Seeing Ling Yun's surprised expression, everyone became interested and quickly asked:
"Brother! What kind of treasure is this!?"
Ling Yun took a deep breath, picked up the dark, unremarkable seal, and said with a smile:
"This object is no ordinary thing. Like the Heaven-Refining Cauldron, it was accidentally drawn into the chaos and became tainted by the chaotic mist, which led to its sealing."
Just like the Heaven-Refining Cauldron!
Abao and the others' eyes widened immediately, and their breathing became rapid.
They had all witnessed the power of the Heaven-Refining Cauldron.
Ling Yun flicked his finger, and the chaotic mist vanished, revealing its original form.
A large blue seal, round at the top and three inches high at the bottom.
Ling Yun laughed:
"This seal is the Heaven-Turning Seal!"
The Heaven-Turning Seal!
The crowd exchanged puzzled glances, but their eyes were filled with elation, for magical artifacts with the Heavenly title were generally incredibly powerful.
Abao asked:
"Brother, what magical use does the Heaven-Turning Seal have?"
Ling Yun shook his head and smiled, then threw the Heaven-Turning Seal out the window.
Abao hurriedly said:
"Brother, what are you doing..."
The next moment!
Bang!
The Heaven-Turning Seal flew directly from the window and hit A Bao squarely on the forehead.
Then, no matter which direction Lingyun threw it, it would hit Abao on the forehead.
crack shot!
Rubbing his aching forehead, Abao suddenly realized.
"This is a magical weapon specifically designed to smash people's foreheads. It's unerring; no matter how you hit it, it will always hit the opponent's forehead. Tsk tsk... this is fun."
As he spoke, A Bao's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in his eyes, as he looked at the little white fox.
"Brother Bao, don't do anything reckless, I can bite!"
The little white fox quickly took precautions.
...
The next day, Ling Yun and his group rode away from Qingqiu City.
At the city gate, Ji Ziyue, along with the managers of the Yuanbao Merchant Guild, saw Ling Yun off.
Ji Ziyue looked at Ling Yun with a complicated expression and said:
"Until we meet again, Young Master Ling!"
She knew that today's parting might be the last time they met. Ling Yun's future was the stars and the sea. Perhaps when she heard the name Ling Yun again, he would already be an unparalleled powerhouse standing proudly at the top of all the heavens and myriad worlds.
Ling Yun smiled and said:
"Goodbye, President Ji. We shall meet again if fate allows!"
After saying that, he rode away.
Watching Ling Yun and his group leave, Ji Ziyue sighed, still unable to muster the courage to say that she wanted to follow Ling Yun.
She knew that if she didn't speak up this time, she would never have another chance, that she would lose her opportunity to venture into the stars, and that she knew her talent was limited.
Although Ling Yun gave him the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden True Scripture, which would allow him to cultivate to the Mahayana stage and enter a higher level of world.
But that was also my limit.
Ji Ziyue only looked away after Ling Yun's figure disappeared.
On the way, Xiao Yanran looked at Ling Yun and said in a somewhat sarcastic tone:
"Heh! Young Master Ling is quite charming. He has already won over President Ji after only two meetings."
Abao, standing to the side, nodded seriously, "I think President Ji is pretty good. She's beautiful, knows how to get things done, and is very capable..."
Sensing two murderous gazes, Abao immediately shut up.
Ling Yun shook his head and smiled meaningfully, saying:
"Opportunities are earned, and sometimes thinking too much is not as good as giving it a try!"
Ling Yun could see that Ji Ziyue wanted to follow him.
After saying that, he looked at Xiao Yanran and said:
"You should thank your mother; she has a sharp eye and acts decisively!"
Xiao Yanran's mother, Lin Qingchen, was able to quickly recognize Ling Yun's abilities and decisively let Xiao Yanran leave the Immortal Martial Academy to follow Ling Yun.
Such decisiveness and vision are not something ordinary people possess, and Ling Yun admires Lin Qingchen for this.
"My mother?" Xiao Yanran frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.
Suddenly, everyone stopped.
