Time passes faster than I imagined.
Those who cultivate themselves often spend several years, even more than ten years, in seclusion.
After reaching the Refinement Realm, Gingerbread moved into a cave in the back mountain and began to cultivate in seclusion to break through the tribulation.
Decades have passed since she went into seclusion.
This day.
It was the day the Sword Sect recruited disciples.
Spring is in full bloom, and flowers are blooming on every peak.
The young disciples carried long swords on their backs, each youthful face filled with devotion and passion for the supreme way of the sword.
Today, all forces on the Eight Desolate Continents coexist harmoniously.
The most powerful among them is the Sword Sect.
The number of people coming to the Sword Sect to participate in the selection process is increasing year by year.
This year, a total of 100,000 people participated.
Ling Hanchuan sat at the head of the table, his dark Daoist robe making him appear even more composed. He glanced at the disciples standing in the square and nodded to Zhuge Tienan on his right.
Zhuge Tienan made a hand seal with both hands.
The entrance to the trial realm appeared in mid-air, and the blue opening sucked all the disciples inside.
This secret realm, improved by Burning and Gingerbread, features ingeniously designed levels.
It's not as simple as just climbing a ladder.
He watched as his disciples fell into the ferocious beast forest.
Su Qinghe smiled faintly, "Look, that boy in blue is quite handsome."
Zhuge Tienan's lips twitched slightly, and she mercilessly exposed him, "Senior sister, you mean he's good-looking, right?"
“Ahem…”
Su Qinghe glanced guiltily at Xiao Canglan, wiping the tea from her lips with a handkerchief. "No way, my strength is indeed..."
"Hahaha, Xiao Canglan's face is blacker than the bottom of a pot. Qinghe, if you keep talking, the vinegar jar is about to boil over!" Li Dapu stroked the silver guqin in his arms with an air of nonchalance, unable to suppress the teasing at the corners of his mouth.
Su Qinghe glared at Li Dapu, then turned and whispered a few words in Xiao Canglan's ear.
Not long.
A smile appeared on Xiao Canglan's usually cold face.
Zhuge Tienan clicked his tongue twice, "Men are so easy to coax."
Xiao Canglan is easy to coax, Wen Suye is easy to coax, and even Ancestor Fenjue can be coaxed by Xiaobing in a few words.
Worthless men...
One hour later.
Several disciples fell out of the secret realm in mid-air one after another.
Another incense stick has burned out.
Everyone who had successfully navigated the secret realm emerged.
Ling Hanchuan raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Those of you who have passed the entrance test, from this day forward—"
Everyone was listening intently to the sect leader's words.
Several explosions suddenly came from the direction of the back mountain.
Immediately following.
Countless gray and white swirling clouds drifted in from the horizon.
The young disciples craned their necks to look.
There was a great deal of discussion in the square.
Zhuge Tienan jumped up and shouted, "It's a heavenly tribulation! Is Xiaobing about to ascend to immortality?!"
"Heavenly tribulation?"
"The book records that heavenly tribulations are auspicious clouds of seven colors, so why do the tribulation clouds in the sky appear chaotic?"
"I don't know!"
"I just find it all very strange!"
Surprised, the disciples stared intently at the back of the mountain.
Ling Hanchuan, Li Dapu, and others flew into the sky.
Thunder rumbled from the direction of the back mountain, and terrifying lightning flashed within the gray and white storm clouds.
Not long.
Gray lightning struck down fiercely.
The thousands of disciples held their breath, sweating for Vice Sect Leader Jiang, some said.
"Isn't ascension accompanied by dragons and phoenixes, or even carried by divine birds to the heavens?"
"Why is it gray lightning?"
The two newly initiated disciples still looked puzzled.
The newly initiated disciple, dressed in the sect's robes, said with a proud tone, "You haven't entered the sect yet, so naturally you don't know. Our Vice Sect Leader Jiang has always been different from others. Even his tribulation lightning is much fiercer than that of other cultivators. Back when he was in the Golden Core stage, he attracted the Forty-Nine Great Tribulation lightning. Later, when he was in the Divine Transformation stage, he even used his body as a sword to fight against the heavenly lightning."
"Ascension is certainly no ordinary feat!"
The two disciples were dumbfounded.
When they looked up again at the thunderclouds on the back mountain, their gaze was now filled with reverence.
"Bang bang—!"
Two loud bangs followed.
A white figure, sword in hand, charged toward the thunderclouds.
He lightly swung his spirit sword.
The gray thunderclouds, sensing the sword energy within, paused and shrank back slightly.
Li Dapu exclaimed in surprise, "Damn! My fellow villager is awesome! Even thunderbolts would have to avoid his sharp edge!"
The others, their chests pounding with excitement, gazed at the woman confronting the heavenly thunder in mid-air.
The gray lightning bolt retracted.
The rolling thunderclouds instantly returned to calm.
In an instant.
The golden light flourishes.
Beams of divine light descended from the high sky.
A huge gash was torn open in the chaotic thunderclouds, and nine white-gold phoenixes swooped down from the sky, circling around the woman in white, and then affectionately nuzzling the hem of her dress.
Everyone in the Sword Sect was so surprised they couldn't close their mouths.
Just then.
A mysterious platinum dragon swooped down from the dome, and a red-clad swordsman stood atop its head.
Old Huang murmured, "It's the ancestor."
The red-clad swordsman flew towards the white-clad woman.
The woman in white turned around, smiled, and waved to Ling Hanchuan and the others, infusing her with spiritual energy as she spoke.
"Hehe, please tell Master, Senior Sister, and Senior Brother that I'm going to have some fun in the sky!"
The last word landed.
The dragon raised its head and carried the two of them straight into the sky.
Disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Only the stunningly beautiful woman left behind a witty remark.
"Family, I'll come home often, so don't miss me too much!"
These words lingered in my ears for three days.
The chaotic thunderclouds from which Gingerbread ascended are revered as legends by cultivators across the Eight Desolate Continents.
...
On the other side.
Standing atop the dragon's head, Gingerbread held Burning Extinction's right hand.
She turned and smiled sweetly at him.
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