"Such speed!"

"He's surpassed Senior Brother Wu!"

"Senior Sister Liu, who was among the top ten in the inner sect, has also been surpassed."

"It took Senior Brother Zhou several months to reach his current level. Some senior brothers even take half a year to move one step on the Immortal Platform. This guy is terrifying!"

"Only the eldest brother is left!"

The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect were very nervous.

They were afraid that even their senior brother would be surpassed by Qin Luo.

The cultivators near Sendai were all watching Qin Luo, their expressions tense and they dared not speak. Feng Qianye was alright, as he knew that the most difficult part was the set of steps near the summit.

Qin Luo felt the sword intent on the steps, as if he had walked through the life of that senior. The sword intent on each step changed. At the beginning, the sword intent was fierce and violent, in the middle it was calm and composed, and in the end it was inclusive and tolerant.

Water accumulates to form rivers, and soil accumulates to form mountains.

That senior's swordsmanship encompasses everything.

Hearing the commotion, the cultivator sitting cross-legged high up turned his head and saw Qin Luo walking over with an air of ease. His surprise was palpable.

He is the senior disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, Shen Jianyi.

Qin Luo smiled and nodded at the gaze that Chen Jianyi cast at him, while the latter seemed at a loss for words.

While Shen Jian was still in shock, Qin Luo brushed past him and walked gracefully towards the mountain peak. Qin Luo's long hair flowed freely, and his Taoist robe billowed in the wind, making him look like a wild and unrestrained immortal.

"Such a prodigy exists in this world!"

Feng Qianye's eyes held both admiration and envy.

The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect looked on with awe.

"Look!"

"The eldest brother has stood up!"

The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect became excited.

As the senior disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, Chen Jianyi did not want to lose to Qin Luo. He stood up and, under immense pressure, walked towards the mountain peak.

Qin Luo wasn't moving fast, but Shen Jianyi had a hard time keeping up. He was drenched in sweat after just a few steps. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and desperately tried to keep going.

Other cultivators in Sendai were also inspired and rose to step forward, wanting to go even further.

"Senior Brother, charge!"

The younger generation at the foot of the mountain grew increasingly excited, and many ran towards the Sendai. However, Feng Qianye frowned, knowing that forcibly climbing the Sendai would not end well.

Chen Jianyi was risking his life.

Qin Luo turned to look at Shen Jianyi and saw the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth. "Relax a little, you're too nervous."

Shen Jianyi looked surprised. He gritted his teeth to keep his balance; if he relaxed, wouldn't he be torn to shreds by the sword intent? "You want to play tricks on me?"

Qin Luo sat on the steps, making the conversation feel less condescending. He wore a kind smile and said, “Having come this far, I understand that what is needed to ascend to the Immortal Platform is not brute force, but an unwavering Dao heart. With strength in your heart, you can walk on flat ground as if on solid ground. If you want to resist the sword intent in the mountains, you will find it difficult to move an inch.”

"Strength in the heart?"

Chen Jianyi muttered to himself.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Perhaps you care about too many things. Think clearly about what you really want. Only when your heart is free can your body be free."

As soon as Chen Jian closed his eyes, he realized he had many desires: to be his parents' pride, to be a role model for the sect, to seek honor, to fear failure, and to not want to disappoint them.

What do I really want?

Qin Luo watched the clouds drift and gather in the sky.

The cultivators at the foot of the mountain thought Qin Luo had reached his limit, and the juniors of the Spirit Sword Sect thought that their senior brother had a chance to surpass him. Feng Qianye knew that Qin Luo had just been talking to Shen Jianyi and must have deliberately sat down.

"Senior Brother, you can do it!"

"Senior Brother, we all believe in you."

Many female disciples cheered for Chen Jianyi.

Qin Luo smiled slightly. If his junior sister were here, she would definitely cheer him on.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Jianyi suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes shone with light, and he said with unwavering determination, "My name is Shen Jianyi, and I will become the number one swordsman!"

Qin Luo gave him a thumbs up.

Upon discovering that he was no longer suppressed by the sword intent, Chen Jianyi felt a comfortable sense of freedom. He cupped his hands towards Qin Luo and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Dao. May I ask your name?"

"Longhu Temple, Qin Luo."

"Thank you very much, Brother Qin."

With a look of respect in his eyes, Shen Jian stepped forward, feeling unusually relaxed. The younger generation at the foot of the mountain cheered, "Senior brother has taken another step forward."

"Brother Qin, why aren't you leaving?"

"I want to see the scenery."

Chen Jianyi followed Qin Luo's gaze and noticed the orange-red sea of ​​clouds. He had been in Sendai for so long but hadn't noticed how beautiful the sunset was.

I'll go first!

Chen Jianyi was not captivated by the scenery before him. His dream of reaching the summit of Sendai remained unchanged. He continued walking forward and disappeared into the orange-red sea of ​​clouds.

The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect cheered.

"As expected of the senior brother!"

Many of the younger generation were moved to tears.

After the sun sets.

A sword light pierced through the sea of ​​clouds covering the mountain peak, and cheers were deafening. The Spirit Sword Sect had not been so lively in many years. The older generation of experts who were in seclusion were all startled by the cheers and came out of seclusion to check the situation.

"It's Senior Brother!"

"Senior Brother is too strong!"

"Our senior brother was the first genius to reach the summit of the Immortal Platform!"

The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect were buzzing with discussion, and even the elders were overjoyed. They forgot about Qin Luo, who had just shocked them, and everyone's eyes were on Shen Jianyi. Only Feng Qianye looked at Qin Luo as he slowly got up. He knew that without Qin Luo, Shen Jianyi could not have broken through his shackles.

Feng Qianye suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. The Great Dao does not contend, which means there is no need to contend, not that there is no need to contend."

A forgotten corner.

Qin Luo walked alone towards the mountain peak.