Must Become Sect Master Tongtian's Disciple

Golden Turtle Island.

"Hey, Niu-ge, you're here to join as a disciple too."

"Yeah, this is Sect Master Tongtian's first time publicly accepting disciples after becoming a saint. I wonder if I'll be chosen. Jie Sect is a major sect of a saint."

"Jie Sect accepts all without discrimination, we all have a chance to join this great sect of a saint."

Li Er patted his head, trying to shake off the dizziness. It was so noisy around him that he couldn't hear what these people were saying at all.

And the smell on them was particularly unpleasant.

When he saw clearly that these people were dressed strangely, he wondered how he had ended up at a comic convention. He had to admit that these guys' costumes were quite realistic and had a certain divine charm.

These "people" had horns on their heads, scales on their backs, and some even had exposed fangs.

He thought to himself that these people must have been bewitched by novels. What "accepting all without discrimination," and even joining Sect Master Tongtian's Jie Sect.

They're really crazy.

Li Er remembered that when he was packing up in his hometown, he found a bronze box left by an alchemist ancestor, with mysterious patterns carved on it.

He opened it and saw a bead. As soon as he picked it up and wanted to examine it, the Chaos Orb went straight into his dantian, and then he passed out.

When he woke up again, he had inexplicably arrived at this comic convention.

"This little thing can't even smell the demonic aura? It's a human! Their flesh is the most tender..." A leopard-headed man licked his sharp teeth.

"Quiet!"

The deer demon hurriedly tugged at his companion, his antlers trembling slightly with fear, and said, "Look, there's not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation around him. Either he's an ant with no cultivation at all, or—"

"He's a great master who has returned to simplicity!"

"How could he be a great master? Look at his silly eyes, he's obviously a tender human, the kind that's crunchy when you bite into it."

In order to join Jie Sect, the deer demon hurriedly pulled the leopard demon away.

Li Er listened to these guys' discussions, looked at the creatures around him wearing strange clothes, with bull heads or deer antlers, and bizarre faces, and even saw some flying over.

At this moment, he only felt the world spinning.

He had transmigrated!

At this moment, he was extremely flustered, but he had a characteristic: the more flustered he was, the calmer he became; the more excited he was, the more indifferent he became; the more excited he was, the more peaceful he became.

His mind raced, thinking of various ways to break out of this situation. His brain was almost smoking, but he still couldn't think of a way to escape this certain-death situation.

"Quick, the Biyou Palace is open, hurry over there, Sect Master Tongtian is about to come out."

Just then, an excited voice came.

Li Er's eyes lit up when he heard this. That's right, he had to follow the crowd to become a disciple.

As long as he became Sect Master Tongtian's disciple, these demons would all be his fellow disciples. As fellow disciples, these demons and monsters wouldn't eat him. That leopard head even said he was crunchy.

He had to become a disciple!

The originally noisy voices disappeared instantly. These strange creatures directly used all their strength to run towards the Biyou Palace, none of them daring to fly in the air.

After all, this was a saint's dojo, who would dare to be presumptuous?

A cloud of dust rose from the ground, filling the air.

Li Er was instantly enveloped in dust, and his short crew cut turned gray-white. A light of unprecedented determination burst out in his eyes.

He didn't rush to run, but walked forward step by step. He knew that once he started running, these monsters would discover that he had no cultivation.

Just now, a guy said he couldn't see through his realm, which was his best protection. He couldn't break his image as a detached expert.

He had to pretend to be a devout seeker of the Dao, the kind of expert who cultivated in the mortal world, calm and composed in everything.

Now he had to put on an act, or he would die.

An hour later.

Li Er walked to the large square in front of the Biyou Palace. Fortunately, the road here wasn't difficult to walk.

Good heavens, there were probably hundreds of thousands of monsters and various creatures waiting here quietly, densely packed, simply boundless.

They were all looking expectantly in the direction of the Biyou Palace, waiting for Sect Master Tongtian to come out.

Li Er calmly found a place at the back and sat down. In fact, his heart was about to jump out, but he forced himself to remain calm.

He was terribly thirsty, and didn't even dare to swallow his saliva, which showed how much pressure he was under.

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At least tens of thousands of eyes were staring at him, and he could feel a sense of being watched, constantly scanning his entire body, as if they could see through him.

