【Master Chapter 1】I want this person

Beyond the sea of ​​clouds, on the side of Kunlun.

In a towering palace, people are sitting around a mysterious water mirror surrounded by purple air. The diameter of the water mirror is about 100 feet. The edge is inlaid with five elements crystals and engraved with many formations. It is actually a high-level magic weapon.

At this moment, the mirror that can illuminate people is clearly reflecting the scene of climbing the ladder. Not only can all the trial participants be observed at a glance, but the angle can also be changed from time to time to capture the expression of each person.

Among the trial participants, there are young men who are handsome and easy to climb the ladder, and there are also elders who walk leisurely as if walking on flat ground. There are more ordinary cultivators like Chu Jiao who grit their teeth and persevere, sweating profusely. Most people have come from all over the Tianyuan Realm, not far from them, just to pass the test, enter the world's number one sect, and ascend to heaven in one step.

However, although the ladder to heaven can allow people to ascend to heaven in one step, it is even more difficult to ascend to heaven.

The Ascension Gathering lasts for three days and three nights, with more than ten thousand people participating each time, but only a hundred people can persist until the last day. Now it's only the first day, and most of the people can't bear the pressure, fall into the sea of ​​clouds, and lose the qualification for the trial.

There are a total of ten people sitting in the palace. In addition to the head of the sect, the Venerable Qingwei, there are also the nine top masters of the Haoqi Sect, who are also the nine elders of the Haoqi Sect.

"There are quite a few good seedlings this time." One of the old men with white hair stroked his beard and smiled.

"Yes," another beautiful middle-aged woman in red followed up, pointing at the handsome young man strolling leisurely in the mirror, "I think that kid is good, Taoist Wuya, don't compete with me for him."

"How can that be," the old man called True Lord Wuya glared, "You Chixia, I didn't compete with you last time, this time you have to give in to me!"

"You!"

"You!"

"Alright, alright," the head of the sect Qingwei, who was sitting on the throne in the middle, waved his hands in pain, "You guys always quarrel over a disciple until your faces turn red, aren't you afraid that the younger generation will laugh at you?"

"What's so funny about this," True Lord Chixia played with the whip in his hand, "We are cherishing talents. If they don't follow the right master, these good seedlings will be wasted."

"You, you, you, who do you say is the wrong master!" The old Taoist was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Alright, alright," Qingwei stopped him, "Can't you two learn from Jiuxiao and act like an elder!"

Hearing his name being called, the man who had been practicing with his eyes closed opened his eyes. He was like a sword drawn from its sheath, and a chill swept through the hall.

"It's okay, it's okay. We were just joking. Jiuxiao, you continue to practice."

The head of the sect saw that he had accidentally woken up this crazy practitioner, and quickly turned his head to comfort him.

The man had an extremely handsome face, but because of his expressionless face, he looked unapproachable, as if he was wearing a mask. Hearing the head of the sect say this, he nodded again and closed his eyes.

Before closing his eyes, his eyes just happened to sweep across the mirror, where Chu Jiao's sweaty and frightened face was reflected. However, his gaze did not stay for a second, as if he was looking at a struggling ant, which had nothing to do with him. The

person in the mirror was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing an ordinary coarse linen shirt, with long hair tied up high and coiled behind her head. She bent her waist slightly and took a long time to move a step, but she never gave up. Her whole face was messed up by sweat and dust, and her appearance and gender could not be seen at all. Only her eyes were bright and energetic, and she looked more like a teenager.

At this time, everyone in the hall also saw Chu Jiao's appearance, and they all shook their heads in their hearts. This young man looked tough and stubborn, and he was afraid that he would not be able to survive tonight.

However, Chu Jiao survived.

Not only did she survive the first day, she also survived the second day, and she persisted until the night of the third day, becoming one of the only 100 people left on the 9,999 steps.

In the past three days, Chu Jiao felt that she would not be able to hold on for thousands of times. However, she still held her breath, gritted her teeth, clenched her fists, and circulated the true energy in her dantian awkwardly, feeling it being emptied and filled again and again, moving her steps little by little, and moving forward step by step.

"I don't believe it..." She swallowed the blood that flowed from her throat, panting, "Why should I be like this according to what God has arranged..." She thought about her experiences from childhood to adulthood, and she thought about her inner voice when she agreed to the system, and her eyes were full of unwillingness.

"Since... this is called climbing the ladder to heaven..." She raised her spine, which was almost bent, and looked at the dark night starry sky that seemed to be close at hand, with a glittering light in her eyes, "I will climb it..."

"Then step on it!"

The sky was about to break, and at this moment in the hall, everyone looked at the bright and unyielding eyes in the mirror, listened to the young man's immature and somewhat ridiculous words, and their hearts were slightly moved.

"Young people are formidable..." Master Wu Ya held his beard, as if he recalled the same boldness he had when he was young.

"Haha," the head of the sect laughed. He pointed at the wolfish boy in the mirror and said to the handsome man who had already opened his eyes and was also staring at the mirror, "Jiuxiao, this kid looks a bit like you back then."

The man had stopped practicing at this moment, sitting upright with a long sword in his arms, looking into the mirror. He heard the head of the sect's joke, but he slightly lowered his eyes and did not comment.

"Oh? Our cold-faced immortal Jiuxiao is still so arrogant and ignorant of the world?" The head of the sect's words aroused the interest of the other elders.

"Haha, back then..." The head of the sect narrowed his eyes and recalled the past with a smile, but did not answer. This half-said and half-left simply made everyone grit their teeth in anger.

On the other side of the mirror, Chu Jiao stepped onto the last step with what was probably the most desperate look in history.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

At this moment, the sun was rising and the sky was bright.

When the system notified her that the trial was over, Chu Jiao relaxed her mind, her eyes went dark, and she fell down like a kite that had lost its line.

She thought she would fall through the clouds and be shattered to pieces, but unexpectedly she fell into a cold embrace.

Then, she heard a clear voice like jade knocking off a bead plate ringing in her ears, and she heard him say -

"I want this person."