Suddenly, an old man in purple robes appeared ahead, looking at Ling Yun with a fawning expression.
It was Lin Zhennan, the Grand Elder of the Inner Sect of the Ziyang Sect.
"Hehe... I've met young friend Lin. I would like to invite you to visit the Ziyang Sect. Would you do me the honor?"
Worried that Ling Yun might look down on the Ziyang Sect, Lin Zhennan added:
"Besides the fairy-tale scenery, my Ziyang Sect is also famous for its Twelve Wonders of Ziyang!"
The Twelve Wonders of Ziyang!
Everyone immediately became interested, since things with "absolute" in them are usually quite amazing.
Lin Zhennan stroked his beard and continued:
"Hehe... The Twelve Delicacies of Ziyang are twelve spiritual dishes created by an ancestor of my Ziyang Sect. Each one is a masterpiece of the world. I'll keep you in suspense for now; you'll find out when you arrive."
With that said, Ling Yun and his group had no reason to refuse, since Ling Yao, the little white fox, and A Bao, the three gluttons, were already tempted.
"Alright, then let's visit your sect!"
"Please follow me, my young friends!"
Lin Zhennan's eyes lit up with joy; he had come here specifically to curry favor with Ling Yun.
Although the Qi family's destruction was a secret known only to a few, Lin Zhennan and Ji Ziyue were close friends despite their age difference, and he learned about it early this morning.
The decision was made to befriend Ling Yun, who was capable of destroying even the Qi family, demonstrating just how powerful Ling Yun was.
The Ziyang Sect is the second largest sect in the Zhao Kingdom, located on Ziyang Mountain, the number one immortal mountain in the Zhao Kingdom.
When Ling Yun and his group arrived at the gate of the Ziyang Sect, they all nodded in praise upon seeing the beautiful scenery of the sect.
It truly resembled a fairyland. The entire Ziyang Mountain was divided into three sections that increased in height: the outer sect, the inner sect, and the sect leader's ancestral temple.
Each section features a grand architectural complex that blends seamlessly with Ziyang Mountain, shrouded in mist and occasionally graced by the sight of cranes flying overhead.
As Lin Zhennan led Ling Yun and the others up the mountain, he introduced the beautiful scenery of the Ziyang Sect.
When we arrived at the outer gate, we saw that the outer gate square was packed with people, numbering about 30,000, and they were wearing all kinds of clothes.
Lin Zhennan introduced with a smile:
"Today happens to be the day for recruiting new disciples!"
After saying that, he pointed to a set of steps and said:
"The assessment of my Ziyang Sect is not as complicated as that of other sects. There is only one step: climbing the stairs. As long as you reach the top of the 9,999 steps, you can pass the test."
"Hehe... This staircase is called the Heavenly Staircase, but it was created by the patriarch of my Ziyang Sect. Don't let its simplicity fool you; it's incredibly difficult, like climbing to heaven. Of the more than 30,000 people who tried, only 500 actually made it to the top."
Ling Yun looked at the stairs with curiosity and found that it became more and more difficult to climb. With each step, the pressure increased. Only martial artists with outstanding talent and solid foundation could successfully reach the top.
Abao and the others immediately became interested and wanted to test whether their talent and strength could meet the requirements of the Ziyang Sect. If they couldn't even pass this, it would be too embarrassing for Ling Yun.
"Elder Lin, we'd like to give it a try too, is that alright?"
Lin Zhennan nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"Of course you can, but you need to suppress your cultivation level to the third level of Martial Soul. The minimum standard for recruiting new disciples is the third level of Martial Soul."
Immediately afterwards, A Bao, Shangguan Hong, Xiao Yanran, and Yan Ruyu suppressed their cultivation levels to the third realm of Martial Soul. Little White Fox and Ling Yao were also very curious, so they joined them in preparing to ascend the steps.
Lin Zhennan looked at Ling Yun and said:
"Young friend, how about we go to that pavilion to make tea?"
Ling Yun smiled and nodded, then went with Lin Zhennan to the pavilion on the side.
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