Wuji Platform

The grand competition of immortal sects begins.

All the sects and schools gathered at Tianyan.

With banners waving and cultivators as numerous as clouds, the scene was magnificent and awe-inspiring, enough to shock anyone who arrived here for the first time.

The grand competition was held at the Wuji Platform on Tianyan Mountain. This platform was paved with mysterious jade, and was extremely spacious, seemingly reaching straight into the clouds. It was surrounded by clouds and mist, exuding an ethereal atmosphere.

Below the stage, seats for each faction were arranged in descending order of rank, separated by striking black and white stone steps. The power to determine this order naturally rested with the host, Tianyan Mountain.

Cangmin Mountain was positioned at the very top.

The first place signifies the leader of a sect and the head of the immortal path.

A thousand years ago, Cangmin Mountain was indeed the number one sect in the cultivation world. However, times have changed, and things are hard to say about today.

Today, the most powerful and prestigious sects are Tianyan Mountain and Qingyun Mountain. Their reputation in the cultivation world has long surpassed that of Cangmin Mountain, which has been silent for thousands of years.

Tianyan Mountain's arrangement was, firstly, a clever way to avoid a direct confrontation with Qingyun Mountain.

Secondly, their intentions are clear: to place Cangmin Mountain at the center of discussion and attract attention and criticism.

When Yun Qian and her two companions arrived, a considerable number of sect disciples had already gathered inside. The disciples of Tianyan Mountain, dressed in uniform snow-white Daoist robes, stood solemnly on both sides of the entrance passage, exuding an air of otherworldly grace.

"Cangmin Mountain enters the arena!"

A chant imbued with spiritual power suddenly rang out, its sound deep and penetrating, likely audible within a radius of ten miles.

The mere mention of the name "Cangmin Mountain" is like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly attracting all attention.

Those cultivators who were already filled with curiosity about this mysterious sect now wished they could fix their eyes on the three of them and examine them closely.

The Tianyan Mountain disciple in charge of guiding them glanced at Yun Qian and the other two, raised his voice again, and deliberately emphasized a certain word: "Cangmin Mountain is located right next to Wuji Platform. Please take a seat!"

The words "sit in the seat of honor" were pronounced with exceptional clarity and loudness, the intention of which was self-evident: to make Yun Qian and the others the sole focus of attention, bearing all the scrutiny and pressure that came with being in the first seat.

Yun Qian sneered inwardly, already aware that Tianyan Mountain harbored ill intentions. In the original story, Cangmin Mountain was put on the spot in a similar predicament. Since the other party was making their move openly, she was naturally happy to play along.

Weren't they trying to flatter her to death, trying to elevate Cangmin Mountain to this undeservedly high position? Then she went along with it and solidified her title as the number one sect.

A thousand years ago, this place originally belonged to Cangmin Mountain. Now, it is simply returning to its rightful owner!

She raised her eyes, her cool gaze sweeping over the towering stone steps before finally landing on the Tianyan Mountain disciple. Her words were clear and unhurried, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm: "Now, Tianyan Mountain's steps for entertaining guests are built this high?"

A mocking smile flickered in her eyes. Since you want to praise what I'm going to trample on, that's only natural.

Before the disciple could react, she spoke again, her voice not loud, but loud enough for everyone nearby to hear clearly: "It seems that the legendary number one sect in the cultivation world is actually all ambition and no courage."

She paused slightly, her gaze sweeping over the perked-up ears around her, before casually concluding, "No wonder our Cangmin Mountain, having secluded itself for a thousand years, was still so respectfully invited back to its position as the head of the sects by your Tianyan Mountain."

That day, the Yanshan disciple's expression changed, and he was about to speak in rebuttal when he was abruptly interrupted by a heart-wrenching cough.

Bai Chuan covered his face with his sleeve, coughing so hard his body trembled. His face was as pale as paper, his breath weak, but his voice was not quiet: "Senior Sister... such high steps, for my frail body, climbing them... I'm afraid I'll lose half my life..."

Yun Qian and Bai Chuan, one whose words are like knives, revealing their sharp edges.

One appeared weak, yet harbored a sharp wit. Their coordinated and perfectly synchronized actions effectively silenced all the arguments the Tianyan Mountain disciples wanted to use.

Qin Wujing stood to the side, holding the sheathed Su Tian tightly in his arms. His cold and stern face softened slightly because of his senior brother and sister's response, and a hint of barely perceptible approval flashed in his eyes.

"Qin Wu." Yun Qian turned around, looked at him, and gestured with her eyes.

With the sect leader's token on Qin Wu, he represents the sect leader of Cangmin Mountain. At this moment, facing the path to the "seat of honor," he should naturally go first.

Qin Wu understood and nodded slightly. His black hair was tied up high, his figure was as upright as a pine tree, and his steps were steady and firm as he took the lead on the steps leading to the highest point of the Wuji Platform.

Yun Qian and Bai Chuan, one on the left and one on the right, followed quietly behind him, half a step behind.

There were only three people from Cangmin Mountain, their figures appearing somewhat frail against the backdrop of the massive Wuji Platform and numerous sects. Yet, at this moment, they drew the attention of everyone present, with gazes ranging from scrutiny and curiosity to apprehension and disdain.

Amidst countless gazes, the three remained composed and walked with ease, ascending step by step to the top of the sect and taking their seats in the highest position, a symbol of supreme honor.

Yun Qian slightly turned her head and looked down.

At this moment, all the sects and thousands of cultivators were gathered at the foot of Cangmin Mountain.

The view is expansive and the scenery is ever-changing.

A barely perceptible, yet resolute, smile curved her lips.

That's how it should be.

From now on, the position of the number one sect in the cultivation world should belong to Cangmin Mountain.