Scamming the Cultivation World

In the cultivation world of the Miaowa Kingdom.

In a valley with beautiful scenery and abundant spiritual energy, on a round platform made of white jade.

One to two hundred youths were enveloped by a pale light screen, lost in illusions, their expressions ranging from rage to fear to grief...

"Hiss..."

Lin Chang'an let out a muffled groan and suddenly woke up, his eyes wide open, taking in everything before him as if still disoriented.

"Lin Chang'an, age seventeen, Mid-grade Spirit Root, Class A, twenty-eighth to awaken, willpower is barely excellent..."

Several Immortal Masters from the surrounding sects nodded secretly, recording the character 'A' on the token of this young man in white.

I almost forgot my past life...

Amidst the crowd, Lin Chang'an wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, looking at the awakened youths around him, he secretly calculated.

Although I woke up a bit late, my aptitude should be enough to pass the assessment and enter the Heavenly Sword Sect.

The Heavenly Sword Sect, one of the seven major cultivation sects in the Great Jin.

Thinking of being able to enter the Heavenly Sword Sect, Lin Chang'an's face broke into a smile.

"Chang'an, do you think we can be accepted into an immortal sect?"

Li Han, dressed in black, nervously gripped a mortal world sword with both hands. With his ordinary appearance, his face was filled with worry at this moment.

"It'll be fine. Even though you have a Low-grade Spirit Root, you were the first to awaken in the illusion."

The two met on the path to being introduced to the immortal sect, so they were more familiar with each other than others.

"I hope so."

Li Han looked around nervously, his gaze drifting.

"With a Low-grade Spirit Root, you think you can join the Heavenly Sword Sect? Hmph!"

Where there are people, there is naturally conflict. A young man in brocade robes let out a cold laugh and said dismissively, "Go be a rogue cultivator."

Li Han remained silent, as if he hadn't heard anything. Then, along with Lin Chang'an, they quietly retreated behind the crowd without anyone noticing.

"If I can't make it, I'll become a rogue cultivator. After all, I already have a cultivation method."

Lin Chang'an's eyes widened upon hearing this. "Rogue cultivator? Even dogs wouldn't do that!"

Having lived two lives, how could he not understand the difference between having a stable position and not? In this life, he had sworn to join a major sect and then lie low within it.

Hiding outside as a rogue cultivator? He wouldn't even know how he died.

Just then, the brocade-robed youth from before chuckled and walked over.

"What is a rogue cultivator? No inheritance, no background, no spirit stones, living day to day, needing to guard against sneak attacks even while meditating. After completing tasks, there's often a delay in spirit stone payments, or they might not pay at all."

As he said this, the proud brocade-robed youth turned his head, smiled at Lin Chang'an, cupped his fists, and said, "So, what this fellow Daoist said about rogue cultivators being worse than dogs is described perfectly."

"But it's different for disciples of major sects. They have inheritance, background, and follow a structured path. Cultivating within the sect is safe and guaranteed. Who would dare to delay your spirit stone payment for tasks!"

Seeing the brocade-robed youth's friendly demeanor, Lin Chang'an also smiled and cupped his fists. "Fellow Daoist speaks reason. That's why we are all here."

It was clear that the brocade-robed youth was making friends with talented fellow disciples, already paving the way for the future. As for a rogue cultivator?

Would civil servants fear migrant workers?

The brocade-robed youth, Qi Feng, was eighteen years old, with a Mid-grade Spirit Root, Class C aptitude, and was the illegitimate son of a marquis from the mortal world's Great Jin.

Li Han seemed disheartened, lowering his head in silence.

Qi Feng ignored him, smiled at Lin Chang'an, cupped his fists, and walked towards the others. He didn't see the calmness in Li Han's eyes as he lowered his head.

"Don't worry. At least you can join the outer disciples first. Once you cultivate to late Qi Condensation, you can become a formal disciple."

Facing Lin Chang'an's comfort, Li Han cupped his fists gratefully.

"Great Jin, the cultivation world..."

Lin Chang'an's face twitched, his gaze deep. He thought of his experiences in two lifetimes.

