Chapter 9: Cultivation is the cultivation of the heart

Such people are unworthy of companionship

He silently vowed

Otherwise, how could he, at such a young age and without the aid of medicine, endure the pain that felt like thousands of ants gnawing at his body for over a decade? What sustained him was the resilience ingrained in his bones, and what he relied on was his unwavering character.

Where to go

Do not be deceived by their arrogance and tyranny; in reality, they are nothing but a group of cowards

Let's go

Despite his astonishment, Qin Yan did not lose his composure. He stood up and bowed respectfully, saying: "Master Tang Xian."

Brother Qi, your words are quite right. Although we cannot cultivate immortality, upon returning home, we are never short of power and glory, enjoying wealth and nobility for a lifetime. And what does that young man have? He is servile and lowly, probably not even comparable to the young servant who leads my horse and tends to the cattle. Haha, every time I think of this, I feel immensely happy

It is only fitting that a child born into a poor family should aspire to transform like a carp into a dragon and soar to great heights, yet lacks self-awareness. This is what is meant by "evil people will meet their match." I suggest you return home and tend to the cattle instead

A flicker of anger flashed in Qin Yan's eyes as he tightly clenched his fists, but soon after, he relaxed his fingers, revealing a hint of indifference at the corners of his mouth. Despite their fierce shouting, they were merely a group of pitiful creatures lacking courage, or perhaps cowardly mad dogs. Such beings were hardly worth his concern.

It is important to note that although the two individuals can be considered to have met once, during the journey to the Immortal Gate, the other party had hardly exchanged a few words with oneself. Now, suddenly arriving here, it naturally appears extremely strange.

The verdant mountains stretch endlessly, shrouded in mist and clouds. From a high vantage point, the palatial buildings are scattered like stars, while pavilions and towers are nestled among the lush greenery, enhancing the unparalleled beauty of the scene. This is nothing short of a paradise on earth

A glimmer of pity flashed in the other person's eyes, along with a hint of discontent, and they sighed: "Come with me."

At this thought, Qin Yan's state of mind became clear and serene. Although the future remained uncertain, he no longer felt dejected, dismissing the mockery of others as inconsequential, and followed the white-clad celestial envoy onward.

Subsequently, the other party clasped their hands together, and a spell was cast from their fingertips. The originally several feet long sword light then extended from beneath their feet, transforming into a small magical vessel, which then soared into the air.

These cowardly individuals lack the courage to resent the immortal sects, nor do they dare to seek out those from the cultivation families to voice their grievances; instead, they direct all their pent-up resentment towards themselves

Qin Yan's heart was in turmoil, and at that moment, a mocking voice reached his ears

You ... ...

"He deserves it; he is merely a poor child from a humble background. What right does he have to rise above us? The actions of the celestial sect are truly gratifying to the heart."

In an instant, Qin Yan's mind was filled with a whirlwind of thoughts, unable to comprehend why the other party would come here to see this unfortunate person.

The other party unleashed a beam of sword light, and Qin Yan did not inquire further, stepping forward.

Qin Yan was completely intoxicated, his mind in a daze, captivated by such beauty. How could an ordinary person have the chance to witness this? In this lifetime, I must become an immortal cultivator

This heavy blow did not lead him to despair; on the contrary, it ignited the fighting spirit within him. He has always had this kind of character, one that refuses to yield.

Qin Yan felt lost in his heart, yet he did not hesitate. In the sacred grounds of the Immortal Sect, he was merely a disqualified ant, while the other party was a dignified Immortal Envoy, who had no need to scheme against him.

However, there is a considerable flat area at the top of the mountain, where a solitary tower stands. Although it is only three stories high, it is constructed with grandeur.

Thus, following the other party, they walked out of the door

Look, it has come out

Qin Yan clenched his fist tightly, his nails piercing through his palm, blood flowing freely; however, he remained completely unaware. Compared to the anguish in his heart, this minor flesh wound was truly insignificant

What he did not expect was that the darkness of human nature could reach such depths; those who spoke coldly from the outside were none other than the ordinary disciples who had experienced the same plight and suffered unfair treatment from their sects.

In an instant, the sounds of laughter and mockery filled the air, with cold sarcasm and scorn; those mortal offspring spared no effort in their biting remarks, as if only in this way could they alleviate the pain of their disqualification

People often say that steel is easy to bend, yet he is one who, the harder he is pressed, the more stubborn he becomes. Once he sets his sights on a goal, he will never regret it, even if he ends up battered and bruised; he will not waver from his original intention

The entire exterior of the loft is enveloped in a semi-circular light curtain, wrapping the entire building. Clearly, this is the legendary restriction of the immortal family.

Unyielding and resolute, one must embark on the path of cultivation. However, the qualification for spiritual awakening has now been revoked. What should one do next

... ...

Although Qin Yan possesses a tenacious character, he currently feels lost. He is not afraid of difficulties and is willing to endure hardships, yet at this moment, he lacks even a single direction in which to strive.

Without uttering a word, the white-clad celestial envoy raised a hand, and before one could realize it, a command talisman had already appeared in the palm of their hand. A flash of red light surged forth, flying ahead, and then the protective barrier opened, revealing a passageway wide enough for two to pass through.

... ...

However, the Immortal Gate has deprived me of the qualification to open my spiritual awareness. What should I do next

Qin Yan vowed in his heart

The sun blazed brightly outside, it was already noon, yet a crowd had gathered around the small stone house to watch the commotion

This mountain is exceedingly steep, resembling a sharp sword piercing the sky. There is no path to ascend, and apart from those immortal cultivators who can ride the clouds, it is futile for mortals to attempt the climb.

Cultivation is the refinement of the heart. Over the past ten years, I have endured hardships to reach this point. The road ahead is fraught with difficulties, yet it may not compare to the pain of being devoured by a thousand ants. What do the cold mockery and ridicule of others amount to?

Come up!

The road ahead is long and winding, with no hope in sight, yet I will forge a future with my flesh and blood.

"Senior Brother Qin, how does it feel to be abandoned by the Immortal Sect?"

In a flash, within just a quarter of an hour, the two individuals descended upon a towering peak that reached a height of one thousand zhang.

The road ahead was long and arduous, and Qin Yan felt a deep sorrow in his heart. At that moment, a creaking sound reached his ears, as the door of the stone house was pushed open by someone.

Seeing themselves disqualified, they not only failed to empathize but instead celebrated their own good fortune. In their eyes, even though we are all mere mortals, I, as a child of a poor family, should not receive better treatment than they do. These individuals are narrow-minded and shortsighted, and my efforts have long been selectively ignored by them.

Have you heard? That kid with the surname Qin has also been disqualified

Qin Yan looked up, only to be taken aback. Before him stood a young man in his twenties, dressed in white, with an air of aloofness. He was none other than the white-clad messenger who had piloted the magical vessel to bring him to the Immortal Gate.

The white-clad celestial envoy stepped forward, and within Qin Yan's heart, countless doubts naturally arose. However, he still restrained himself from asking anything and silently followed the other person inside