Perseverance Trial

After passing through the Fortune Trial, Yang Tianyou arrived at the Palace.

No one dies in the Cause and Effect Trial and the aptitude barrier, and the time required is very short, so after being rejected earlier, no difference was noticed.

However, the Fortune Trial was different at the Qi Luck Gate. Yang Tianyou stayed in the Hail Plaza for a full half hour.

After they came out, the atmosphere inside the Palace changed drastically, becoming even more somber.

Some cultivators, their faces dark, shivered as they circulated their internal Cultivation Method to dispel the chill, looking utterly miserable.

There were also some stubborn cultivators who entered the four gates on the left side. Some came out missing an arm, some missing a leg, and some were left behind in the gates forever.

The Cultivators gradually realized that the Four Symbols Nine Trials were not just fortuitous opportunity, but also a life-or-death trial.

If you want to continue, be prepared to die.

Otherwise, stay obediently inside the Palace to cultivate. As for the Spirit Items you pay when entering the Secret Realm, consider it a lesson learned.

There's no such thing as a free lunch. Even if something does fall from the sky, it's usually poisonous, and only those with a strong enough body can withstand it.

Yang Tianyou didn't pay much attention to these things. Looking at the large group of cultivators who had been injured in the Fortune Trial, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

"Yuan Ba and Ruoqing are just idling around anyway, why not find them something to do!"

Stroking his chin, Yang Tianyou acted immediately, waving his right hand, and the burly Yuan Ba and the delicate Ruoqing appeared before him.

Yang Tianyou took out two signs and wrote a line of text on them.

"Help me dispel the cold; the price will be calculated based on the amount of cold I expel. Fair and honest service!"

Then, he tossed the token to the two beasts and swaggered into the next level.

Yuan Ba held the plaque in his hand, scratched his head, Ruoqing flew to its shoulder, pointing with its wing at a Cultivator who was healing.

Then, Yuan Ba, carrying the plaque, strode towards the pale-faced Cultivator with frost on his beard.

Clang!

He smashed the sign on the ground.

The Cultivator was startled at first, then noticed the contents of the sign.

Call!

Scarlet Bright Demon Fire ignited, sensing its intense heat, the Cultivator's expression shifted, and he extended a finger, "Brother Ape, how about a thousand Spirit Stones?"

After passing through the Portal again, Yang Tianyou entered the Perseverance Trial.

Darkness, endless darkness, without a glimmer of light.

The scene that came into view was oppressive.

The purest darkness represents eternal solitude, which is often a mental challenge that Cultivators must face.

"Proceed ten thousand zhang forward and pass the test! The further you go beyond ten thousand zhang, the higher your evaluation!"

"Is this the kind of test that Perseverance Trial?"

Muttering to himself, Yang Tianyou walked forward.

The first three thousand feet were almost entirely without difficulty.

Three thousand feet in the middle, time seemed to fly by, and the change in mindset in the blink of an eye made it feel as if thousands of years had passed.

After walking three thousand feet, an endless loneliness and solitude welled up in my heart, like ants crawling on it. The feeling of my mind wavering was unbearable.

For the last thousand feet, darkness surged in like a tidal wave, and for the first time, Yang Tianyou felt how unbearable a world without light could be.

Monotonous and silent, yet capable of evolving into the deepest hysteria.

Having passed ten thousand feet, Yang Tianyou seemed oblivious and continued walking forward.

There were no hints or clues at the level, as if the game was just going to let him keep going like this forever.

After 18,000 zhang, Yang Tianyou was in a daze. He felt as if he were being soaked in a mud pit, with countless small black hands dragging his body from below and tearing at his skin.

A low murmur echoed in my ears, as if saying—Sleep, sleep, fall asleep, and all will return to nothingness. No worries, no sorrows, no worldly emotions can shake your mind.

"Without vibrant life, without emotional exchange, that's the Heavenly Dao, not humanity!"

In Yang Tianyou's mind, the teachings of the clan elders from his childhood involuntarily surfaced. "You must always remember that you are first and foremost Yang Household Members, and only secondly Cultivators. You must first be human, and only then can you become immortals!"

Keep moving forward, no longer confused, no longer hesitant, becoming more and more determined, faster and faster!

Twenty thousand zhang, twenty-five thousand zhang, twenty-eight thousand zhang, thirty thousand zhang!

Wow!!

A soft white light shone before his eyes. After a long period of darkness, Yang Tianyou felt that this light, which he was so familiar with, was actually so vivid and so beautiful.

A light screen appeared, and the text flowed!

Name: Xiu He

Level: Perseverance Trial

Rating: Extreme

Inside the Palace, Yang Tianyou, who had been in a daze, suddenly appeared. Looking at the many Cultivators before him, his consciousness fully returned.

"Only ten days have passed!"

After a quick calculation, he was somewhat surprised to find that the concept of time seemed to be distorted in that dark space, and each step he took felt like several years had passed.

Yang Tianyou didn't know how he managed to persevere for a full 30,000 zhang.

However, after completing the entire journey, his mind underwent a tremendous Bloodline Metamorphosis.

It's as if, after washing away the impurities, a rough stone has been polished into a beautiful piece of jade, and the whole person exudes a sense of clarity and translucency.

"You possess a Buddha image in your body, how rare!"

A deep voice came from behind. Yang Tianyou turned his head and saw a thin, sunken-eyed monk with a head full of ordination scars standing in front of him.

"The Zen Master Who Jiesha!"

Yang Tianyou was slightly startled and recognized the monk in front of him.

This person is named Jiesha, a disciple of the Nine Dragons Temple, a local force in the Chaotic Sea. According to rumors, his strength is comparable to that of Golden Core, making him a true prodigy.

"May I ask your name, benefactor?" Jiesha Master Jiesha asked, his hands clasped together and his eyes lowered.

"Xiu He!" Yang Tianyou returned the greeting.

The two chatted for a while, and then the Zen Master of Jiesha left.

Yuan Ba walked over with Ruoqing, carrying a Storage Bag in his hand.

He took the Storage Bag, which was filled with a dazzling array of Cultivation Resources.

Yang Tianyou did a quick calculation and estimated it to be worth around 30,000 to 40,000 Spirit Stones, which was quite a lot.

The reason there are so many is entirely due to the combined strength of Yuan Ba and Ruoqing, whose ability to dispel the cold is extremely powerful.

One is responsible for extraction, and the other for refining.

With this two-pronged approach, the Cultivator being treated will soon be fully recovered.

Once they had fully recovered, they weren't stingy with a mere one or two thousand Spirit Stones. After all, they were all Foundation Establishment Cultivators, and they could easily afford such a small amount of resources.

Ten days passed, and the two beasts completed more than twenty orders, earning a considerable amount of Spirit Stones and making several friends.

"Okay, keep up the good work!" Yang Tianyou said with a smile.