In his previous life, he failed to get a stable position after years of trying and died.

In this life, in a miraculous cultivation world, his parents obtained a rogue cultivator's inheritance by chance. They then returned to their village in the Great Jin and established a small family in the cultivation world with their clan members who had spiritual roots.

When he was nine years old, only his severely injured mother returned alone under the cover of night. After teaching him for half a year, she passed away.

He then received a recommendation letter from his uncle, which gave him this opportunity to come to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"By the way, how did you get here?"

Li Han seemed to have returned to his usual self, asking with a casual laugh.

Lin Chang'an replied with grateful melancholy, "It's all thanks to my uncle's son who joined a sect. He sent a letter a few months ago, which gave me this chance."

At this moment, Lin Chang'an's face was full of gratitude. He even vowed in his heart to repay his uncle well in the future.

However, Li Han fell silent at this moment, and subtly took out an opened letter and a token from his embrace.

"This is something I obtained through opportunity."

Obtained through opportunity? The Seven Great Sects of Great Jin aren't places you can just join casually. Not only do you need a clean family background, but there are also various restrictions...

"Opportunity!"

At this moment, Lin Chang'an felt a bad premonition. He looked at the other person until Li Han lowered his voice and said awkwardly, "I spent two spirit stones to get this."

Holy crap!

Lin Chang'an's eyes widened. "Impossible! Heavenly Sword Sect is one of the Seven Great Sects, how could this be!"

At this moment, after exchanging a glance, the two of them stared with wide eyes, a bad premonition instantly dawning on them. But when they tried to retreat, they found themselves already at the edge of the formation.

"Everyone, stand properly!"

Just then, the formation slowly dispersed. A middle-aged steward from the sect stepped out, looking at everyone with a sly smile on his face.

Nearly two hundred youths looked at the sect steward. Most of them had flushed faces, unable to hide their excitement. If they could join the Heavenly Sword Sect, they would at least become a powerful cultivator in the late Qi Condensation stage.

These youths, still full of youthful innocence, didn't notice the sect disciples around them, each wearing a cruel and malicious smile.

"I now announce that all of you have passed the assessment."

Boom!

When the steward announced this, the crowd instantly erupted in excited cheers. However, among them were those with sharp minds. Before the smile even faded from their faces, they thought of something.

Lin Chang'an and Li Han, standing at the back of the crowd, wore strained smiles. They exchanged glances and understood each other's thoughts.

"This is bad!"

The assessments of the Seven Great Sects were as rigorous as could be. When did they start being so lax, accepting just anyone!

As expected!

The next moment, the middle-aged cultivator, the sect steward, clapped his hands and laughed heartily, "Welcome, young friends, to the Great Sword Sect!"

In an instant, the youths who had been cheering were all stunned. Their cheers and laughter came to an abrupt halt.

In the ensuing silence, the youths looked at each other. One particularly sturdy youth couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, "I can't believe I, with my low-grade spirit root, can join the Heavenly Sword Sect."

However, no one responded to him. The surrounding sect disciples only offered mocking glances. At this moment, a bad premonition surfaced in everyone's hearts.

The middle-aged cultivator, the sect steward, showed a smile. "Heavenly Sword Sect? You can't even recognize the characters, can you?"

The massive stone tablet reading [Heavenly Sword Sect] was right behind the steward.

Just then, the surrounding sect disciples burst into uproarious laughter. Their mocking, scornful, and cruel smiles filled the faces of the youths present, filling them with dread.

"I'll say it again, this is the Great Sword Sect of Miaowa Kingdom, not the Heavenly Sword Sect of Great Jin!"

The steward glared at everyone and raised his hand. A ball of clear water suddenly appeared and splashed onto the stone tablet with a hiss.

On the stone tablet, the large characters 'Heavenly Sword Sect' were displayed. The very top stroke of the character 'Heaven' slowly turned into an ink stain in the clear water.

[Great Sword Sect]

As these three characters appeared, they were met by the terrified and pale faces of the youths, accompanied by the mocking laughter from the surroundings.