Return to the Huntian Sect

Time flew like a shuttle, never pausing day or night.

In the Xuan You Great World, the Huntian Sect's mountain gate was wreathed in clouds and mist. Spirit Beasts and immortal birds soared through the air, while treasure light shot into the heavens amid layer upon layer of mountain haze—a scene straight out of an immortal realm.

At the main gate, a group of disciples stood guard over the entrance. Each was imposing and vigorous, their auras deep and powerful. Every one of them was at the First-Tier Saint Realm, while the young man at their head had reached the Second-Tier Saint Realm.

Yet judging by his attire, he was still an Inner Disciple, for he wore the treasure robes exclusive to the Huntian Sect's Inner Disciples. Clearly, this young man had yet to complete the assessment task for True Disciples.

"Senior Brother Song, I heard that you'll be taking the True Disciple assessment in two months. With your strength, passing it will be as easy as turning over your hand. Once that happens, you'll be a True Disciple—ascending to the heavens in a single step, with an entirely different status and standing."

An Inner Disciple smiled as he spoke to the young man at the front, his words carrying a trace of flattery and ingratiation.

"That's right. Senior Brother Song passing this assessment is already a nail driven into the board. Senior Brother Song, don't forget us junior brothers when the time comes!"

"With Senior Brother Song's strength, taking the True Disciple assessment is nothing more than going through the motions."

Once someone took the lead, many more at the mountain gate immediately joined in, heaping praise upon the young man, Song Wei.

For a moment, Song Wei was so delighted that he practically floated, unable to tell