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Chapter 15
🕑 Added 2025-03-22 08:37:37 +0000 UTCLuo Xian Sect
The Spiritual Root Testing Plaza
Thousands of new disciples had gathered, their faces filled with relief and disbelief.
To their astonishment, those they had believed dead during the trial had miraculously revived! Tears were shed, laughter echoed, and heartfelt conversations were exchanged.
The life-and-death ordeal had profoundly changed them, allowing them to grasp the true value of existence.
One had to admit—Luo Xian Sect’s methods were truly brilliant.
Not only had they given the newcomers a lesson in mortality, but they had also forged an unshakable bond among them.
And in a sect, unity was the real foundation of power.
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"Looking for something?" Wang Ze glanced at Li Jun, who was scanning the crowd with a serious expression.
"Nothing." Li Jun responded with a faint smile.
But in truth, he was searching for the one who had fought the demon. By all logic, he should have been the main hero of the trial.
After all, he had led the battle against the Forest Wolves, slain the Wolf King, and led the charge up Luo Xian Mountain—a contribution worthy of first merit.
But fate was unpredictable.
A demon had appeared, and someone had engaged it in combat.
It was thanks to that person that they had survived.
This meant that this mysterious figure was likely his strongest competitor for the sect’s recognition.
Li Jun knew that to rise to the top, he had to understand his rivals.
Know thy enemy, know thyself—only then can victory be assured.
One day… he would become Luo Xian Sect’s master.
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Meanwhile, in a quiet corner of the plaza…
Han Luo stood rigidly, maintaining a strict two-meter distance from everyone around him.
What to do? He had been targeted by the Demon Clan! From now on, he'd never be able to sleep soundly again.
Too reckless!
Way too reckless!
Far too reckless!
He never should have gotten involved with Chi Xiao.
Not only did he fail to win her favor, but he got glared at multiple times, bitten on the shoulder, and worst of all, caught the attention of a demon.
Han Luo sighed and pulled out a small notebook, jotting down this major mistake.
Lately… his errors were piling up.
But looking around the majestic sect, he felt… it was worth it.
The pristine mountains, the flowing spirit energy, the ancient halls of wisdom—Luo Xian Sect truly lived up to its name.
Ten years of preparation.
And now, he was finally here.
Han Luo gave himself a solid 100 points for making it this far.
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"Congratulations to all of you for passing the trial. From this moment on, you are disciples of Luo Xian Sect." Yun Yangzi’s voice resounded through the plaza.
"Now, you will undergo a Spiritual Root Test, after which you will be assigned to a respective peak." A deafening cheer erupted from the crowd.
For these young cultivators, joining Luo Xian Sect meant truly stepping onto the path of immortality. Disciples of the sect appeared to organize the test, guiding people one by one into the formation array.
Spiritual Roots were not something you could see, eat, or touch—they were a cultivator’s lifeline.
They were categorized into seven ranks:
First, Second, and Third Grades – Low-tier
Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Grades – Mid-tier
Seventh Grade – Legendary, said to exist only in myths.
Spiritual Roots acted as a bridge between the body and the world's spiritual energy—the higher the grade, the faster one could absorb qi, and the higher the chances of reaching immortality.
The first disciple stepped into the formation, and the stone tablet lit up.
"Zhao Wu, Third-Grade Spiritual Root, Fire Attribute."
The elder in charge of the test announced the results with a booming voice, as if he were a street vendor peddling wares.
As soon as Zhao Wu stepped out, several senior disciples swarmed him.
"Junior Brother! You have Fire-Attribute Third-Grade Spiritual Roots—you belong in Xian Ding Peak! Our peak is the strongest among the five! We are masters of alchemy, and your fire affinity is perfect for pill refinement! Join us!" The Xian Ding Peak disciple was practically running a sales pitch.
Third-Grade Roots were the average among cultivators, but still worthy of recruitment.
"Bah! Nonsense!" A disciple from Qian Ren Peak scoffed.
"When did Xian Ding Peak become the strongest? Did you forget about us, Qian Ren Peak?! Our numbers are the largest, and our peak master is the strongest among all five! Join us, and no one will dare bully you!" Tension instantly flared.
"What's this?! Trying to steal recruits, huh?" The Xian Ding Peak disciple sneered.
"Like hell I am! He hasn't agreed to join you yet!" The two disciples glared at each other, fists clenched.
Behind them, groups of senior disciples from both peaks began forming up like gang factions, the air thick with hostility.
The new disciples watched in stunned silence.
"…Is this really a cultivation sect?"
Han Luo couldn't help but mutter in disbelief.
"Why does this feel more like joining a gang?"
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"Enough! Stop fighting!"
A senior Miao Yao Peak disciple intervened, preventing the situation from escalating.
For now, both sides reluctantly backed down, but they still exchanged hostile glares.
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Meanwhile, miles away from Luo Xian Sect, in a remote mountain valley…
"BASTARD! BASTARD! BASTARD!" A furious roar echoed through the wilderness.
Demonic qi erupted, wilting every living thing in its path. An entire lush mountain turned into a lifeless wasteland in mere moments.
In the center of it all, Mo Jiu’s crimson eyes burned with pure rage.
His body trembled violently, and then—
"BOOM!"
He exploded into a mist of demonic fog, his fury too overwhelming for even himself to contain.
"Station spies at Luo Xian Sect’s gates!" His voice rumbled from the fog.
"The moment that little bastard leaves, I want to know immediately! IMMEDIATELY!"
"Yes, master!" The demon servants hurried to deploy spies.
"And what of our inside agents? Have they infiltrated Luo Xian Sect?"
"Master, thanks to your power, they have already blended in. Should we begin the operation?" Demon servants asked.
"Yes. Start." Mo Jiu reformed his body, his expression now cold and calculating.
"Luo Xian Sect…Consider yourselves honored to be my first stepping stone in this world." A chilling smirk spread across his face but his expression twitched in pain.
"…Damn that little bastard. He actually had soul-based attack methods?!" He clenched his fists.
"When I destroy Luo Xian Sect, I'll make him REGRET being born a man."
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Back at Luo Xian Sect…
Han Luo shivered violently.
"Ugh… am I imagining things, or is that damn demon thinking about me?!"
With a grim expression, he immediately pulled out a winter coat from his bag and bundled himself up.
For extra security, he loaded his sleeves with two escape talismans, ready to flee at a moment’s notice.
He just wanted this damn test to end so he could get his hands on some defensive artifacts.
At that moment…
"Li Jun—Sixth-Grade Metal Spiritual Root!"
The elder’s voice boomed across the entire sect.
