Chapter Nine, The Novices

Although Xu Huang's image of a sword immortal differs somewhat from that of Wang Meng, Xu Huang, flying on his sword, still exudes the unique elegance characteristic of sword cultivators

After flying for about ten minutes, a magnificent fairy mountain suddenly appeared before everyone. Amidst the hazy clouds and mist, there were halls radiating with white light. Here, one could find the most exceptional cultivation methods and the strongest techniques in the entire Small Thousand World

The expressions of the crowd varied greatly, clearly indicating that the talismans were not the same, and the tasks were also different

At this moment, a young man suddenly appeared in mid-air, standing on a floating red dharma wheel. His expression was haughty, and he did not greet Xu Huang upon seeing him. He also bore the insignia of four golden swords on his person.

This is the miracle of the Little Thousand World

The flying vessel let out a whoosh as it emitted a white light, diving towards the northern part of the sacred mountain. Four elders stood proudly at the bow, facing the wind, while the novices behind them were thrown into disarray, exclaiming in surprise.

Sister Zhao, this fellow is not a good person; you should be cautious. Xu Huang returned to his position with his sword and reminded her that the so-called rejuvenating herb was clearly not the main intention behind his words.

Wan Jing coldly scanned the crowd, "Last year, we recruited fifty people, but only twenty remained. The year before last, we recruited sixty people, yet only eighteen stayed. Although the number of recruits this year is large, how many will actually remain?"

Zhao Guang, your senior brother, is available for consultation if you encounter any issues, or you may seek guidance from other senior brothers of the *Tu* Book. The talismans are now being distributed, and your residence assignments are included within them

Brother Zhao, I have a question. Are we all practicing on our own this month?

The flying vessel soared at high speed, slowing down as it approached the cathedral. In the hands of the bearded Xu Huang was an additional dark golden longsword, adorned with dragon patterns, which he hurled forth.

The blood of the young people begins to boil, this is the Sanctuary, the foremost sect of the cultivation world, the Sanctuary of the Holy Cultivation!

Although practitioners can prolong their lives, time is an unforgiving force that inevitably takes away one's beauty. For female practitioners, there are various methods to maintain their allure, and the Rejuvenation Herb is one such celestial herb, serving as an essential ingredient in the concoction of the Rejuvenation Elixir

This undoubtedly startled the new disciples, who had initially thought they could smoothly embark on their path of cultivation, only to find that there were still trials ahead

After speaking, he ignored everyone and left amidst a throng of third-generation disciples

As she spoke, Zhao Ya's left hand was adorned with a stack of talismans, while her right hand opened the orchid seal, causing the talismans to fly out in shimmering waves.

Wang Meng clenched his fist and inched forward step by step. Xu Huang furrowed his brow and suddenly caught sight of the beads of sweat on Wang Meng's forehead. He paused for a moment and couldn't help but shake his head

Flying with a sword!

Some of the third-generation disciples behind Zhao Guang could not help but laugh heartily, while Zhao Guang merely smiled slightly, saying, "Are you asking me to complete the task for you? Disperse now."

As soon as the words were spoken, the four elders vanished, and the other disciples relaxed, dispersing in their own directions

Dozens of disciples are already standing in the square at the entrance, shouting in unison, "Welcome back, Elder!"

Xu Huang, back on the flying boat, glanced at Wang Meng, who was staring intently at the Sacred Mountain, and said, "Kid, move in a bit. The flying boat will accelerate soon, and if you get thrown out, you will truly return to the Sacred Hall."

By the time everyone reacted, the flying vessel had already landed on a small hill not far from the Sacred Mountain, where the cliff was engraved with four large characters glowing with golden light: "Thunder Light Division"

"A group of blind fools," laughed three generations of disciples, observing everyone as if they were looking at animals

Indeed, I only have the Peiyuan Gong here, but what use is it?

Zhao Yawei smiled gently and said

Of course, this is also their home, and they must fight for it

As soon as Wang Meng took hold, a stream of information flooded into his mind

Master Ma, these new disciples are visiting the Holy Hall for the first time. Please make it convenient for them by simply opening the mist, allowing them to have a look.

