Judging from the old monster's sinister face and twisted values, he probably wouldn't take her in, and she was unwilling to do so either.
Next, Wan Linyu, who came in third, went to Jianfeng as she wished.
Shi Zixue, as another variant of spiritual root, was fought over by the peak masters, a situation completely opposite to that of Gan Xiuming.
Finally, the Sword Peak Master made the final decision: "With a pure and upright character and extraordinary talent, he should become a sword cultivator."
"I already have a spirit sword, which is barely of spirit weapon quality," Shi Zixue said calmly, her voice utterly indifferent.
Clearly, Wan Linyu had taken to heart Tu Longjian's advice on choosing a spirit weapon, which he had been listening to silently.
The Sword Peak Master laughed heartily and affectionately patted her head.
Shi Zixue's hair was ruffled, and she covered her head with a blank expression.
"That's alright. Don't forget you have an ice spirit root, so you don't need to go to the Sword Tomb to choose your natal sword. You can just forge your own elemental sword in the future."
"Use my body as the handle, and my will as the sword. Man and sword become one, and the momentum is unstoppable."
"After many years, I have finally found a disciple who is suitable to learn the elemental sword. My Dao techniques can be passed on to you."
These words shocked everyone present.
The Daoist inheritance of the Peak Master was actually promised directly to Shi Zixue, a Qi Refining cultivator. What good luck!
All the cultivators couldn't help but feel envious; they were so jealous they felt like their teeth were about to fall out.
A trickle of blood rose in Gan Xiuming's throat, which he forcefully swallowed.
Looking at Shi Zixue's aloof figure, he abandoned his past romantic fantasies and felt a surge of resentment.
On what grounds?
Finally, it was Tu Longjian's turn.
As the most anticipated number one, she has the power to directly select peaks, but this is limited to the core disciples of the peak elders. If she wants to enter the peak master's tutelage, she still needs the peak master's approval.
Tu Longjian stood quietly in the middle, under the various gazes of the crowd, lost in thought.
Looking around, the eyes of all the peak masters and elders were filled with appreciation, except for the Poison Peak Master, who looked uninterested and played with the small snake in his hand.
Looks like I won't be able to go to Poison Peak.
However, she didn't plan to go.
Long Aotian and Gan Xiuming's fortunes were drastically altered by her by chance. In the future, they will not need to stick to this person to plunder fortunes. As long as they are within the same sect, they can use the fortune-absorbing technique.
So she followed her heart and entered a powerful peak to study, since strength is still the most important thing in the cultivation world.
She's played the innocent, naive girl for so long, but she's definitely not some parasitic leech!
Tu Longjian's eyes darkened slightly as he raised his head and nodded to the various peak masters with neither arrogance nor servility.
However, her image did not appear in the mirror.
Even the mirror that recorded Shi Zixue's memory, when the two of them defeated the snow python together, only showed the moment when Shi Zixue raised the giant ice sword and slashed at the snow python.
Tu Longjian looked surprised. She had already prepared to reveal part of her strength and had even thought of how to deal with Gan Xiuming.
The new cultivators below were also whispering amongst themselves.
Why is there no photo of the first-place winner?
"Could it be a fraud? Come to think of it, none of us seem to have witnessed her abilities."
"Yeah, how did she get first place? She's beautiful, but she looks so delicate and weak."
Peng Nana snorted coldly, looking disdainfully at the questioning cultivator:
"You just haven't seen it, but I have. First place is well-deserved. If you're not convinced, why didn't you get more points back then? Was it because you didn't want to? Or because you couldn't?"
“Yes, yes! Don’t spread rumors,” Fang Milu chimed in, hands on her hips.
“She has the ability,” Shi Zixue said firmly. She was not good with words, but she was still concise and to the point.
The sect leader stretched out his palm and pressed it down, signaling for silence.
"It involves the sect's privacy, so it will not be shown to the public. All the peak masters were present at the time, and you all witnessed her performance."
