.It was still the same gust of wind from when they had come in. Shangguan Lifeng and Qin Sang were both familiar with the changes in the wind, and before the full force of the gust could unfold, they...“Over this period, you all have been working together diligently, making preparations. The day we return from Purple Micro Palace will be the day of the grand ceremony. I will invite fellow practitioners to attend and witness the event. Make sure Qingyang Guan's presence is strong.”

Qin Sang smiled contentedly.

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He thought to himself, the Qingyang Guan was newly established and its strength was still too weak.

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The scale and cultivation of the disciples are far inferior to those of other sects.

Qin Sang decided to rather have nothing than something unsuitable.

Li Yufu, capitalizing on his fame, had taken in many new disciples, including some Golden Core cultivators. However, they were still under evaluation and he couldn't entrust them with important matters for now.

Hearing this, everyone beamed with joy and also felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

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Qin Sang's name spread throughout the Beichen Realm.

By then, most of the Yuan Ying cultivators in Beichen Territory would probably come to attend the ceremony.

We mustn't make a fool of ourselves.

Afterwards,

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Qin Sang took out a jade slip.

Here is the translation of " poison. Just one breath would induce a splitting headache and leave you lightheaded.At the edge of the blood pool, black cords were strewn everywhere.These black swords were forged from some unknown...