Wang Meng, courtesy name Bingshe, 56 years old, a sword cultivator, and a third-generation disciple of the Thunder Light Hall

With a flourish of both hands, a talisman was revealed, and the mist enveloping the sacred mountain gradually dissipated, revealing a magnificent and awe-inspiring sanctuary that could be deemed a miracle

The sacred mountain where the Sanctuary is located is one of the renowned mountains in the Lesser Thousand Worlds, rich in vitality, greatly benefiting practitioners. Of course, without the strength of the Sanctuary, ordinary forces would truly be unable to possess it. Although it has undergone many battles, the foundation of the Sanctuary has never wavered. For thousands of years, the continuous efforts of generations of Sanctuary disciples have established the current inviolable majesty of the Sanctuary

Xu Huang, the mountain protection formation is just ahead; this is as far as you need to go. The handsome yet somewhat enchanting talisman practitioner had no intention of showing Xu Huang any courtesy

He is the treasured nephew of Master Ma, spoiled and indulged; why should everyone stoop to his level

Xu Huang furrowed his brows slightly and said, "Ma Wanliang, the new disciple Guanshan, this is a required path. What do you mean by blocking the way here"

Zhao Guang stepped forward in front of the crowd, "I am Zhao Guang, a third-generation disciple of the Thunder Light sect, and also the future senior brother of the testers. For this month, you are to act according to the contents of the talismans and strictly adhere to the regulations of the Thunder Light Hall. Anyone who violates these rules will face severe punishment"

He has naturally encountered such situations before; acrophobia is a condition that occurs in a very small number of practitioners. However, for a sword cultivator, this is undoubtedly fatal, and it is possible that he might make a mistake in a moment of impulse

As Wang Bo scanned the crowd, a thunderous voice resounded, "From today onwards, you will begin your training in the Thunderlight Hall, but only those who pass the entrance examination will be qualified to become disciples of the Sacred Hall"

In an instant, everyone's desire to vomit was frightened away; if they were eliminated, wouldn't that be utterly humiliating? All dreams and hopes would come to an abrupt end

Ma Wanli stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the flying boat. When he saw Zhao Ya, there was a hint of desire in his eyes. As his gaze passed over Hu Jing, who stood behind Zhao Ya, he revealed a trace of surprise, not expecting to find such stunning individuals among this group.

The title of the Sword Cultivator as the foremost practitioner is not merely a boast

The flying vessel turned away from the Sacred Mountain and flew downward. Only then did the people on the vessel realize that they were not yet qualified to enter the Sacred Hall

The following outlines the requirements for cultivating spiritual fields. There are no tuition fees for the sanctuary, but as disciples, one must strive to serve in exchange for the skills imparted by the master. Given their abilities, they can only engage in such menial tasks, yet it is unexpected that even becoming a laborer requires assessment.

In terms of cultivation, his talismans only include the Peiyuan Technique and a nighttime walking illumination spell. This means that for the remaining month, he will still be practicing the Peiyuan Technique

A group of novice practitioners was completely taken aback, as this was entirely different from what they had imagined, and those familiar with each other gathered together

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ya could not help but nod slightly, while Ma Wanliang smiled and disappeared into the mist

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Ma Wanliang's generosity is quite limited, and soon the sanctuary is once again shrouded in mist. "Sister Zhao, when you return to the sanctuary, please remember to inform me. I have obtained a century-old rejuvenation herb and have some questions regarding alchemy that I would like to consult you about."

Master, where is Chaos Dragon Mountain? How do I complete my task...

The four elders looked at a group of new disciples who were dizzy and disoriented, most of whom felt nauseous from the recent rapid flight, and those few who could stand were also pale.

Ma Wanliang's attitude towards Zhao Ya was completely different, "When Senior Sister Zhao speaks, I will naturally comply"

Following are the rules of the Sanctuary, which all disciples must adhere to: respect teachers and value the way, as practitioners, they may engage in sparring, but must not harm the lives of fellow disciples, among other stipulations

Wang Meng gritted his teeth and adjusted his center of gravity; this acceleration felt like a soul-shattering impact to him

Xu Huang, you have wandered around and seen everything you needed to see. These novices are not yet qualified to enter the mountains. Today, I am guarding the mountain. If you are dissatisfied, you may go and speak to my master. Do not linger here with your complaints

Zhao Ya appeared quite composed, "Alright, all disciples gather in the center, I am going to accelerate. Our destination is the Holy Hall of Thunderlight, which will also be the place for your future cultivation."

Wang Meng stared intently at the lofty cathedral; just by looking at it, a surge of courage and impulse welled up within him. One day, he would make everyone there aware of his existence