Yes, that's right.
"That's right."
All the peak masters looked at her approvingly and nodded in agreement.
With the assurances from the various peak leaders, the voices of doubt subsided somewhat.
The petite female cultivator with white hair and a youthful face spoke: "I am the peak master of Flame Peak, and I practice the art of weapon forging."
"Hongran has already gone to see you."
"I won't waste words. You've come here as a direct disciple of the Peak Master."
The cultivators were astonished. Could 'Hongran' be Yan Hongran's senior sister, the first disciple?
The Flame Peak Master actually instructed his chief disciple to secretly contact Tu Longjian.
The peak master of Body Peak chuckled, tossed out a bag of high-grade spirit stones, and extended a similarly warm invitation: "Come and become a disciple of mine. My peak is full of body cultivators."
"I heard that Mengyue damaged the ground in front of your door. That ignorant girl forgot to make amends. As her master, you should make it up to her."
After she finished speaking, she deliberately blinked to avoid everyone's gaze, but her behavior was too obvious and everyone saw it.
A whole bag of top-grade spirit stones?! It's like a million falling from the sky!
The other disciples' eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Was this compensation? This was definitely a bribe! A blatant bribe!!!
"Mengyue? Isn't that Yi Mengyue who wields the magical meteor hammer?!"
"I heard that her meteor hammer was specially made for her by her master at Flame Peak. She's already using a spiritual treasure even though she's only at the Foundation Establishment stage!"
They were wealthy and powerful, which aroused envy and jealousy in many people.
However, something even more shocking was yet to come.
The peak master of Danfeng tossed out a bottle of glowing Condensing Gold Pills and said softly, "This is a gift from a disciple of Danfeng who is now formally becoming a disciple."
"Phew! A Golden Core Pill! That's a Golden Core Pill that helps you break through to the Golden Core stage!" the cultivator exclaimed, still feeling dizzy.
It should be noted that at this time, the Nascent Soul stage was already a powerful force in the world, and many cultivators were stuck at this insurmountable barrier.
Not to mention that they wouldn't even dare to dream of reaching the Nascent Soul Realm, these auxiliary pills for breaking through to the Golden Core Realm are already priceless and unavailable!
As expected of a top-tier gold-grade alchemist, he produced a Golden Core pill with his very first move. He really went all out to recruit Tu Longjian.
"Xiafeng also intends to take you as his personal disciple."
"Coming to the main peak also grants access to personal disciples, and all resources are available," the sect leader said with a smile, joining in the fun.
After a moment of contemplation, the Sword Peak Master said, "Although the path of swordsmanship is more suitable for those with a single spiritual root, if you join my sect, I will find you a sword technique manual suitable for those with five spiritual roots."
The Sword Peak Master unleashed another massive thunderbolt, leaving all the disciples numb with shock.
No, why is it that other people's masters only give them spiritual artifacts or foundation-building pills, but when it comes to Tu Longjian, a group of peak masters are eager to take him as their personal disciple, and they are so generous?
Is this a confirmation that she is exceptionally talented?
But isn't she a person with five spiritual roots?
Tu Longjian narrowed his eyes, having the same question in his mind.
A shadowless mirror, a warm invitation from the peak master.
Although she performed well in the trial, it was not enough to earn her such favor.
Was there a conspiracy, or did something happen that she was unaware of?
A bamboo flute was handed over and gently placed in Tu Longjian's palm.
"The ceremony of apprenticeship." The Daoist master in his sky-blue robes spoke in a gentle, breezy voice.
The pale green bamboo flute, like a flawless piece of jade, lay quietly in her jade-white palm, its surface smooth to the touch.
It lacked the unique aura of a magical artifact; it was simply a bamboo flute.
Upon smelling the familiar scent of bamboo, Tu Longjian looked at Yan Daozun with some surprise, only to find that he was also looking down at him and nodding slightly.
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