The weak cry out with all their might, yet no one cares; The strong whisper softly, yet their words penetrate deeply into the heart. A Talent Tree ablaze with flames, every leaf bearing different spirit runes, Lu Ye, reduced to a mining slave after his sect was destroyed, used this to become a cultivator and stirred the winds of change in the Nine Provinces...
A while later, Lu Ye put away the Heaven's Augury Pact, and an invisible mighty force fell from the obscurity above, merging into Phong Yue's body.
"Erase your own battlefield marking."
Lu Ye commanded.
The despondent Phong Yue, upon hearing this, cheerfully responded, "Yes!"
A moment later, a red light on the back of Phong Yue's hand collapsed into tiny glowing particles that dissipated, a sign that the battlefield marking had been erased.
Lu Ye had already taken out his Governor's big seal, blew a breath on it, and beckoned to Phong Yue, reciting, "Today, I take in the independent cultivator Phong Yue as a disciple in name of the Righteous Blood Sect, and I respectfully request Heaven's Augury as witness!"
He pressed the big seal onto the back of her hand.
Blue light surged, and Phong Yue looked at Lu Ye with gratitude in her eyes. Although she had lost her status as a Governor, preserving her life was still a good thing.
"Go and donate four thousand merits."