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On this day, the sun shone bright. It was an auspicious date, and the day indeed looked auspicious.
At dawn, Qin Yuanjiang was pulled by Ruan Huan'er to the vast square newly opened at the foot of Danxia Peak. He felt a little helpless about it; he could have joined his martial uncle and arrived in proper form, yet his junior sister had insisted otherwise.
"What's the fun in joining the main procession? It's just lights flying back and forth. We might as well arrive early and watch the event from another angle."
That did make sense, though. That kind of formal participation really held little novelty. The Falling Cloud Sect had hosted Core Formation Ceremonies before, and guests came in an endless stream. After seeing it a few times from the host's viewpoint, it no longer felt special. Qin Yuanjiang also wanted to see for himself how splendid his Uncle Luo's ceremony would appear when viewed from start to finish.
The two had arrived early, but others had come even earlier. Many low-tier rogue cultivators near Tianlan Immortal City had rushed to the peak at dawn to join the bustle.
For such cultivators, the chance to witness an Adept's Core Formation Ceremony might never come again in a lifetime. To see it with their own eyes would become a story to tell for the rest of their lives. And if they were lucky...
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