Prologue, Celestial Being from Beyond the Heavens

Standardize the selection mechanism, strengthen process management, ensure the solid implementation of the promotion work, and achieve tangible results

The woman lamented deeply: "Alas, it is still because our Lingjian Sect is too impoverished. Consider me, the esteemed Fifth Elder, the second strongest in the sect, receiving a mere five hundred spirit stones as monthly offerings. At this rate, when will I ever be able to repay my debts? Why not let me take your place, Senior Brother, so that I can use the public funds to settle my debts..."

That is the legendary harbinger of the apocalypse, Halley's Comet. As the comet descends, the vitality of heaven and earth withers, heralding the arrival of the end times. The Spirit Sword Mountain, situated at the peak, trembles under the great formation that resists the fierce winds of the Nine Heavens, as if the heavens are about to collapse.

The crisis of the apocalypse has passed, and recalling the surging emotions that were about to erupt, the leader can only let out a long sigh. Beyond that, there is nothing but confusion.

The old man furrowed his brows, secretly thinking that it was an ominous sign

At the peak of Lingjian Mountain, the place closest to the starry sky, the brilliant stars shine exceptionally brightly. The celestial bodies in the sky rotate slowly yet steadfastly, each star trembling in a state of panic, akin to observing pollen particles in water under a finely detailed divine mirror. This is a phenomenon that has not been witnessed in the Jiuzhou continent for thousands of years.

In the midst of the quarrel, time slips away, and the last three cups of tea quietly pass by

Thus, the fifth junior sister could not even manage a yawn; with a cold snort, she turned and left

The old man ignored her and calculated with his fingers: "At least it has been over a hundred years. The next time will be set for twelve years later. By then, the changes in the world should become apparent. I do not wish for too much; if we can once again witness the prosperity of a century ago, the Lingjian Sect will have hope for revival"

What I mean to say is, if you wish to become the leader, you should first abstain from indulgences in wine, lust, wealth, and desires. Retreat and cultivate yourself for three to five years, and only after achieving the Yuan Ying stage should you discuss it further

At the peak of Lingjian Mountain, in a finely crafted bamboo chamber, an elderly man adorned with a sword-shaped hairpin gazes at the clear starry sky. In his hand, he holds a gleaming silver longsword, the blade reflecting the starlight, with intricate and elaborate patterns flowing like ripples in water, gradually ascending from the hilt, yet abruptly halting halfway.

In the next moment, the elder, whose cultivation at the Transformation Stage had instilled fear across a whole region, let out a terrified cry: "How can it be the Tea Sword!? Does this not mean there are only three to five cups of tea's worth of time left until the end of the Dharma?"

The fifth junior sister's expression changed, and she set aside the dispute over wine and color: "No way?! Is the Lingjian Sect going to be exterminated?!"

Oh, does the Great Divination Technique also make mistakes? But it's fine, so why do you seem so disappointed, Senior Brother?

Junior Sister, if you truly wish to become the sect leader, then...

The woman in white had bright, flowing eyes, in which the reflection of a golden elixir spun wildly. The bamboo sword, dragged carelessly by her, lazily slashed upward at an angle, yet it raised a curtain of light that seemed to lift the collapsing heavens.

Then will you give way to me? Senior brother, you truly are benevolent

The Starry Great Transformation Technique of the Lingjian Sect is one of the few methods of deduction in the realm of immortality, and my senior brother is undoubtedly a leader among them. However, the immortal sword that my senior brother just used for the deduction does not seem to be the Year Sword

The old man observing the stars was interrupted in his calculations, and had to pause to conclude his work, exhaling a breath of turbid air.

The leader sighed again: "What do you want from me?"

I am referring to my door, not your door

The senior brother of the sect said in a deep voice: "Lingjian Sect"

The woman immediately turned to her senior brother, the sect leader, for confirmation. His cultivation level was two realms higher than hers—although she was not afraid at all if it came to a real fight—he was more authoritative regarding the changes in the world.

The fifth junior sister widened her eyes: "Fresh, fresh produce conference?" As she spoke, saliva was already uncontrollably flowing.

Upon mentioning the revival of the sect, the smile on the fifth junior sister's face faded, and she let out a long yawn. The old man could only respond with a bitter smile.

