A month later.
Qingyun Sect.
On the misty White Jade Square filled with celestial aura, hundreds of young men and women left with heavy hearts and low spirits.
"Yunlou, Xingyue, remember to cultivate diligently within Qingyun Sect and feel free to send a message home if anything comes up,"
"You can also seek help from your uncles Han and Zhao, and your Auntie Zhao."
Lu Changsheng spoke to his children before him.
Today marked the once-every-five-years Immortal Sects exam of Qingyun Sect.
Since Hong Yi had sent his son, Hong Xuanji, to participate in the Immortal Sects exam at Qingyun Sect,
Lu Changsheng thought it over and decided to have several of his children take the exam as well.
After all, cultivating at an Immortal Sect and learning skills in many aspects was indeed better than at home.
Moreover, Qingyun Sect wasn't far from home; sending the children there meant they would not only receive the family's training but also that of the Sect.
