Qin Luo was handsome and refined, while Feng Qianye was vigorous despite his age. They walked side by side, chatting about their insights on cultivation. They laughed and talked all the way, like close friends despite their age difference. This attracted the attention of the Lingjian Sect disciples, who watched from a distance, not daring to approach.
On his way down the mountain, Qin Luo encountered the handyman disciple who had been sweeping outside the mountain gate earlier; he was now cleaning the steps.
The thin, menial disciple trembled with excitement upon seeing Feng Qianye. It was the first time he had seen the sect leader at such close range, and he knelt down and kowtowed, "Disciple Zhang Fan greets the sect leader."
Feng Qianye reached out to help Zhang Fan up, and said solemnly, "You don't need to perform such a grand ceremony when you see me in the future. As long as you work hard, you will have the opportunity to become an outer disciple."
"Disciple understands."
Zhang Fan nodded emphatically.
After leaving the Spirit Sword Sect, they walked through the quiet mountain forest. The trees around them were lush and green. Feng Qianye couldn't help but sigh, "The great master who ascended to immortality through the tribulation at the Sendai was once a menial disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect. Because of his poor aptitude, his cultivation had not improved for many years, and he was expelled from the Spirit Sword Sect. However, he did not give up. He ventured into dangerous places, experienced countless life-and-death battles, seized many opportunities, and finally defied fate. He left his legend in Zhongzhou. His story inspires many mediocre juniors who want to stand out and have their names remembered for eternity. They have no choice but to strive."
"That makes sense."
Qin Luo did not refute.
Feng Qianye followed beside Qin Luo, feeling a tranquility he had never experienced before. "Young friend, why are you cultivating?"
Qin Luo smiled and replied, "I want to live a good life."
"Don't you have any other aspirations?"
"Yes, but the most important thing is to stay alive."
Feng Qianye laughed heartily, "I've heard many grand pronouncements, but your answer is the most interesting."
What are you pursuing, senior?
"Ascend the Sendai and prove your sword immortality!"
Feng Qianye gazed at the distant mountain with unwavering eyes, and Qin Luo could sense a powerful sword intent emanating from him.
Qin Luo looked at the high mountain not far away. His eyes gleamed with golden light. He could see the mountain peak shrouded in a sea of clouds. On the mountain peak stood a fallen ancient tree with a black trunk, but a new green branch was growing upwards, full of vitality.
"Are those disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect on the mountain?"
"Most of the time, yes. This is the place for tribulation, and a lot of celestial matter has fallen here. That senior also left his insights on swordsmanship here, which is very suitable for juniors to hone their skills. I owe my achievements today to Sendai. When I was young, I picked a golden herb on the mountain."
"That senior probably doesn't hate the Spirit Sword Sect."
"Although the Spirit Sword Sect expelled that senior from the sect, he did not hold a grudge against us. He even helped the younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect when they were in danger. Later, when he was preparing to undergo tribulation, the old sect master invited him to undergo tribulation near the Spirit Sword Sect. On that day, all the powerful figures of the Spirit Sword Sect protected him and watched him bathe in the tribulation light, split the sky with a sword, and become a sword immortal."
"I see."
Qin Luo found it strange when the old man at the tea stall told him about it, but Feng Qianye's explanation made more sense.
"That senior gifted the Immortal Platform to the Spirit Sword Sect. The former sect leader of the Spirit Sword Sect did not take the Immortal Platform for himself for many reasons. The main reason was that he wanted to remind the younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect that as long as one is a cultivator, one can ascend the Immortal Platform to seek one's destiny."
"Excellent."
Qin Luo nodded with a smile.
They were followed by disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect.
Qin Luo arrived near Sendai. The surrounding scenery was beautiful, and there was also a corridor built by the Lingjian Sect.
An elder of the Spirit Sword Sect was stationed in the pavilion. Upon seeing Feng Qianye arrive, he immediately approached, bowed, and said, "Sect Master, what brings you here?"
"I'll accompany my young friend to take a look."
Upon seeing Qin Luo's smiling face, the middle-aged elder knew that someone who could be accompanied by the sect leader must be a prodigy. He clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "Xue Jingyuan of the Spirit Sword Sect greets fellow Daoist."
Qin Luo, refined and easygoing, returned the greeting with a cupped hand, "Senior, you are too kind. I am Qin Luo from Longhu Temple."
Xue Jingyuan had never heard of Longhu Temple, but for the sect leader to treat him with such courtesy, it must be extraordinary.
Feng Qianye looked at the platform and said, "The stronger you are, the stronger the restrictions you will have to endure. Young friend, please remember to act according to your ability. If you force yourself to ascend the platform, you may suffer a backlash."
"I understand."
Qin Luo walked towards the Sendai.
The cultivators around him watched his retreating figure.
Qin Luo noticed the smooth steps beneath his feet. "These steps were carved out with a sword."
There were still traces of sword intent on the steps.
Feng Qianye looked at Qin Luo, wondering if he could reach the top of the Immortal Platform. There had been geniuses from the Immortal Realm who had seen the stone tablet at the top of the mountain, but had not been able to stand on the Immortal Platform.
Qin Luo climbed the steps, and the sword intent grew stronger the higher he went, but it had no effect on him. Soon he encountered cultivators sitting cross-legged on the steps; they were all very young.
The younger generation of the Spirit Sword Sect wear the same clothes. Generally, rogue cultivators are at the bottom. The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect are mainly concentrated on the mountainside. The mountainside is a natural barrier. Those who can cross it are the best among their peers and have unlimited potential.
Qin Luo's steps were very steady, and the cultivators at the foot of the mountain all showed surprised expressions. Those cultivators who were sitting cross-legged on the steps were even more surprised, as they had difficulty even standing up.
Within the Spirit Sword Sect, upon hearing that a prodigy was ascending to the Ascension Platform, many juniors rushed to the platform to watch the spectacle.
Qin Luo quickly appeared halfway up the mountain. He didn't stop for a moment and walked up slowly. Some of the younger ones had low cultivation levels, but they were able to appear in front. "The restrictions on the Sendai are actually the same for everyone. It's not that the restrictions are weaker because of the lower cultivation level. There must be other reasons why they can appear in front."
The cultivators halfway up the mountain watched Qin Luo pass by. They looked up at his back and felt that he was very tall and close at hand, yet he seemed very far away.
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