Hearing Jian Wuxian’s words, Zhao Jiuge’s expression became tense. He quickly followed his teacher and soon arrived before the portrait of the ancestor.

“Kneel,” Jian Wuxian commanded. He looked at Zhao Jiuge with a serious expression.

Zhao Jiuge looked at the giant portrait. The person in the portrait was a scholarly-looking man. He looked ordinary but had an extraordinary aura while he gazed into the distance. Zhao Jiuge knelt down before the portrait.

“Kowtow three times. From now on, you are my disciple. From now on, your every action will reflect the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. You can no longer act carelessly. Entering my branch means you will face much harsher requirements than others. This is the ancestor...