The cultivation world, home to ancient merchant families, faces the exhaustion of spiritual energy, the collapse of planes, and impending destruction. Powerful beings tear through the void, seeking...
The main hall of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Huang Sicong finally snapped out of his slacking off. The scenes on the screen looked so familiar—wasn't that his girlfriend's village?
The girl in red was actually Jisoo? She was right in front of him, and he didn't even recognize her!
No wonder he always made excuses when he called his girlfriend.
Inside the light curtain.
Ji-soo gritted her teeth, resisting the black-robed man's mental control with all her might, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.
Just when everyone thought she was about to give in, Ji-soo suddenly opened her eyes, unleashed a powerful force, and broke free from her restraints.
"Ah!" Jisoo shouted angrily, and ice hammers rose into the air, radiating a chilling aura.
Upon seeing this, the man in black robes' expression changed drastically; he hadn't expected Ji-soo to possess such formidable strength.
The villagers were stunned. Looking at the ice hammer gleaming in the air, their hopes were rekindled.
Jisoo swung her hands, and the ice hammer hurtled towards the man in black. Just as the ice hammer struck the man in black, the scene shifted, and everyone vanished.
Ji-soo then realized that she was in an illusion.
The main hall of the Xiaoyao Sect.
Seeing Zhixiu's wonderful performance, Jiang Wanwan couldn't help but drift into thought, recalling the promise she made when she left her hometown, and her heart was filled with emotion.
I never expected this child to work so hard. In just two years, he has already reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. You can imagine how much hardship he must have endured during that time.
Jiang Wanwan gently shook her head and turned her gaze to Huang Sicong below the main hall. He was standing there with his mouth agape, wearing a perverted expression; his appearance was truly unbearable to look at.
Jiang Wanwan sighed helplessly, thinking to herself: Ugh! I'm too ashamed to look!
Jiang Wanwan turned her head and began to examine the other examinees in the illusion.
I've discovered an interesting person, Kofi Annan.
In the illusion, Annan also boarded that death bus.
The middle-aged woman was waving her arms excitedly, demanding that the driver stop the bus. Her face was flushed, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Stop the bus! I want to get off!"
Just as the woman frantically reached out, attempting to grab the driver's steering wheel, Anan didn't hesitate for a moment and rushed forward.
She clenched her right fist, swung it forcefully, and smashed it solidly into the back of the old woman's neck. The old woman didn't even utter a sound before collapsing limply to the ground.
The carriage fell silent instantly; everyone was stunned by Annan's sudden action.
This doesn't fit the plot!
However, the driver managed to steady the steering wheel, and the car was finally kept in control.
Then, everyone in the car arrived at their destination safely, and Anan passed the test smoothly as a result.
The main hall of the Xiaoyao Sect.
"This woman is proactive, bold yet meticulous, and especially talented in weapon crafting; she's a promising talent!"
Lin Weiguo commented on Annan on the light screen, and he also understood why Bai Luo treated Annan differently.
Jiang Wanwan thought to herself, "Now that the Weapon Master of the Xiaoyao Sect is suffering from a severe shortage of talent, perhaps this Annan can take up the mantle."
However, she still needs to think carefully about her relationship with Bai Luo.
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This time, the Free and Unfettered Sect's recruitment scope is extremely broad, extending to the entire world.
Not only does it strongly encourage everyone to come and learn from the master and explore the path of cultivation, but it also advocates that after disciples have mastered their skills, they should be able to establish their own sects and carry forward the methods of cultivation.
As a result, Earth has officially entered a new era of universal cultivation.
Meanwhile, on the other side, the Nine Heavens Continent.
Ouyang Feng of Tianyin Temple, having purchased some divine music from the dimensional mall, began to bury himself in studying it upon returning to his sect, working in seclusion.
Surprisingly, he actually figured out some unique tricks.
He mastered all the tunes from China. In particular, the pieces for treating depression, when played by him, could easily pull people into the abyss of illusion, leaving them with incurable mental damage.
Even powerful figures who have reached the Nascent Soul stage could be tricked by his dark and edgy music if they are not on guard.
During the sect's grand competition that day, his rendition of "The Seventh Chapter of the Night" almost sent the entire sect to its knees.
When that dark melody begins, it's as if a thick fog of darkness instantly spreads out, mercilessly devouring everything around it.
The eerie and sinister notes, like sharp thorns, pierced the mind, causing excruciating headaches. The heart felt as if gripped tightly by an invisible black hand, and endless fear and despair surged forth like a tide, leaving one unable to struggle or escape.
Some ordinary disciples' consciousness gradually blurred, and they fell into an endless abyss of darkness, surrounded by mournful cries and terrifying phantoms.
If it weren't for Mu Qingcheng, the head of Tianyin Temple, noticing something was wrong and setting up a protective array in time, a large part of the sect would have collapsed.
It's important to know that damage caused by mental energy is very difficult to heal.
This impressive move left the sect's bigwigs speechless, and they all flocked to his mountain to learn from him.
When everyone learned that his amazing skills were all figured out from Lanxing's music, they began to flock to Lanxing's music.
As a result, orders for the entertainment section of the trading platform mall surged like a tidal wave, causing a surge in orders.
Orders on Blue Star are skyrocketing. The staff temporarily hired by the Xiaoyao Sect are extremely busy, each one overwhelmed with tasks, yet unable to hide their excitement and enthusiasm.
Of course, those who own the copyrights to those songs have unexpectedly become a little popular again in this era of spiritual revival.
Their past works have shone brightly again in this new world, becoming the focus of attention and their popularity has soared, as if they have returned to their peak.
Of course, in addition to the surge in orders for the entertainment sector, the food sector of the Dimensional Mall is also particularly popular.
Several types of food are in short supply.
Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and certain medicinal dishes, in particular, are highly sought after. Perhaps due to the unique ingredients of Earth, these ordinary foods in the eyes of Earthlings have caused a small uproar on the Nine Heavens Continent.
It all started with a banquet held by the Wuji Sect.
Lan Jingxing meticulously prepared several portions of the delicacies he had obtained from Blue Star, intending to offer them to his ancestors.
However, to their surprise, a careless disciple made a mistake and brought the food to the banquet hall.
Then, he was eaten by the Spirit Void True Man of the Spirit Void Sect—that white-browed old Taoist.
This white-browed old Taoist priest had no hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, and his lifespan was about to end. Unexpectedly, after eating the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall soup, he broke through to the Nascent Soul stage on the spot, and even his snow-white hair instantly turned black.
The people at the scene went crazy at the sight, their eyes wide open, rushing forward to ask if there was any more food left.
The scene became incredibly noisy and the atmosphere was extremely lively.