"If I remember correctly, you still owe me 20,000 spirit stones that have not been repaid," the sect leader said, his gaze serious and earnest

The light of the sword was interrupted; this is a sign of demise. Master, are you attempting to predict your own fate? As the voice behind her sounded, a woman in a white robe and bare feet appeared behind the old star-gazer, holding a yellowish wine gourd in one hand and a green bamboo sword in the other, exuding an aura of smoke and alcohol.

Even if I die, I will never bring shame to the Spirit Sword Sect

However, it can be certain that the impact it brings is gradually permeating the entire continent of Jiuzhou

Junior Sister, there is something I have wanted to say for a hundred years but have never had the opportunity. Now that the end of the Dharma is near...

It seems that there is nothing wrong now

Cangxi Prefecture is characterized by its towering terrain and continuous mountain ranges; however, if someone were to inquire about the highest peak in this area, people would unanimously point to one location

I would rather not earn a monthly salary of 500 spirit stones and die! I would die with my eyes wide open!

Master, how many times have I told you to wear your glasses for your nearsightedness? You can't even tell the difference between years and tea, what is going on... Forget it, with just a few cups of tea we are about to enter the end of the Dharma age. Quickly pass the position to me, so I can die with dignity.

The leader is filled with confusion regarding this crisis that arrived suddenly and departed even more abruptly

"Fifth junior sister, remember to knock next time"

In the final moment, as the stars shift and the constellations change, the starlight bursts forth like flowers, illuminating the night sky as bright as day. A meteor, resembling a broom, streaks across the vast sky.

I knocked when I went out

... ... ''

The senior brother of the sect leader looked despondent: "At least it is not the end of the Dharma age"

Borrowing money

The senior brother of the sect leader was taken aback: "Isn't it the Year Sword?" He quickly lowered his head to take a closer look, and indeed, the hilt did not bear the character for 'Year', but rather ... ...

The prosperous era a century ago has been missed by us, and the golden generation is left with only our generation of ten individuals. This time, no matter what...

A towering mountain, resembling a sword, pierces through the clouds and stands majestically on the plateau. Within this mountain lies a sect known as the Lingjian Sect, which is one of the foremost prestigious sects in the realm of immortality, monopolizing the resources of an entire state. Consequently, this mountain is named Lingjian Mountain

As the aging yet magnetically resonant voice of the leader conveyed heartfelt words into the listener's ear, the starry sky trembled ever more violently

The senior brothers and sisters exchanged glances, each harboring the same astonishment in their hearts

It is nothing

... ... ''

The fifth junior sister, filled with uncertainty, wielded her bamboo sword, swaying it back and forth, sensing the fluctuations of the world's vital energy like a pair of probing tentacles

"... Who were you just reading fortunes for? You have the appearance of someone who is destined for a short life."

I think it is time to tell you my heartfelt words

The fifth junior sister was also stunned, the wine gourd fell to the ground with a thud, golden wine gushing out, yet she remained completely unconcerned

It is rare to escape the apocalypse, so why not celebrate by reducing debts instead of relying on illustrations

The woman in white immediately pretended that nothing had happened: "Senior brother, lend me some money."

Yet the heavens ultimately remain unchanged, as the meteor grazes past the vast expanse of the Nine Provinces, and after the stars shift, all things return to silence

Meanwhile, in an unknown corner of Cangxi Prefecture, beneath Lingjian Mountain, a baby was born into the world with a loud cry

The art of divination is not absolute, yet the foreboding of that doomsday was not incorrect. Just now, the continent of Jiuzhou truly brushed past the brink of annihilation.

The old man gazed up at the vast galaxy, sighed, and once again fiddled with the sword's starlight. After pondering for a long time, he said: "Those who survive great calamities are bound to receive future blessings. After this crisis, it is very likely that we will usher in a golden age for the cultivation world... By the way, when was the last time we held the Ascension Conference?"

The Starry Great Transformation Technique is indeed not a falsehood, as the era of decline has carelessly descended upon the Nine Provinces, preparing to mercilessly erase everything in the realm of cultivation.

In the final moments, the senior brother of the sect leader spoke in a deep voice, his expression marked by an unusual hue

Not just the Spirit Sword Sect, I fear that the light of this sword points to the entire cultivation world. Do you still remember the legendary End of the Dharma Era? Alas, this sword light has fractured from one-third of its length; it seems that the peaceful days of the cultivation world will last only three to five years. Could it be that we truly need to spend one hundred million spirit stones to sponsor the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance in repairing those five ancient divine ships?