Supreme Fantasy: I, the Sage, was pulled into the chat group.
3 : Fortune is at the top, and the future is limitless

Si Wuya

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"The time has come. The disciple recruitment ceremony will begin immediately!”

Sect Master Ming Yang walked out with a group of elders.

On the square.

The disciples had solemn expressions as they lined up neatly.

The leader was Sect Master Ming Yang.

Before the disciple recruitment ceremony began, they needed to burn incense to worship the ancestors.

The founder of the Bright Moon Pavilion had ascended countless years ago.

Therefore, only one memorial tablet could be set up to carry the incense.

After the ancestral worship was completed, there was a series of complicated etiquette procedures.

Finally, Sect Master Ming Yang gave a speech.

The content of the speech was dull and boring. It was nothing more than bringing the Bright Moon Pavilion back to the Holy Land.

Not bad.

The Bright Moon Pavilion used to be a powerful holy land. It was just that it declined later and became a first-rate force today.

After the speech, the recruitment test officially began.

As the disciple recruitment ceremony began.

The assessment officially began.

The cultivators who had been bitterly waiting in front of the mountain gate began to climb the mountain.

From the mountain gate to the square, there were a total of ten thousand steps, known as the Stairway to Heaven.

As soon as they stepped onto the steps, a force of gravity hit them.

The first round of the assessment began.

Only those who could withstand the gravity and ascend to the square could be considered qualified.

As the disciple recruitment ceremony began, the disciples gathered in the square returned to their respective cave abodes to cultivate.

Only the elders of the nine peaks remained.

Bai Ruowei didn't want to accept a disciple because ordinary people couldn't enter her eyes.

As an Imperial Immortal in the Immortal World, even though there were some good seedlings in the lower realm, they were not of the same level in her eyes.

Of course.

Qin Ming was an exception.

Because even she couldn't see through Qin Ming's nature.

The reason why she didn't leave was to let Qin Ming broaden his horizons.

The Sect Master and several Elders saw Bai Ruowei stay and frowned.

Everyone looked at each other and thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Bai Ruowei wanted to snatch disciples from them again?

Sect Master Ming Yang was speechless. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't beat Bai Ruowei, Qin Ming would have been his personal disciple!

Thinking of this, he felt aggrieved.

Bai Ruowei seemed to have noticed something and looked at Ming Yang with a faint smile.

Ming Yang quickly retracted his gaze and chatted happily with the elders beside him.

Bai Ruowei curled her lips, her phoenix eyes sweeping towards the mountain gate.

That was because…

The first person to step onto the Stairway to Heaven was actually a woman.

The young girl was holding her knees, sweating profusely and panting heavily.

Seeing this.

Bai Ruowei was a little interested.

Because she could tell that the girl was faking it. She actually still had strength left.

He had the strength to spare, but he pretended to be weak. What was he trying to hide?

"Interesting. This woman's luck is top-notch. Her future is limitless!”

Qin Ming stared at the girl with a burning gaze.

Because the cultivation technique he cultivated was too heaven-defying, he could clearly see through the essence of the world.

Therefore, he had no choice.

The strength of a living being's luck could be easily seen through.

The luck on the girl's head had already turned into a dragon and was circling above her head.

Such a person with great luck must be the protagonist of the world.

"Who is spying on me?"

Ye Qingyu looked around and subconsciously looked at the front of the hall.

In an instant.

Her gaze locked onto one person.

The man was dressed in white, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had a smile on his lips, like an immortal who had walked out of a painting.

He stood there quietly, and the entire world seemed to lose its color.

"Could it be that he's the First Disciple Brother of the Bright Moon Pavilion, Qin Ming?”

"If we can befriend such a person, he might be a powerful chess piece in the future.”

Ye Qingyu retracted her gaze.

When they were at the foot of the mountain, the person that the group of cultivators talked about the most was the First Disciple Brother of the Bright Moon Pavilion, Qin Ming.

Legend had it that Qin Ming was born with the Great Dao phenomenon and was a natural born supreme being.

Even so, she did not take him seriously.

Of course.

If Qin Ming heard her thoughts, he would definitely laugh his head off.

A chess piece?

Sister, you really dare to dream.

If it wasn't for his foundation and cultivation technique, he would have long proven his Dao and become an emperor.

The foundation was divided into Houtian and Xiantian, and Houtian foundation was further divided into nine grades.

Each grade represented a major realm.

He was currently at Houtian sixth grade, and his upper limit was the Saint realm.

If he wanted to break the shackles, he had to solve the root problem first.

This was more troublesome.

Any treasure that could improve one's foundation was a heaven-defying divine medicine.

Such a treasure was extremely rare even in the Holy Lands.

Cultivation techniques were equally troublesome.

This world attached great importance to inheritance, and the cultivation techniques of various sects would not be spread or leaked.

This was because every cultivator would leave a self-destructive method in their sea of consciousness before they cultivated.

If they were spied on by an external force, their techniques and divine arts would self-destruct.

Even the Great White Chamber of Commerce, which was spread all over the continent, rarely auctioned cultivation techniques and divine arts that exceeded the Saint Realm.

"Why is he still looking at me?"

"Could it be that my secret has been exposed?"

Ye Qingyu's eyes gradually turned cold.

Her secret was an Emperor Scripture.

She was currently cultivating that Emperor's Scripture.

Could it be because of the aura?

Ye Qingyu had already made up her mind to deliberately fail the next assessment.

Qin Ming was too dangerous!

They could not become chess pieces at all!

Originally, she wanted to get close to Qin Ming and make him fall under her skirt and become her chess piece.

However, from the looks of it, she was unable to control him.

At the same time, he felt that it was laughable.

He was trying to turn the other party into his chess piece. What right did he have?

Beauty?

With the other party's unfathomable strength, how could he fall for beauty?

Time passed slowly.

Out of the tens of thousands of cultivators who took part in the assessment, only half of them climbed the ladder, which was about five thousand people.

Next was the second trial.

Combat!

Draw lots to fight in the arena.

Real combat was undoubtedly the simplest and crudest assessment.

In a world where the strong ruled, the strong lived and the weak died!

The referee elder waved his hand, and 100 arenas appeared out of thin air.

As time passed, it was Ye Qingyu's turn to go on stage.

Her opponent was a burly man who was obviously a strength-type cultivator.

"It's actually a little girl. Is she looking down on me, Black Tornado?”

The burly man shouted.

Ye Qingyu frowned and her phoenix eyes were filled with killing intent.

In front of the hall.

Qin Ming shook his head. The little girl's killing intent was very heavy.

"Is everything ready?"

"The rules of the competition are as follows. If you fall to the ground or fall off the stage, you will be considered defeated.”

"During the competition, you can only use the weapons prepared on the stage. You can't use pills and talismans…"

The referee on the stage explained the rules one by one.

Hearing this.

The burly man chose a meteor hammer as his weapon.

The cultivators participating in the assessment were basically all at the Physical Body Realm. They could not use magic tools even if they were given them.

Ye Qingyu chose a fine iron sword.

Her eyes flickered as she planned to throw the match and not be selected.

Because the Bright Moon Pavilion was too terrifying.

"Begin!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, the two of them attacked at the same time.

However…

Ye Qingyu had just raised her hand when she saw the man opposite her fly into the air.

She was dumbfounded.

What just happened?

At the same time.

Qin Ming was also confused.

What was this?

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