In the Danqing Hall.
The cloud-covered white jade floor glistened with a gentle sheen. Over thirty cyan jade desks were arranged along the walls, each topped with a purple copper small furnace and various pill scripture copies neatly displayed.
Chen Sheng stood with his hands behind his back on the high platform in the hall. The dark red patterns subtly sewn on his black robe shimmered in the light of the spirit beads hanging from the ceiling, resembling a latent fire dragon.
His gaze swept over the disciples below. They all wore moon-white pill robes, their hair buns fixed with ebony hairpins, and the cuffs embroidered with pill furnace motifs — the standard attire for inner sect disciples of the Dan Vein.
Although these disciples were young, the mana fluctuations of their Foundation Establishment Stage were like silent deep waters, clearly indicating that they had been guided by esteemed masters from a young age, with very solid foundations.
