Qi Yu transmigrated into a trashy cultivation novel, becoming a cannon fodder supporting female character. She was also bound to a 'Saintly System' that not only demanded she cultivate and ...
After saying goodbye to An Yao, Qi Yu and Fei Yun formed a contract. Qi Yu stroked the beautiful celestial horse and whispered, "Leading you is too eye-catching. How about you stay in the spirit beast pouch for a while?"
Feiyun nodded.
Qi Yu then pretended to wave her hand, but actually stuffed Fei Yun into the Spring Breeze Hairpin.
An Rong'er gritted her teeth as she watched the Pegasus that should have belonged to her being taken by Yu Shengyan, feeling both resentful and angry.
She understood that her father wanted her to make more connections in the cultivation world, but Yu Shengyan clearly didn't want to have any more involvement with her, so sending the celestial horse away was a complete waste of effort.
That's a fifth-tier celestial horse!
Her father only kept one seventh-tier Pegasus by her side!
How could she not be jealous!
An Rong'er grew angrier the more she thought about it, and her gaze toward Qi Yu became increasingly hostile.
Seeing the celestial horse disappear, Bai Huan exclaimed in surprise, "Little Yan'er, you're willing to buy such an expensive thing as a spirit beast pouch?!"
Qi Yu paused, wondering what kind of impression she had left on Bai Huan over the past two months.
A spirit beast pouch costs about five hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is something she can afford!
She just haggles hard when buying medicinal herbs for alchemy, cutting the price in half; she still has a little bit of savings!
They made her sound like a miser.
Ignoring An Rong'er's disdainful look, Qi Yu said, "Let's go, it's getting late."
Bai Huan smiled and took Qi Yu's hand again, pulling her towards the direction of Qianyun Mountain.
An Rong'er rolled her eyes and followed behind.
When we arrived at Xianyun Mountain, a large crowd had already gathered at the foot of the mountain.
Qi Yu squinted and looked at everyone.
Most of them were young, naive boys and girls who clearly wanted to try their luck, test their spiritual roots and aptitude, and if they were destined for immortality, they would enter the Flying Star Sect to cultivate immortality and escape their impoverished status.
A minority, like her, already possess a certain level of cultivation and wish to enter the Flying Star Sect through its secret realm trials to enjoy its cultivation resources.
The Flying Star Sect is said to be built on Mount Qianyun, but to the naked eye, it looks like an ordinary mountain.
Someone asked incredulously, "Is the Flying Star Sect really here?"
"You bumpkin, would a major sect like this openly let ordinary people see it? There must be a barrier in place."
"I heard from my teachers at the Spirit Academy that the powerful figures of the Flying Star Sect used an illusion technique. This Qianyun Mountain looks very small, but it actually has a lot of secrets inside."
The person who asked the question earlier was just a mortal trying his luck. He didn't know anything about the powerful beings who controlled the barrier. He only knew that he had asked a question that made him a laughing stock, and he blushed and lowered his head in embarrassment.
Qi Yu, holding his sword, turned his gaze to the person who had also come from the Spirit Academy.
The man was about twenty years old, dressed in a white robe, with a gentle temperament and handsome features. He had a small mole on the right corner of his mouth, and a furry little beast sat on his shoulder, presumably his spirit pet.
Noticing Qi Yu's gaze, he turned his head and nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
Qi Yu glanced at several other eye-catching figures.
The group of people stood together, but kept some distance from each other. They were dressed in expensive silk clothes and wore various colored headbands on their foreheads. They looked arrogantly at the others as if they were looking at pigs and dogs.
They were surrounded by servants who made room for them.
That forehead ribbon... seems to be very similar to the style of Zhu Que.
Is he... a member of the royal family of the four countries?
Do members of the royal family also need to participate in the recruitment ceremony?
At this moment, a muffled sound suddenly came from Qianyun Mountain.
Everyone looked up and saw that Qianyun Mountain, which had been no different from any other ordinary mountain, had split open in the middle, revealing a long staircase leading to the magnificent building in mid-air.
The sunlight at the foot of the mountain was instantly blocked by the towering buildings.
When everyone looked again, the size of Qianyun Mountain in their eyes was only one-tenth of that of Feixing Sect!
A powerful voice came from above.
"To join the Flying Star Sect, you must first pass through the Heavenly Ladder and reach the sect's gate."
Some of the younger, less resolute individuals immediately began to complain.
"It's so long, how long will it take to climb to the top?"
"Exactly. We're already tired after walking to Qianyun Mountain, and then we have to climb such a high mountain. Isn't that just making things difficult for us?"
Someone retorted coldly, "If you can't even endure this little bit of hardship, what kind of immortal are you cultivating? You should go home and farm as soon as possible."
"that is!"
The royal family members chuckled and had their attendants bring out flying artifacts, intending to fly directly to the entrance of the Flying Star Sect.
Other cultivators who possessed flying artifacts or flying spirit pets were also eager to fly up directly upon seeing this.
An Rong'er took out her seventh-tier celestial horse from her spirit beast pouch and sat on it.
She turned around and saw that Qi Yu hadn't moved yet, so she sneered and directly ordered the celestial horse to fly towards the Flying Star Sect.
Seeing An Rong'er ride away on a flying horse, Bai Huan asked in confusion, "Little Yan'er, didn't her father tell her to travel with you? Why did she leave on her own?"
"Ignore her." Qi Yu stood still, watching some cultivators fly into the air in twos and threes, and pondered for a moment.
"With the Flying Star Sect being so prestigious, even members of the royal family have to personally attend the recruitment ceremony. Would they really let people take shortcuts so easily?"
As soon as he finished speaking, streams of spiritual energy flew towards the cultivators riding flying magical artifacts and spirit pets in the air.
"Bang, crackâ"
Those cultivators who tried to take shortcuts fell from the sky like kites with broken strings.
That majestic and powerful voice rang out once more:
"Please take the Heavenly Ladder on your own. If you don't even have the patience to climb the Flying Star Sect, how can you talk about becoming a disciple of the Flying Star Sect?"
A young man wearing a white headband got up from the ground, covered in dust and grime, and shouted angrily, "How dare you knock my magic weapon away! Don't let me find out who you are, or you'll regret it!"
As if hearing the boy's curses, the powerful voice coldly said, "Xu Canglang of Xingliu Peak, Flying Star Sect, awaits Your Highness's arrival."
The boy was abruptly silenced, like a chicken being choked, and he said in a regretful whisper, "It's Xu Canglang! How could he be the one hosting the recruitment ceremony?"
A girl wearing a light blue headband laughed gleefully, "The famous Nascent Soul stage body cultivator, Venerable Canglang, Bai Zilin, you've really bitten off more than you can chew. Even your father has to treat him with utmost respect. And you still want to teach him a lesson?"
"Long Ying! You knew it was Xu Canglang all along?! Why didn't you tell me sooner!" Bai Zilin, a member of the White Tiger Kingdom's royal family, exclaimed in a low voice upon hearing this.
The girl named Long Ying shrugged. "I've never even seen Venerable Canglang before, how could I possibly recognize him? You're the one spouting nonsense, and now you're blaming me?"
Beside them stood two or three boys wearing crimson or gray-blue headbands, all watching the spectacle in silence, with mocking smiles on their lips.
The princes and princesses fell not far from Qi Yu. She was observing them discreetly when Bai Huan suddenly stood behind her, as if avoiding something.