It seems they really are up to no good...
When Shen Changlin lowered his head, a flash of coldness crossed his eyes. When he looked up again, he raised his hand in a panic: "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. Elder Ruan told me this himself. Senior Brother Yang knows so much about it, you must have heard Elder Ruan say it with your own ears, right?"
Yang Lin, who hadn't even managed to utter a single word: ...
Looking at Shen Changlin's cautious and timid demeanor as a newcomer to the immortal realm, with clear eyes, he was momentarily unsure whether Shen Changlin's words were intentional.
but--
Yang Lin's gaze turned slightly cold as he looked at him: "You don't need to care whether Elder Ruan said it himself, Shen Changlin."
"It's being said throughout the sect that strange phenomena have suddenly occurred in the mortal realm, and a new genius has joined the Myriad Paths Sect. But—don't think you're special. The Myriad Paths Sect has countless geniuses, and you're just one of them. The sect entrance test is not as simple as you think."
Yang Lin's words carried a hint of sarcasm.
The mere thought that Elder Ruan could personally bring this mortal into the mountain gate filled Yang Lin with resentment. Why?!
Upon hearing this, Shen Changlin seemed not to understand and laughed, "Thank you for reminding me, Senior Brother Yang. I didn't realize the sect entrance test was so difficult. I will prepare diligently and will certainly not disappoint Elder Ruan."
Yang Lin: ...I'm not fucking reminding you!
Yang Lin's lips twitched, and his eyes turned cold: "I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore. Shen Changlin, when Elder Ruan brought you back, did he leave anything behind? Take it out!"
"What?"
"Communication Jade Talisman!"
Yang Lin's face turned ashen when he saw Shen Changlin pretending to be stupid.
Through other connections, he had already learned that Elder Ruan's departure from Yanlai Peak this time was probably related to the sect's orders. Therefore, Yang Lin had to admit that Shen Changlin probably did have a little bit of special qualities.
Since that's the case, when Elder Ruan brought Shen Changlin back, didn't he leave anything behind? Was there no communication jade talisman?
Yang Lin was urging Shen Changlin to do something, but Shen Changlin looked at him in surprise and blurted out, "What? Senior Brother Yang doesn't have one? I thought you were so familiar with Elder Ruan, you must have a communication jade talisman to contact her."
Yang Lin felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart again: ...
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Lin felt his spiritual energy surging even faster with anger. Looking into Shen Changlin's clear eyes, which were filled with bright doubt, he felt even more glaring!
The next moment, a fierce gust of wind swept in—
The long sword was placed directly on Shen Changlin's shoulder.
Yang Lin looked at him coldly, his voice even colder: "Don't try to fool me. I don't care whether you passed the sect entrance test or not, but if you dare to get involved with Elder Ruan, you'd better watch out."
“I have reached the Golden Core stage, while you are just a mortal. Even if you cultivate, you won’t be able to catch up in a short time. So, you’d better be careful. Since this concerns Elder Ruan, I don’t mind bullying the weak!”
"One last question: do you have a communication jade talisman?"
Yang Lin hissed, the blade pressed against Shen Changlin's neck, and his aura as a Golden Core cultivator suddenly pressed down on him.
In an instant, the sudden increase in pressure made Shen Changlin almost unable to breathe. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, but he still forced himself to stand up and said in a deep voice, "It's fine if it's there, it's fine if it's not."
"Senior Brother Yang, do you still want to just rob me?"
"……very good."
Yang Lin laughed in anger and immediately sheathed his long sword: "There are not many people in the outer sect who can withstand my pressure. You were able to withstand it with your mortal body, very good—I'll say it again."
"Don't be an obstacle to my becoming your disciple, Shen Changlin, or I will personally trample you into the mud inch by inch!"
After saying this, Yang Lin slung his long sword back over his shoulder and turned to leave.
Only after Yang Lin left did Shen Changlin exhale a breath of stale air. His complexion improved slightly, but it still looked deathly pale, as if he had lost all color.
He chuckled softly, "White clothes, long sword... Ha, you really are chasing after her like an obsession. But what are you anyway?"
During their short time together in the mortal realm, Shen Changlin was able to get a rough idea of Ruan Qing'an's personality—cold, aloof, and not talkative. To her, Yang Lin probably didn't even count on her list.
In truth, even his imposing presence didn't appeal to her.
But at least, she remembered him.
Recalling what had just happened, Shen Changlin's face turned somewhat grim. He turned around, went back to his room, and slammed the door shut.
“Indeed, Elder Ruan is right.”
"Only by becoming strong can you avoid these things and get everything you want..."
Chen Changlin leaned against the door, his eyes shifting unpredictably.
...
Three days later, the Wandao Sect opened its gates wide and began recruiting disciples.
As early as when the Myriad Paths Sect released the news, the entire cultivation world was shaken. Many rogue cultivators or ordinary people were rushing towards the Myriad Paths Sect. Even if the hope was slim, it was a good opportunity to leap over the dragon gate. They were willing to take a gamble and see if they could get in.
Even if you can't become an outer disciple, being a menial disciple is still not bad; at least you'll have a chance!
Moreover, some members of cultivation families even came and sent their descendants to the Myriad Paths Sect, hoping to gain more resources and better prospects for development.
In an instant, the cities outside Wandao Gate were overflowing with people!
Three days later, on this morning, they all gathered in front of the Wandao Sect's mountain gate. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, an elder personally came and, with a wave of his hand, opened the mountain gate wide.
"Today is the entrance test for the Naiwan Dao Sect."
"Anyone who passes the test can enter my Ten Thousand Paths Gate!"
As the elder finished speaking, his figure disappeared, and what appeared before everyone was a white jade staircase that looked like a dream. Starting from the mountain gate, it was surrounded by celestial mist and went all the way up, seemingly reaching the horizon, with no end in sight.
Everyone rushed forward, and as they stepped onto the first step, a divine thought entered their minds—
"Climbing the Heavenly Ladder".
"Ninety-nine immortal roads."
But the moment most people stepped onto it, an overwhelming pressure descended, and in the next instant, large numbers of people were directly blasted backward—
The elder's voice came at just the right time.
"Entry test failed."
At this moment, Shen Changlin had already stepped onto the white jade steps. On the first step, the pressure was already the limit that ordinary people could withstand. The higher one went, the less danger there would be to one's life, but it would probably be a contest of perseverance and tenacity.
The pressure of the white jade steps will not harm the test takers, but if they are frightened by the pressure and become afraid, they will be blown away and eliminated.
Recalling the information he had obtained from the outer disciples, Shen Changlin took a deep breath, cleared his mind of all distractions, looked up at the Heavenly Ladder hidden in the clouds, and took a step forward.
Now that he's come to the world of cultivation, he's unwilling to be just another ordinary person!
Shen Changlin gritted his teeth and kept moving forward, while on the horizon where it seemed he could reach the top—a person as aloof and noble as the bright moon—he was getting closer and closer.
He murmured softly, "I won't back down an inch..."
Whether it's climbing the ladder to heaven, or... Yang Lin.
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