The Ancestral Masters didn't stop the disciples from celebrating. It had been countless years since a scene like this had occurred.
Zhou Feng's face was lit up with a smile as bright as a sunflower. He pulled out a bottle of wine and chugged it down, GULP, GULP. 'Damn, this feels good,' he thought. 'What I couldn't achieve when I was young, this kid Wang Meng has done it.'
Li Xiuwen stood up, temporarily halting the disciples' celebration.
"Ning Zhiquan is promoted to Sword Cultivator Elder. In one month, he will depart for the Great Yuan Realm."
