately set off toward the Imperial Palace.

The Imperial Palace, Taihe Hall.

When Lu Jinghan entered the hall with Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang, the scene before them made all three pause in surprise.

Inside the hall, Jiang Changge sat in the main seat, his expression indifferent.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu sat in a lower seat, speaking softly to Jiang Changge with a respectful demeanor.

Standing before them were more than ten people.

The leader was dressed in Dragon robes and wore a ceremonial crown; it was precisely Dynasty Lord Zhou Shanhe of the Zhouwu Dynasty.

Behind him stood several princes in python robes, along with a few young men and women, all direct descendants of the Zhou Imperial Clan, each dressed impeccably with solemn expressions.

The atmosphere in the hall was solemn yet subtle.

Lu Jinghan's gaze swept over them, and he immediately understood.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu wanted to send the Imperial Clan's children into Kunlun?

He led Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang forward and bowed to Jiang Changge.

"Disciple Jinghan pays respects to Revered Master."

"Qin Muchuan (Su Fuguang) pays respects to Senior."

Jiang Changge nodded slightly, his gaze lingering on Qin Muchuan and Su Fuguang for a moment before withdrawing.

"Rise."

The three rose and stepped to the side.

"Senior," Ancestor Zhou Huaixu spoke tentatively, "what are Senior's thoughts on my earlier proposal?"

Jiang Changge picked up his teacup and took a light sip, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Seeing this, Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's heart tightened, and he quickly signaled to Dynasty Lord Zhou Shanhe behind him.

Dynasty Lord Zhou Shanhe understood and stepped forward, bowing deeply to Jiang Changge.

"Senior, although my Zhou Imperial Clan does not have a heritage as deep as Kunlun's, our clan's children are quite diligent."

He spoke sincerely, "If they could receive even a bit of guidance from Senior, it would be a blessing they've earned over several lifetimes."

As he spoke, he stepped aside to reveal the ten-plus young men and women behind him.

"These are the most outstanding children of my Zhou Imperial Clan. Please have a look, Senior."

The ten-plus Imperial Clan children stepped forward together and bowed respectfully.

"Juniors pay respects to Senior!"

Jiang Changge's gaze swept over the crowd, his Divine Sense scanning each person's body.

After a moment, he shook his head slightly.

"Their Aptitude is acceptable, but they have no fate with Kunlun."

At these words, Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's expression changed slightly, and Dynasty Lord Zhou Shanhe showed clear disappointment.

The ten-plus Imperial Clan children also looked up, some with unwilling expressions and others with sorrow.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu took a deep breath, suppressed his disappointment, and forced a smile. "Senior is too kind; it was this Junior who was being presumptuous."

He paused and couldn't help but ask, "May I ask, Senior, among these children, is there truly not a single one who catches your eye?"

Jiang Changge set down his teacup, his gaze scanning the crowd before suddenly stopping on one person.

That person stood at the very end of the line of princes, wearing a set of purple-gold casual robes, his face as gentle as jade. It was precisely the Heir of the Prince of Zhao, Zhou Tianchen.

He did not eagerly try to show off like the other Imperial Clan children; he simply stood there quietly with an indifferent expression, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

"This one is acceptable," Jiang Changge said, pointing his finger at Zhou Tianchen.

Everyone's gaze followed his finger and landed on Zhou Tianchen.

Zhou Tianchen was slightly stunned, clearly not expecting Jiang Changge to point him out.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu was first stunned, then overjoyed, and quickly beckoned to Zhou Tianchen.

"Tianchen, come here quickly!"

Zhou Tianchen snapped out of it, straightened his robes, stepped forward steadily, and bowed deeply to Jiang Changge.

"Junior Zhou Tianchen pays respects to Senior."

Jiang Changge looked him up and down and nodded slightly.

This boy's bone age was only in his twenties, yet his cultivation had already reached the Golden Core Peak. His Foundation was solid, his aura harmonious, and he was faintly surrounded by the medicinal fragrance unique to the Alchemical Dao.

More importantly, Jiang Changge saw a rare sense of indifference and composure in him.

He did not fight or grab; he was neither anxious nor impatient.

This Heart-Nature was even rarer than Aptitude.

"Do you practice the Alchemical Dao?" Jiang Changge asked.

Zhou Tianchen nodded. "Junior has been obsessed with the Alchemical Dao since childhood, for over ten years now."

"Have you ever taken a Revered Master?"

"Never," Zhou Tianchen shook his head.

"Junior has visited several Elders of the Medicine King Valley, but they all said they were not taking Disciples, only offering occasional guidance."

The corners of Jiang Changge's mouth curled up, and a flash of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"Are you willing to join my Kunlun?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall was shocked.

Ancestor Zhou Huaixu's eyes widened, and Dynasty Lord Zhou Shanhe was frozen in place.

The Imperial Clan children had even more complex expressions—envy, unwillingness, and even a bit of relief.