After returning home and greeting Xiaoyan, Lu Xuan hurried into his room and slammed the door shut.
He took a deep breath and quickly focused on the changes occurring within him, inwardly alarmed.
'Just now... what was that?'
Lu Xuan could sense that when he accepted Zhuge Ke and Chong Shanhu as Registered Disciples, a faint connection had formed between him and the two of them.
Not only that, his own power had even been slightly enhanced...
'Is it because I took on disciples?'
'No, that doesn't seem to be the reason.'
'Then is it because...?'
A thousand thoughts raced through Lu Xuan's mind. After a long moment of contemplation, his eyes suddenly lit up.
'Could it be... because of those three bronze statues?'
'The three bronze statues represent me, and those two were worshiping the statues...' The thought cut off abruptly.
He let out a muffled grunt, feeling wisps of power from the void settling upon him—more and more of it...
