"Indeed, you are a disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect!"
Qin Wudao stepped forward and said.
Xiao Qi patted Qin Wudao’s shoulder, speaking with an air of maturity, "Listen carefully, from now on, I am your senior sister, and you are my little brother. I’ll have your back!"
"Can you really have my back?"
Qin Wudao looked Xiao Qi up and down, asking with a wide grin.
"Of course..."
Xiao Qi patted her chest, hearing the meaning behind Qin Wudao’s words. Her cheeks reddened, and she glared at Qin Wudao, "Scoundrel!"
With those words.
She transformed into a streak of light and hurried away.
"How did I behave like a scoundrel?"
Qin Wudao was left standing there, full of confusion.
I didn’t do anything, did I?
"This guy, his mind is filled with mischievous thoughts!"
On a distant mountain top, Xiao Qi sat on a rock, thinking about her conversation with Qin Wudao. Unconsciously, her thoughts began to stray.
Really, really stray.
"Ah!"
In the hidden void.
The Sect Master of Azure Cloud Sect watched Xiao Qi, sighed, and turned away.
When he reappeared, he was at the Ancestral Shrine, which was quite empty, with only a statue and an ancient text shrouded in Dao rhymes standing there.
The statue depicted a middle-aged man, with a tall frame dressed in a white robe, and a faint, unobtrusive smile hung on his face.
Like a gentle breeze blowing in.
Bringing comfort.
The most striking feature was his eyes, extremely bright, more dazzling than countless stars.
He was a sage!
He was also a strong man!
Yet he often claimed he was just a scholar!
That day, the Azure Cloud Sect Master stood before the statue, his expression constantly changing, as if countless emotions were intertwined within his heart, impossible to cut, impossible to untangle.
The next day.
Early in the morning.
When the first rays of sunlight fell, Qin Wudao opened his eyes, ending a night of cultivation.
He looked around.
The empty training field already had over ten thousand people.
"Congratulations to all of you, officially becoming outer sect disciples of Azure Cloud Sect. Next, we will conduct the willpower test!"
At this time, a white-haired elder flew into the sky above the training field and said with a smile, "The so-called willpower test is to assess how long you can endure under the pressure of a strong individual. Persist for a quarter of an hour, and you can become an inner sect disciple!"
A quarter of an hour.
The group of prodigies breathed a sigh of relief.
Many of them came from high-level ancient forces in the cosmos and had experienced the pressure of Three Knowledge Realm experts. To them, this challenge seemed very simple.
"Senior, who will conduct the test?"
One bold prodigy asked.
"I will do it myself!"
The white-haired elder said, "My surname is Hu, you may call me Elder Hu, and my cultivation level is just a tad higher than yours, currently at the initial stage of the Causality Realm!"
Everyone’s eyes widened.
Causality Realm!
That already stands at the pinnacle of the endless cosmos!
That’s called just a bit higher?
It’s a billion bits higher!
"No more talking, let’s begin now!"
As Elder Hu spoke.
A terrifying aura spread from within him, like divine might, like an infernal prison, dispersing the clouds above and purifying the clear skies, enveloping everyone present.
Instantly.
Thousands of people were crushed to the ground by this pressure, unable to move.
Everyone’s face changed dramatically, hurriedly calming their breath, fully operating their energy to resist the pressure descending from the firmament.
Those who fell to the ground struggled to rise but not a single one succeeded.
Among the remaining individuals, many bodies began to shake, barely holding out for a dozen breaths before their bodies started falling to the ground.
On the training field, Qin Wudao felt the pressure of Elder Hu but his expression was as calm as still water.
He felt nothing.
Because Elder Hu’s pressure mostly derived from rules, with only a small part coming from his genuine strength. Since Qin Wudao possessed the Divine Rule, he was invincible.
No matter how strong the martial artist was, as long as they used rule power, he could ignore it.
Besides him, everyone else was drenched in sweat, struggling to hold on.
Two minutes later.
The prodigies still standing only numbered over three thousand.
These individuals had high cultivation, mostly in the Creation Realm, with a few Molding Dao Realm martial artists, so facing Elder Hu’s pressure made them slightly strained.
But just then, something occurred that filled everyone with despair.
Elder Hu’s pressure was gradually strengthening.
Realizing this scene, many immediately gave up, collapsing on the ground, gasping heavily.
By the time ten minutes were over, only three hundred prodigies remained standing.
Moreover, people continued to fall one after another.
After much suffering among the many prodigies, a quarter of an hour finally passed.
Currently.
Those still standing on the training field were only ninety-three.
When the pressure dissipated, those prodigies standing exhaled in relief, their faces showing excitement.
They passed!
From now on, they were inner sect disciples of Azure Cloud Sect!
However, the prodigies collapsed on the ground were filled with disappointment, as the treatment between outer and inner sect disciples was like heaven and earth.
One step behind!
Every step behind!
It would be difficult for them to catch up with those joining the inner sect!
"Next, the Dao-edge Checkpoint!"
Elder Hu’s voice rose again, "Soon you will enter a secret realm. Within it, lies the most precious cultivation technique of the Azure Cloud Sect. Successfully comprehending it will make you a Core Disciple!"
Once he finished speaking.
Everyone felt a sudden dizziness.
When they opened their eyes again.
They were inside a spacious hall, and before them floated a text, densely packed, totaling over a hundred thousand words, shining with golden light.
These texts were extremely awkward to read.
Hard to comprehend.
Many prodigies read it once, became dazed, and couldn’t help but ask the three soul-searching questions.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
After a while, they remembered their goal was to comprehend the cultivation technique, so they calmed their minds and read it again.
But the result was the same as before.
The eyes saw.
The mind forgot.
No matter what method was used, they couldn’t remember a thing.
In the crowd, Qin Wudao looked at the text, with a look of astonishment.
Isn’t this the Dao Manuscript?
Indeed.
This was only the Dao Manuscript of the Three Knowledge Realm, and a fragmented version at that.
Qin Wudao calmed his mind and began to comprehend the text. With the foundation of the previous volumes of Dao Manuscript, he quickly found a wonderful feeling as soon as he entered meditation.
His thoughts became clear!
He neared the Dao!
His entire body relaxed!
The next moment, an indescribable profound aura emanated from Qin Wudao’s body, filling the entire hall and resonating with the text before him.
The text shone brightly!
A terrifying aura spread from the hall, enveloping the entire Azure Cloud Sect, scattering countless Dao rhymes.
Numerous disciples of Azure Cloud Sect looked up, sensing an extraordinary Dao rhyme, their faces filled with ecstasy, regardless of where they were or what they were doing, all sat cross-legged.
Within the Dao rhyme, many disciples made breakthroughs on the spot.
Even the elders in the Three Knowledge Realm gained some insight.
In the main peak.
Several elders who had been in seclusion for years in the Causality Realm simultaneously opened their eyes, gazing through time and space at Qin Wudao, nodding in satisfaction.
Azure Cloud Sect had found its successor!
"Who exactly is he?"
Outside the Heritage Hall, Elder Hu watched Qin Wudao, filled with curiosity.
A thousand-year-old Molding Dao Realm martial artist!
Causing the cultivation technique to resonate!
Such an occurrence had never been seen in the history of Azure Cloud Sect.
Even those few monstrous emperors of the Emperor Blood Clan couldn’t compare.
"Dao Manuscript!"
"Ah!"
Within the Ancestral Shrine, the Azure Cloud Sect Master sensed the commotion outside, slowly turned around, and vanished into thin air.
No one could understand just how complex his emotions were.
After he left.
The Dao Manuscript placed beside the statue began to turn its pages automatically...

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