Martial Ascendancy (Wu Dao Jue Qi) - 6.1 - The Discipline Course at Tianlong Sect part - 1

It was the Year of the Silver Horizon, the dawn of a new age. Fifteen years had passed since the War of the Veiled Sky, and peace had settled across the land like fragile glass — shimmering, yet easy to shatter.

At the Tianlong Sect, banners rippled in the mountain winds. The sect was hosting the Three-Month Discipline Course, a grand assembly of the continent’s young heirs and disciples. The purpose: to temper pride, refine discipline, and build bonds between the clans.

The main courtyard gleamed under the sunlight. One by one, the great clans arrived, each bearing gifts and words of respect to the Sect Master.

First came the Huo Clan.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLW0TkFZYYY
A boy with crimson eyes and a faint smirk stepped forward, his tone respectful yet confident.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZXTeEtQqV3
“Disciple Huo Yulian, courtesy name Lan Hao, greets the masters of Tianlong.”59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEEXtfuYMIa
His voice carried warmth — and a spark of mischief that never seemed to leave him.

Then came the Feng Clan.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMCB9zZ6HjN
A tall youth with a composed expression and frost-like grace bowed deeply.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwPuNZ67L8e
“Disciple Feng Jinluo, courtesy name Bingyu, greets the masters.”59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRECfLs3fWY
Behind the calm eyes was a hidden sharpness, like a blade kept beneath silk.

The Long Clan followed next — the twin sons of Long Wenxi.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEcbxh2x9zU
The first, Long Jianxu, courteous and steady, introduced himself with poise.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdXjz4UErfI
“Disciple Long Jianxu, courtesy name Longyu, greets the masters.”59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyyTx48fbDP
His twin brother, Long Tianyao, brighter in smile and bolder in tone, followed.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ57WJNgOwB0
“Disciple Long Tianyao, courtesy name Zhaoyang, greets the masters.”

Their harmony drew murmurs of approval; they moved like reflection and shadow — one calm as moonlight, one radiant as dawn.

After them came the Yu Clan, the Fu Clan, the Song Clan, the Meng Clan and many others — each presenting their gifts, each observing the etiquette that marked their family’s honor.

The courtyard was nearly done receiving guests when the silence was broken by the sound of hasty footsteps.

A young man with an arrogant gait strolled in — Sheng Kaixuan of the Sheng Clan.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHyVnHyJFN2
“Apologies,” he said lazily, without bowing. “Some of us don’t rush for the sake of appearances.”59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqCQFmWohi8
His eyes swept the crowd, stopping briefly on the Tianlong banners.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6DBKTas32e
“And I see the mighty Xings haven’t arrived either. Perhaps greatness doesn’t attend classes on time?”59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuLoZEEy7Xy

A sharp intake of breath rippled through the disciples. But before anyone could reply, a deep, measured voice echoed from the entrance.

“Due to certain matters, the Xing Clan will arrive tomorrow.”

The crowd turned. Standing there were Xing Lianchen, calm and commanding, and beside him — Xing Liuyue, his presence like still water reflecting lightning.

Anime-style wuxia scene. At the courtyard entrance, one man stands tall and composed, commanding presence, dark blue robes embroidered with dragon motifs. Beside him is another man — ethereal, white flowing robes, silver-blue eyes like winter lightning, aura calm yet powerful. Their arrival creates pressure in the air; the crowd turns in awe.

Yulian’s eyes widened. He immediately turned, scanning the disciples behind Liuyue.59Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRQ3wBCoClK
But the person he sought was not there.

Liuyue caught the glance — and smiled faintly.

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