This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Qingfeng stood there, mouth agape, his mind blank.

I felt a warm current rushing from my chest to my throat, nose, and eyes.

However, his nose tingled, his eyes welled up with tears, and in an instant, tears streamed down his face.

Not far away, Mingyue, who was stroking the rigid wooden board, couldn't help but clench her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Li Daoxuan's gaze lingered on the two of them for a moment, then he smiled and said:

"Perfect, let's do it today."

"Qingfeng, go prepare incense and candles, and move a table to the courtyard."

Qingfeng wiped away her tears and choked out:

"yes..."

In no time, the incense and candles were lit.

There was no wind in the courtyard, and three plumes of smoke rose straight up, almost reaching the sky.

Li Daoxuan sat at the table, and with a gentle flip of his hand, a scroll appeared in his palm.

Qingfeng was already used to this method of conjuring things out of thin air, but Mingyue had no chance to witness it.

The scroll cover had four seal script characters written on it: "Taoist Genealogy".

"Gentle breeze, bright moon, kneel before the table."

Qingfeng guessed what it was, and his expression betrayed his excitement.

The bright moon remained unchanged, silently doing as before.

After the two knelt down, Li Daoxuan slowly unrolled the scroll.

His name was the first line at the beginning of the scroll.

He is the "Founding Ancestor of the Daoist School of the Xuanhuang World, the Supreme True Daoist Heavenly Venerable".

Xuanhuang World is the name of this world, Daoist Ancestor is Li Daoxuan's identity in this world, and Taiyi Zhizhen Daoxuan Heavenly Venerable is Li Daoxuan's honorific title.

This title also carries his Taoist rank and register.

Li Daoxuan didn't know who gave him this identity and title. It didn't seem to be the system. Rather, it seemed to be a gift from heaven and earth after he unintentionally imprinted the Daoist tradition on the Xuanhuang World when he was trying to save Mingyue.

Li Daoxuan readily accepted this offer.

This is his credentials to command heaven, earth, spirits, and mountains and rivers in the future. Once this title is given, all the forces of nature within the scope of his magical power will obey his command.

This is the energy of a Taoist master who has attained enlightenment.

After glancing at it, Li Daoxuan picked up the brush beside him. The brush tip was not dipped in ink, yet it could still leave a mark when he made a stroke.

As Li Daoxuan wrote, he said:

"Disciple Qingfeng, listen to my command. Considering your pure heart and diligent efforts, I hereby guide you into the Dao in the name of the founding patriarch of the Xuanhuang World Daoist sect, granting you the title of the first disciple of the Daoist sect, and bestowing upon you the honorific title of Taiyi Xuanmiao Qingfeng Daojun."

"I bow my head in reverence to Heaven and Earth, the Taoist tradition, and my revered teacher..."

Qingfeng was deeply moved, his eyes reddened, and he immediately bowed in reverence.

After bowing three times, Qingfeng's information and name appeared on the scroll in Li Daoxuan's hand.

A ray of golden light flashed and appeared on the scroll, instantly entering Qingfeng's forehead and causing a golden vertical line to appear between his eyebrows, but it disappeared in an instant.

Qingfeng was shaken, his heart filled with shock.

In that instant, he felt as if he had gained a stronger connection with everything around him, and he felt a greater sense of intimacy when looking at the world before him.

He felt that the world before him was exceptionally rich and colorful, and even his spirit and mind became much more agile.

Although Qingfeng didn't know what the Daoist sect was, he understood that this was a real opportunity to change his destiny.

He bowed to Li Daoxuan, choking with emotion, and said:

"Disciple Qingfeng pays respects to the Ancestral Master..."

Li Daoxuan smiled and nodded, then raised his hand and another piece of paper appeared in his hand.

Handing it to Qingfeng, he said:

"This is your indenture and slave registration, but another contract is still in Chen Jing's hands. When he comes next time, I will have him take it out to the government to remove your slave registration and restore your freedom."

Qingfeng was already sobbing uncontrollably, lying prostrate on the ground with the indenture in her hands, choking back tears.

"Disciple...disciple..."

Li Daoxuan stepped forward, bent down, and gently touched the back of his head, saying softly:

"It's alright. From now on, you are the chief disciple of the Daoist sect, the Taiyi Xuanmiao Qingfeng Daojun. You no longer need to feel inferior because of your background. Know that being of humble origin is not a disgrace. A true man is one who can bend and stretch, understand?"

Qingfeng nodded emphatically; his life had been reborn at that moment.

Li Daoxuan sighed softly and turned to look at the bright moon.

I picked up my pen again and continued writing.

"Disciple Mingyue below the stage, listen to my command."

Mingyue's body trembled, and her expression, which had been numb since the incident, finally showed some change.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she replied softly:

"Bright Moon, obey my command."

Li Daoxuan said gently:

"You have survived a great calamity, and from now on you will surely be blessed with good fortune and happiness."

"Given your innate intelligence and keen intellect, I, in the name of the founding patriarch of the Xuanhuang world's Daoist lineage, guide you into the Dao, placing you among the second disciples of the Daoist school, with the honorific title of Taiyi Mysterious Bright Moon Daoist Lord."

Having said that, Li Daoxuan put down his pen and looked at the bright moon.

"Bright Moon, bow your head and pay homage to Heaven and Earth, the Daoist tradition, and your revered teacher."

Mingyue pursed her lips, her stubbornness tinged with suppressed sorrow, and her eyes gradually welled up with tears.

She slowly bowed her head, first to Heaven and Earth, second to the Taoist tradition, and third to her revered teacher.

On the genealogy, Mingyue's name and title were naturally preserved. A golden light pierced into her brow, leaving a ring composed of seven points of light, which then disappeared in an instant.

Mingyue lay prostrate on the ground, her voice choked with sobs, speaking haltingly:

"Disciple Mingyue...pays respects...to the Ancestor..."

She felt the gentle breeze; though she couldn't see it, she seemed to be able to sense everything around her.

It seems to merge with this world, becoming one with it.

This magical feeling allowed Mingyue's gradually closed heart to open a crack.

She seemed to see hope, the hope of being able to see again.

The little girl sobbed, her body trembling.

Li Daoxuan gently helped her up, rubbed her forehead which was red from kowtowing, and said softly:

"Bright moon, in this life, suffering is inevitable."

"I will not advise you on how to let go of suffering, because that's nonsense; no one can do it."

"But you can try to turn this hardship into motivation, let it help you persevere and move forward step by step, creating a bright future for your life."

"Don't be afraid. Although your world is dark, from now on you will have a master, senior brothers, and other fellow disciples."

"We can all be your walking stick, protecting you and loving you."

Mingyue's dim eyes seemed to be able to see Li Daoxuan's face. She stared blankly at Li Daoxuan, her expression changing little by little. The corners of her mouth slowly turned down, and her eyebrows formed a V-shape.

Finally, Mingyue could no longer suppress her grief and threw herself into Li Daoxuan's arms, bursting into tears.

Qingfeng stood to the side, pursing her lips, her eyes red-rimmed, wiping away tears.

Li Daoxuan gently patted her back, his tone incredibly soft.

"Alright, alright, don't be afraid anymore. With Master here, I don't have to be afraid anymore..."

Two children who lost their families finally have a new home.