This boundless spiritual energy filled the entire space, so powerful that it seemed to condense into an ocean, oppressing every disciple present so much that they could barely raise their heads. Only Luo Jianqing, standing in the center of the platform, raised his head slightly, as if he had long been accustomed to such terrifying pressure. His eyes were fixed, staring into the distance.
The voice arrives before the person arrives.
After the vast and majestic golden sword light, a figure in white finally appeared.
His long black hair was tied up with a simple white jade crown. He wore a white brocade robe with intricate patterns and wide sleeves. Against the backdrop of the azure sky, his brilliance was so dazzling that one could not help but look up and feel reverence. He stood at the summit of all living things, gazing at the group below with a calm and indifferent gaze, his gaze finally coming to a stop on the high platform.
Luo Jianqing raised his head and stared at the man from a distance of hundreds of meters, one in the sky and the other on the ground.
As if he had missed a thousand years, Luo Jianqing stared silently, and the man looked at him indifferently. After a moment, the blood mark on his palm from being pinched was so hot that it seemed to be burning. Luo Jianqing raised his hand and bowed, solemnly saying, "Master."
Xuan Lingzi stood on the cloud and responded softly: "Yes."
Venerable Xuan Lingzi, the head of Yuxiao Peak on Mount Taihua, is the foremost cultivator in the current world of cultivation. He established his foundation at the age of fifteen, achieved elixir formation at twenty-eight, and reached infanthood at fifty-six. With only three hundred years of cultivation under his belt, he has become the only cultivator in the world to have reached the Spiritual Transformation stage. Looking back over the past five thousand years, he remains the only cultivator with a hope of ascending to immortality.
Countless disciples opened their eyes wide in surprise when they saw Xuan Lingzi. Even the new disciples stared at him in disbelief. However, they only stared for a moment before timidly looking away.
That was the pressure from a Venerable in the Spirit Transformation Stage. They were terrified just by looking at it for a while.
Among the disciples, the most excited was undoubtedly Li Xiuchen. He looked at the noble figure in the white robe with ecstasy. Although he couldn't stare for long, his heart was filled with uncontrollable excitement: Xuan Lingzi had arrived! Xuan Lingzi was going to accept him as his disciple!
His cold and elegant face was expressionless, and Xuan Lingzi seemed completely oblivious to the disciples around him. His gaze was fixed on his own disciple. The golden sword pattern on his forehead shone faintly in the sunlight. With narrow eyes, long eyebrows, a sharp nose, and pale lips, he looked like a truly elegant and otherworldly immortal, inspiring awe.
Xuan Lingzi looked carefully at his disciple on the platform, while Luo Jianqing kept his head down and remained silent.
After a moment, Xuan Lingzi's eyes narrowed and he suddenly moved to the platform.
His appearance startled Xie Zizhuo, who was standing beside Luo Jianqing. He quickly called out "Uncle Master Xuan Lingzi" a few times. Xuan Lingzi nodded slightly at him, and Xie Zizhuo quickly walked down the platform, not daring to stand next to his genius uncle.
"Why don't you look up?" Xuan Lingzi asked indifferently.
Luo Jianqing still maintained the prostration posture and did not answer.
Xuan Lingzi's handsome eyebrows knitted together as he lowered his eyes to look at his stubborn disciple. He whispered, "I just came out of seclusion and heard that you are planning a competition for the new disciples. Your flying sword has been refined and formed. Wouldn't you like to see it?"
Luo Jianqing still lowered his head without any reaction.
Xuan Lingzi frowned at this situation, seemingly puzzled as to what had gone wrong with his usually considerate disciple. He pursed his lips and was about to ask again when he heard a delighted shout from the audience: "Your Excellency! I am Li Xiuchen. I have admired you for many years and wish to become your disciple."
Xuan Lingzi seemed not to have heard it. He put one hand behind his back and continued to look down at his disciple.
After a moment, the powerful, fierce pressure dissipated like the depths of the ocean. All the disciples near the platform paled with fear. Even Li Xiuchen, who was still shouting, was sweating profusely with fear. The senior brother in white, who was at the center of the pressure, was so oppressed that he could barely stand up straight, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Xuan Lingzi sighed heavily and retracted his pressure: "Return to Yuxiao Peak."
Luo Jianqing suddenly raised his head in surprise, looked at the other party, and asked in astonishment: "Master?"
Only then did Xuan Lingzi realize that his disciple, who had always strictly observed the rules of etiquette, had already turned red-eyed. Her elegant and beautiful face was covered in dense beads of sweat, and her hair, wet from the sweat, stained her face, making it lose some of its ethereal aura and instead acquire a breathtaking beauty.
There was no reaction to this. Xuan Lingzi nodded indifferently and said, "Go back and show you your new flying sword."
Luo Jianqing was overjoyed and immediately responded, "Yes!"
With that, Luo Jianqing handed over the follow-up matters of the peak competition to the disciple next to him and prepared to return with his master. Unexpectedly, at that moment, Li Xiuchen ran to the edge of the platform, raised his head and shouted, "Venerable Xuan Lingzi, I wish to join Yuxiao Peak and become your disciple!"
As soon as these words fell, the whole place fell into an eerie silence again.
The smile on Luo Jianqing's face vanished instantly. He clenched his fingers, digging his nails into the bloody marks again. The bloody marks had already scabbed over, but the pain of the piercing flesh caused Luo Jianqing to squint his eyes as he looked at Li Xiuchen in the audience.
Li Xiuchen appeared sincere and serious on the surface, but he was already very excited in his heart.
After becoming Xuan Lingzi's disciple and entering Yuxiao Peak, he would receive the meticulous guidance of this foremost master in the world of cultivation. He would establish his foundation at twenty and achieve elixir formation at forty. He might not be as accomplished as Xuan Lingzi in these areas, but he had accumulated a lot of experience and was ready to make a breakthrough! Congenital deficiencies were fine; he had a golden finger. Finding a good master was the first step, and only then could he go further and further!
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