Perseverance

"Ah?"

Lin Dong was stunned and asked defensively, "Master, no way, sweep the steps?"

"Don't you want to quit?" Ye Feng asked.

"Well!"

Lin Dong stared at Ye Feng, noticing the look in Ye Feng's eyes, and was taken aback. "Master, I'll go sweep the steps right away."

Lin Dong was scared. He was afraid he would suffer the consequences later.

His storyline differs from the original; the cultivation technique he practices is not the original one, but the Flame Mantra from the Doupo Plane. Without Heavenly Flames, his technique cannot evolve.

Furthermore, Ye Feng is incredibly powerful. And now that he's publicly accepting disciples, Lin Dong imagines he'll have many fellow disciples in the future.

"Competition will intensify in the future."

Lin Dong thought to himself.

"I must change Master's impression of me. Damn it, how could I possibly covet Ling Qingzhu? I can only take what Master gives me. How could I covet what Master doesn't give me?"

Lin Dong was filled with regret. He regretted having harbored lustful thoughts and gazing at the stunningly beautiful Ling Qingzhu.

"Master is angry, which means he likes Ling Qingzhu. It seems I have to think of a way. Having only Qingtan isn't enough. Hmm, that Ying Huanhuan is very strong. I saved her. I must find a way to bring her and Master together. Yes, it's decided then."

Lin Dong made up his mind. Once Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan became Ye Feng's disciples, he would definitely find a way to arrange a master-disciple romance for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng Villa

"Why aren't you going?" Ye Feng's eyes turned to Mu Lingsha, the dark-skinned girl with bronze-colored skin.

"Huh? Master, am I going to be punished too?" Mu Lingsha looked at Ye Feng in astonishment.

"Lin Dong is your fiancé. If your fiancé is in trouble, shouldn't you, as his future wife, share his joys and sorrows?" Ye Feng asked.

"Master, I understand."

Mu Lingsha smiled and said goodbye to Ye Feng Ye Feng. She then jogged to catch up with him.

"Young Master Ye... Brother Lin Dong, he..."

"Qingtan, the Chaos God Light is beneficial to cultivation. A strong person must have a resolute heart. Your brother-in-law has a resolute heart, but he still needs to be tempered." Ye Feng interrupted Lin Qingtan Lin Qingtan, explaining to her why he was punishing Lin Dong.

"Brother-in-law?" Lin Qingtan was taken aback.

"You are my future wife, Lin Dong is my disciple, and he is also your brother, so isn't he my brother-in-law?" Ye Feng smiled. He reached out and put his arm around Lin Qingtan's waist. His hand slipped inside her clothes.

"Young Master Ye... you... you're going to be naughty again..."

Lin Qingtan blushed and avoided Ye Feng's intimate advances.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng frowned slightly.

"Young Master Ye, please, please don't be angry. I... I can't take it anymore." Lin Qingtan lowered her head, her delicate hands rubbing her clothes. Ye Feng, as the Creation God, had an exceptionally good back. So good that even Lin Qingtan couldn't bear Ye Feng's pampering.

Lin Qingtan gazed at the people participating in the assessment on the steps. A thought, similar to Lin Dong's, welled up within her. "It seems I must find a sister to share Ye Feng with. Otherwise, my field will be ruined sooner or later."

On the steps

Many people persevered through wind and rain, climbing relentlessly within the Chaos God Light. Two stood out most prominently: Ying Huanhuan from the Dao Sect and Ling Qingzhu from the Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace. Next was Lin Langtian, who possessed the "grandfather" advantage. Then there was Mu Qianqian Mu Lingshan's older sister. Following them were Wang Yan, Qin Shi, Huangpu Jing, and others from the Great Yan Dynasty.

The steps of Lin Family Mountain, shrouded in the Chaos God Light, number one thousand and one, just like in the Douluo Plane. Each time a step reaches one hundred and one, two hundred and one, three hundred and one, four hundred and one... the pressure from the Chaos God Light on the steps doubles.

When "bathed" in the Chaos God Light, the flow rate of vital energy in the body will increase.

This significant discovery drew many people who had no intention of becoming Ye Feng's disciples to seize this rare opportunity.

The assessment period is one year.

When six months had passed, Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan climbed the 1001st step one after the other.

"Six months left!"

"Over the past six months, my cultivation has achieved breakthroughs one after another."

Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan exchanged a glance. They glanced at the Chaos God Light, a tacit understanding shining in their eyes. Without any hesitation, they entered the Chaos God Light Chaos God Light, beginning a new round of cultivation.

Eight months later, Lin Langtian and Mu Qianqian climbed the 1001st step. Having completed the first round of assessment, they, like Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan, returned to the light screen to continue their cultivation.

The first day of the Lunar New Year is a lively day for Qingyang City.

On the thousand steps, Ying Huanhuan, Ling Qingzhu, Lin Langtian, Mu Qianqian, Wang Yan, Qin Shi, Huangpu Jing, Wu Yun, and more than a hundred others successfully reached the summit.

"Over 100,000 people participated in the assessment, but only a little over 100 people successfully reached the top. The elimination rate is quite high!" an old man couldn't help but sigh.

The old man appeared to be around sixty or seventy years old. He was energetic, with white hair and a youthful face.

Lin Zhentian stood on a platform halfway up the mountain, looking down at the hundreds of people who had already climbed more than nine hundred steps. He reminded them, "There are still three hours until the first round of the assessment."

Three hours, or six hours.

"Hateful!"

A man lifted his foot, trying to take a step forward. But no matter how hard he tried, his movement seemed to freeze. The thousand and first step was like Ladder to Heaven, preventing him from climbing it.

"We absolutely... must succeed!"

A burly man, his muscles bulging, stood there. His skin was a healthy bronze. He had already climbed a thousand steps, and his body bore countless wounds. These wounds were all caused by the pressure within the Chaos God Light.

The burly man had a resolute face and pressed forward with sheer willpower. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take the final step on the last step.

In two hours, he had only moved forward a mere centimeter. Yet, that single centimeter made his wounds even larger. Blood didn't flow from the wounds; it was suppressed by the pressure. Unable to escape, only a scarlet gash was visible.

Even so, the strong man still did not give up.

"One hour left!"

"Half an hour left!"

"There's only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn left."

"We only have the time it takes to drink a cup of tea left."

Lin Zhentian desperately wanted to help this incredibly determined and strong man, but he knew he couldn't. Interfering with the assessment would anger Ye Feng. He couldn't bear Ye Feng's wrath.

"Ah!"

The burly man roared. His body was covered in wounds, and he was covered in blood. With a furious roar, he suppressed the pain within him and, relying on sheer willpower, finally stepped onto the 1001st step.

As his body emerged from the Chaos God Light, the blood that had been suppressed from his wounds gushed out. He collapsed to the ground.