Fortunately, after he sat down, the gazes and the feeling of being watched disappeared, but he didn't relax at all, and remained highly vigilant.

He was just an ordinary mortal. If he was really eaten by a monster, no one could save him.

Inside the Biyou Palace.

At this moment, Sect Master Tongtian looked at the hundreds of thousands of monsters and various creatures who had come to become disciples, and felt that saying "accepting all without discrimination" was really too rash.

Sure enough, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want.

But the problem was, he'd already bragged, and all those guys outside were waiting. Could he really not go out?

Anyway, the vast Biyou Palace needed some people to decorate it. He might as well pick the tallest from the short ones and select some as disciples.

Huh? There's actually a human, with no cultivation whatsoever? Just a mortal?

How did this little guy get to Golden Turtle Island? Maybe some monster brought him as food, then felt embarrassed to eat him and just dumped him here.

That must be how he got here.

Forget it, I'll go out when he gets closer. If he arrives last when I'm accepting disciples, he might get the illusion that he's more important.

Just like at Zixiao Palace, when Teacher Hongjun appeared only after everyone had arrived.

Well, this kid's got a good temperament. He can remain so calm and collected despite being stared at by so many beings.

Strange, how can I, a dignified Sage, not see through him? Is it because he has no cultivation, so there's no cause and effect?

Alright, it's time for this venerable one to make an entrance.

Outside Biyou Palace.

The square, which had been filled with whispers and secret exchanges between primordial spirits, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

As if an invisible force gently swept over everyone's hearts, silencing all sounds under its majesty.

Then, a Sage's unique aura descended, like thunder from the heavens, silent yet awe-inspiring.

As this aura descended, spiritual energy strangely coalesced into lotus flowers in the void. They spun lightly, radiating brilliant light, making Biyou Palace look like a dream.

Nine streams of multicolored light slowly spilled out from Biyou Palace, weaving into profound patterns, like traces of the Great Dao or secrets of the universe, inspiring endless imagination.

At that moment, countless people seemed to hear the whispers of the Great Dao, a faint and distant sound, like celestial music, intoxicating and irresistible.

Their hearts seemed to be touched by a mysterious force, plunging them into deep contemplation.

No one could clearly see the Sage's face with their eyes or divine sense. Only in the intertwining of spirits did a majestic figure gradually emerge in everyone's heart.

He was the renowned and extraordinary Sage—Sect Master Tongtian.

Sect Master Tongtian was very satisfied with his entrance. His eyes swept across the crowd, and he frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Good heavens, what's that late mortal doing? He's secretly reaching out to grab the spiritual energy lotus flowers to eat. Is he thirsty?

This is too interesting. I've become interested in this mortal.

I'll start by lecturing on the Dao and see how talented these people are. After all, I still need to take in some disciples.

At this moment, Sect Master Tongtian slowly opened his lips and began to expound the supreme Dao he had comprehended, using it as a method to select disciples and find those who could understand the true meaning of the Great Dao.

His voice was distant and profound, as if transcending the boundaries of time and space, touching the depths of everyone's souls: "The Dao, its source is one, I call it 'Intercept.'

Interception is not severance, but contains a glimmer of life, the foundation of the Dao, and the source of all things.

This Dao emphasizes following nature, grasping fleeting opportunities, and finding a glimmer of hope in desperate situations, only then can one comprehend the mysteries of heaven and earth and master the true meaning of the Great Dao."

As Sect Master Tongtian's words fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze. Each word contained endless depth, plunging people into deep thought.

Everyone seemed to see a path leading to the unknown, and only those who truly understood the Dao of "Interception" could go further and further on this path, ultimately reaching the supreme realm.

Problems they had previously been unable to solve in their cultivation were now understood, and people on the square were constantly surrounded by spiritual light, their cultivation breaking through one level after another.

This was the power of a Sage's lecture.

But Li Er couldn't understand at all. As Sect Master Tongtian lectured, he only felt extremely thirsty. Seeing the constantly emerging spiritual energy lotus flowers, he secretly tried eating one and found that it was okay.

He ate another one, then two...

As he continued to drink the spiritual energy lotus flowers, he gradually felt a stream of essence flowing through his meridians. In an instant, he seemed to see all the muscles and bones in his body.

"Is this cultivation?"

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