Xian Long nodded at Xian Tiandi's words, taking a deep breath to center himself.
He tried to sit still but lasted only about thirty seconds before his leg started bouncing again.
Elder Feng and the other Xian Clan members stood nearby, watching with obvious pride and concern. Steward Han kept consulting a pocket watch, tracking the passing minutes with precision.
"Young Master Tiandi's performance was extraordinary," Elder Feng said quietly to Elder Qiu. "Peak heaven ranked spirit root and that combat display against the Shadow Panther. The sect would be fools to reject him."
"And Young Master Long showed genuine talent as well," Elder Qiu agreed. "A martial spirit at his age is rare. Miss Ying Yue too. The clan will gain significant prestige from this."
Time crawled forward. Thirty minutes passed. Then forty. The waiting felt endless.
