When he reached this point, Wang Hao showed a sense of guilt.
"Wang Hao, Mo Kexin, you've done very well."
Shen Xuan smiled and said, "Do you still remember the oath you took when you entered the Sect?"
"Yes, we remember!"
Wang Hao and Mo Kexin solemnly recited, "Uphold the laws of the heavens and earth, follow the cycle of all things, keep oneself righteous... forever protect the essence of the Human Race, never betray the roots of our bloodline, guard the common people, life and death as one."
"Very good."
Shen Xuan laughed heartily, "Seeing you both, my efforts, and the hard work of the fellow Daoists in the academy were not in vain!"
...
Three days later.
The Spiritual Boat rested in a secluded and barren wilderness surrounded by mountains and forests.
The campfire was lit, its orange flames flickering and casting bizarre shadows against the jagged rocks and swaying tree silhouettes.
Wang Hao and Mo Kexin stood by, puzzled but not daring to ask more.
