"This immortal gate is truly magnificent. The rich spiritual energy alone is something that cannot be found in the mortal world. I feel like I can be full just by taking two breaths of air!"
"This is the Taichu Sect, the largest sect in the world of immortal cultivation. Even if the spiritual power of other sects is exhausted, there will be no lack of spiritual energy here."
"You may not know that the Taichu Sect has also faced a crisis of spiritual power decline, even more serious than other sects. Two True Lords have ascended to the Immortal Realm in the past ten years. The consumption of spiritual energy is no joke."
"Huh? So how did you resolve it in the end?"
"It was all thanks to the sacrifice of the previous leader, Qiongju Zhenren, who transformed all the spiritual energy in his body into spiritual energy and fed it back to the sect. Only then did the Taichu Sect have endless vitality again."
"Wow, you know so much inside information. Could you be a hero from some immortal cultivation family?"
"My name is Jian Qiuguang. Master Changle of Wuya Peak is my great-grandfather."
The young man who introduced himself won the envy of many people, but some people snorted in disdain.
"The Jian family is only an aristocratic family that has only risen in the past five hundred years. To put it nicely, they are upstarts, but to put it bluntly, they are just brats. Do you really think you are that capable? If you really knew the inside story, wouldn't you know that the words 'Master Qiongju' are taboo in the Taichu Sect?"
"Why?"
The person who asked the question was not Jian Qiuguang, but a girl who had been quiet until now. She looked to be in her prime, wearing a moon-white cross-collared skirt, with clear eyes and a lovely appearance.
Under her lively gaze, the young man, whose tone had been so harsh just now, softened. "The current head of Taichu, True Monarch Aoxue, is the eldest disciple of True Man Qiongju. He has always believed that True Man Qiongju has not passed away and is still alive. No matter how others try to persuade him, he remains stubborn and ultimately forbids anyone in the sect from discussing True Man Qiongju."
"How did this fellow Taoist know this?" the girl asked curiously.
"My last name is Hao." The young man raised his chin slightly, with a proud look on his face.
"Wow! Descendants of the Qingyang clan! What a profound family of immortal cultivators!" someone exclaimed enthusiastically. "An ancient clan that has lasted for thousands of years. The new champion of the sect competition a while ago, the most powerful warrior in the immortal cultivation world, isn't that Qingyang clan's Lingyun Zhenren?"
Jian Qiuguang sneered, "So what if you're a descendant of the Qingyang clan? That number one doesn't recognize your Qingyang clan. If you use your family lineage to get close to him, you'll only end up flattering the horse."
"Why are you so rude?"
"I'm sorry, but as someone from a century-old family, I'm not very well-educated," Jian Qiuguang said with a perfunctory apology. "I know the secrets you mentioned, but we haven't yet entered the Taichu Sect's territory, so we don't have to abide by this prohibition. Therefore, I'm not worried. I also know that the current head of the Taichu Sect, True Lord Aoxue, is even more powerful than True Lord Lingyun. He's the youngest True Lord and the youngest head of the sect, but unfortunately, he hasn't accepted any disciples yet."
"She hasn't accepted any disciples..." the young woman murmured softly, and both boys looked over. The Qingyang clan member asked, "I see your elegant demeanor and polite conversation. I bet you're from a family of immortal cultivators, too?"
The girl chuckled. "Me? Not really. My last name is Jiang."
"When people were first born, it was Jiang Yuan." Someone recited the ancient poem.
The two young men looked solemn. "You are a descendant of Shennong. Excuse me."
The Ji and Jiang clans, both millennia-old and legitimate, once held the title of emperor. Before humans discovered spiritual energy and embarked on the path of immortal cultivation, they were the most powerful rulers of the land. Legend even claims that the founder of the Taichu sect was a descendant of the Ji and Jiang clans.
"Stop being so polite. Can anyone tell me when the mountain gate will be opened?" a young man in a short brown shirt asked in a hoarse voice.
"It won't open until 3:15 pm. That's the time when the ancestor ascended to heaven." Jian Qiuguang said.
"Ah? There's still half an hour left. How boring."
The young man from the Qingyang clan tutted. "These commoners are so impatient. I have to stand further away to avoid being infected by their laziness. Jian Qiuguang, Miss Jiang, come over here too."
Jian Qiuguang shook his head. "There are also outstanding people among the common people. The path to immortality is not based on family background."
The girl gave him an approving look. "I thought so too. This... Qingyang clan, you can go and settle down."
"Haoze, that's my name. Well, I'll just endure it here for half an hour. They won't make it into the mountain anyway."
Haoze leaned against a willow tree with his eyes closed, and the girl sighed softly.
Jian Qiuguang chatted with the girl for a long time and found her to be knowledgeable, eloquent, and her words and actions made people feel like they were in the spring breeze. Even Haoze didn't know when he opened his eyes and listened to her carefully.
"The mountain gate! The mountain gate is open!" someone suddenly shouted.
Everyone rushed in in a hurry, and almost the next moment they stepped into the mountain gate, they disappeared behind the door one after another.
At this time, inside the Taichu Sect, the monks gathered together, observing the newcomers' trials through the Heart Mirror. The young leader sitting at the top had a gloomy expression, not even glancing at the mirror. The girl sitting to his lower left tugged at his wide Taoist robe.
"Big Brother, it would be unacceptable if you don't accept a disciple this year. Those nagging elders will nag you to death."
The young man next to her snorted. "What's the point of nagging? Does Senior Brother even need to consider their opinions? They're a bunch of noobs. If they have the guts, they should reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage first."
"Then you're making it too difficult for them." The girl smiled and said, "Where else in the Taichu Sect can you find someone else who has made such rapid progress as our eldest brother? Even our master..."
She covered her mouth in a panic, "I'm sorry, Senior Brother. I didn't mean to."
Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, she boldly said, "But speaking of which, Senior Brother, Master also told you to accept a disciple, right? It wouldn't be good if you kept going against her wishes, right?"
The headmaster finally spoke: "So what if I'm disobedient? I'll wait for her to come back and teach me a lesson."
The two people below looked at each other, shut their mouths, and concentrated on looking in the mirror.
An hour later, the trial came to an end, and each peak welcomed their new disciples. Originally, only a few of the disciples who passed the trial could become inner disciples, and the rest would become outer disciples. However, in the last disciple-recruiting conference, the head of the sect stipulated that everyone must enter the inner sect, and the other teachers did not raise any objections, so the tradition was changed.
Therefore, these young men and women who passed the trials all looked very happy, and walked towards the apprenticeship platforms of the four sects according to their wishes.
"There are still a lot of people coming to our Wuya Sect this year. It seems that they all come here to see me, the beautiful peak master." The girl puffed out her chest and said proudly.
"What a way to flatter herself. Senior Brother, please don't embarrass her. Why don't you let me represent the Wuya Sect... Senior Brother?"
The leader's eyes were fixed on one person, without moving an inch.
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