Chapter 12: Rusty Sword, Not Rusty Heart



The huge ship was sailing in the waves, but Jiang Li, who was in the cabin, could hardly feel any shaking or vibration.

During these days, he also stopped practicing Suihu Gong for a rare time and had a relaxing sleep.

A day later, the ship shook slightly and slowly approached the shore. There were bursts of exclamations from the deck, and Jiang Li and Yan Hong greeted and walked out of the cabin.

What comes into view is a misty island with two strange peaks connecting the sky and the earth in the morning glow.

From afar, it seems that you can see several sword-like cranes flying through the clouds, like immortals riding on the clouds.

When a group of immortal cultivators in reserve saw this scene, their eyes began to sparkle.

After the gangway was lowered, everyone was eager to get off the ship and walked along a cobblestone road towards the venue.

"How is it, have you heard any news?"

Jiang Li discovered that Yan Hong had a special passion and talent for dealing with human relationships.

While he was lying on the bed, too lazy to move, Yan Hong had already taken his nineteen subordinates to collect intelligence.

Next, it is the important moment to choose a sect of immortal cultivation.

If nothing unexpected happens, Jiang Li will live in that sect for a long time in the future. Joining a sect is not like finding a job. You can't quit just because you want to.

In order to have better prospects and development in the future, it is natural to consider and evaluate from many aspects.

The first thing to look at is the sect’s size and future development trends.

The second thing to look at is the level of monthly salary the sect provides to its disciples. Even the best sect would be useless without this.

The third point to look at is the individual's promotion and development in the sect. If a sect is completely controlled by certain families and other forces, then ordinary disciples will not have much future no matter how well they perform.

These three points are more important.

Other factors that need to be taken into consideration include the overall strength of the sect you join, your areas of expertise, your geographical location, your sect culture, the attributes of your main cultivation technique, etc.

Shengxian Pavilion will naturally not give you this information, because their goal is to get more disciples to join Shengxian Pavilion, and naturally they will not deliberately promote their competitors.

However, this is not completely without a solution. The more than one thousand preparatory disciples who have suffered two years of hard labor are their best choice.

Although they were not granted the skills to formally cultivate immortality, they were still just a group of mortals.

But after living in the world of immortal cultivation for two years as menial servants, they must know this basic information through what they have seen and heard.

Especially since Shengxian Pavilion is a "service industry", everyone from the Pavilion Master to the servants must be familiar with the names of some powerful sects and the powerful monks who cannot be offended.

So, after Yan Hong's efforts, a booklet introducing the sect forces in the Dachongshan area soon fell into Jiang Li's hands.

"There are a total of fifty-two sects participating in this Ascension Conference."

"There are four sects that I would recommend. They are the most powerful and influential in the Dachongshan area, and they are also the choice of most disciples at every conference."

"However, some reliable small and medium-sized sects, in order to recruit more new disciples, often provide better treatment to help them practice."

“Perhaps in some small sects, with our qualifications, we can directly enter the inner sect after entering, and it is not impossible for us to become a direct disciple and receive full training.”

"Come and take a look, and help me with some advice."

Yan Hong was flipping through another similar booklet with a troubled look on his face, as if he was a top student who was worrying about whether to go to Tsinghua University or Peking University.

Jiang Li was a little speechless, but with the other party's top-grade spiritual roots, he believed that no sect would refuse.

"First of all, we must not choose those shabby sects. If they find that the inheritance is incomplete or the skills are broken, we will have nowhere to cry."

He flipped through it again and found that the sect on the first page seemed to have been marked with a lot of annotations.

"This Shushan Five Elements Peak seems to be quite good. Although it has a small number of disciples, its sect is the strongest among the four sects. It has a branch of the Shushan Sword Sect, an ancient immortal sect."

"Each disciple who joins can also obtain a natal flying sword from the sect. This treatment is much better than other sects."

Jiang Li pointed to the first name on the booklet and said.

"That's right, it's right. It is said that Shushan Five Elements Peak is the undisputed leader of the righteous path in Dachongshan, but their requirements for recruiting disciples are also very special."

"Not only must the spiritual root level be above the middle grade, but it also requires a special talent called sword heart. Otherwise, even disciples with top-grade spiritual roots will be rejected by them."

"Hiss! Even the best spiritual roots are rejected? What kind of talent does this sword heart have?"

Jiang Li couldn't help but be surprised. According to common sense, the average cultivation speed of the best-grade spiritual roots is three times that of the upper-grade spiritual roots and nine times that of the middle-grade spiritual roots.

The Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu actually refuses to allow in top-grade spiritual roots. It is really willful and powerful.

"Okay, in that case we can go over and test if anyone has the swordsmanship talent, but we still have to think about which sect we should join if we fail."

Apart from the Shushan Five Elements Peak, the other three preferred sects are Cihang Temple, Bailian Mountain and Sutra Valley.

Bailian Mountain is an auxiliary sect that excels at refining weapons and elixirs. They may not be good at fighting, but half of the elixirs and magical weapons in Dachong Mountain come from this mountain sect.

When Jiang Li saw the last Sutra Valley for the first time, he thought it might be a very ancient sect, which is why it had the confidence to be called Sutra Valley.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the youngest sect among the four, with a history of only more than 200 years. It was said to be founded by a group of independent cultivators, and the cause seemed to be the development of an ancient relic. The details could not be learned from their low-end information channels.

As he was speaking, the venue of the Ascension Conference was already in sight.

This is a place like a paradise, with wooden courtyards of various sizes forming the appearance of a small town.

The venue was already crowded with people. Many prospective disciples, like Jiang Li, who were under sixteen years old and had excitement on their faces, were walking in and out of the many courtyards in the town.

"Alright! Young gentlemen and ladies! Welcome to the Immortal Ascension Conference! You will decide your future sect here and follow your brothers and elders back to your respective sects to practice."

"I, Fu Zhong, can only take you here. Now you can enter the venue and choose a sect on your own."

"In the venue, each courtyard represents a sect. At the entrance of each courtyard stands a stone tablet with information about those sects."

"You can check every stone tablet, but I'm giving you a piece of advice. Once you join the sect, you must not regret it. Any act of betrayal will lead to the sect's elimination."

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"Finally, if you want to join the Shengxian Pavilion, please go to the seventh courtyard on the left."

After Fu Zhong took one last look at everyone, he disappeared silently from the spot.

The prospective disciples entered the venue on their own and mingled with the previous batch of prospective disciples who had arrived.

Jiang Li and his companions, with 19 people behind them, headed straight for the courtyard where the Five Elements Peak of Shu Mountain was located with a clear purpose.

There were indeed quite a few people gathered there. After all, the reputation of Dachongshan as the number one immortal sect was there, and many people wanted to give it a try.

I saw a young man holding a rusty sword pointing forward, and then a young man with a proud expression gently placed a piece of white paper on the blade of the sword.

"The blank paper is not broken, so it is not qualified!"

After saying this, the young man with the sword put down the rusty sword dejectedly and returned to the crowd.

"This test seems to require people to cut paper with a rusty sword without swinging a long sword."

Jiang Li was a little confused. What kind of method was this? Could it be that the rusty sword had some hidden secrets?

An identification spell was thrown out skillfully.

【Name:Rusty Iron Sword】

【Type: Weapon】

[Rank: None]

[Note: a useless piece of junk]

It seems like this is just an ordinary rusty sword.

"Brother, we really don't understand what this test is about. Can you please show us what it takes to pass it?"

Jiang Li and Yan Hong watched from the side. After several people tried without success, Jiang Li finally couldn't help but took two steps forward and bowed and asked.

The swordsman from the Five Elements Peak opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Jiang Li, and snorted coldly, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with Jiang Li's questioning.

However, he still reached out and pulled out a rusty sword beside him, held it horizontally in front of him, then picked up a piece of white paper and lightly placed it on the blade of the rusty sword.

The paper slowly fell, and when it touched the long sword, the paper, which should have been stopped by the blunt blade, slid down without any delay, split into two pieces in mid-air and fell with the wind.

This...! Jiang Li was stunned, with a look of disbelief on his face. This was not in line with common sense.

"A rusty sword but not a rusty heart, this is a quality that every sword cultivator must have."

The surprised expressions of Jiang Li and others fell into the eyes of the senior brother. This meant that his show-off this time was very successful. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and he was in a good mood. He also explained a few words.

"Brother, can I try?"

Jiang Li took the sword and shook it vigorously. With a clang, large patches of rust on the sword were shaken off, making the rusty sword look much better.

"Brother, come on!"

The swordsman's eyes twitched and he was speechless. You cheated in front of me, how can you be so confident? But he didn't care, he just picked up the paper and put it on.

As expected, Jiang Li, who had long lost his original heart in the world's vanity, had no fate with the sword heart at all. Shaking off the rust was no substitute for sharpening the sword, so the paper unsurprisingly stayed on the blade, indicating that he had failed the test.

Later, Yan Hong also took the test, but he also did not have the talent. The two of them could only leave in shame.

(End of this chapter)


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