He hurried over and cupped his hands in salute.
"Guang Chengzi, this humble Daoist, greets you, fellow Daoist!"
Gu Changsheng looked slightly startled, then rose and returned the salute.
"Gu Changsheng, this humble Daoist, greets you, fellow Daoist!"
Heaven and Earth Lose Their Color, the Saint Descends!
Guang Chengzi wore a Daoist robe and carried himself with the bearing of an immortal.
Gu Changsheng knew a little about him as well.
Not only was he Xuanyuan the Yellow Emperor's master, but he was also the foremost of the Chan Sect Twelve Golden Immortals.
His reputation was quite resounding too.
Guang Chengzi sat down cross-legged and bowed. "Fellow Daoist possesses the bearing of one favored by heaven. Such great perseverance, courage, and wisdom truly make this humble Daoist feel inferior."
The 129,900 steps matched the count of one Yuan.
Although every step contained an Illusionary Realm, they were also trials for those seeking the Dao.
Among the countless cultivators, Gu Changsheng had been the first to reach the summit.
This made Guang Chengzi regard Gu Changsheng with greater respect.
Though Gu Changsheng's cultivation was inferior to his own, his comprehension and fortune were beyond Guang Chengzi's reach.
That was why Guang Chengzi had come to visit Gu Changsheng.
"You flatter me, fellow Daoist. It was merely good fortune."
Gu Changsheng did not dare grow arrogant.
The reason he had crossed the mountain gate was because he had received the Primordial System's deduction.
Without the Primordial System, he would not even have made it up three steps.
Guang Chengzi, however, was different.
He had relied entirely on his own talent to reach the Heavenly Gate.
Thus, Gu Changsheng felt it was best to remain low-key.
Yet Guang Chengzi took this as Gu Changsheng's humility.
"Fellow Daoist Gu Changsheng is so humble. That is truly rare. If it were me, could I be as humble as him?"
The thought flashed through Guang Chengzi's mind, and he could not help sighing softly.
He suddenly felt that Gu Changsheng's future was boundless and that his attainments would far surpass his own.
Gu Changsheng had no idea that a single sentence of his had nearly shattered Guang Chengzi's composure.
Just as he was about to speak, a notification sounded in his ear.
Ding. Would you like to inspect the target's detailed data?
Guang Chengzi's data?
Gu Changsheng also wanted to know some of Guang Chengzi's information.
He immediately said in a low voice, "Inspect!"
Ding! Receiving the host's command. Scanning the target for the host! Ding. Scan complete. Please review the results, host. Constitution: 10000+ Spirit: 10000+ Status: Obtains power through a substance known as Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi!
Gu Changsheng's expression shifted slightly, and his mind jolted.
Guang Chengzi's Constitution and Spirit were actually this powerful?
The Primordial System had been designed by Gu Changsheng.
The data it used had also been based on humans from Earth.
Therefore, an ordinary person's Constitution was generally around 0.1.
That was the Constitution of most people.
For martial artists, it might be around 0.5.
But the data of Earth's humans could not possibly compare with that of the Primordial World.
This was not only reflected in the Primordial World's cultivation system.
More importantly, it lay in the miraculous spells and treasures of the Primordial World.
Thus, with the enhancement of magical treasures and spells, one's Constitution could become terrifyingly powerful.
As a member of the Innate Human Race, Gu Changsheng's Constitution was only 20 points.
Yet Guang Chengzi's had actually reached 10,000+.
That was absurd.
After thinking it over, Gu Changsheng had the Primordial System reset the data.
After all, he had already arrived in the Primordial World, and the beings he encountered were Primordial beings.
The old Earth data could be cleared away.
Ding. Updating and resetting. Please wait, host. Ding. Collecting data: 10%... 20%...
Seeing the Primordial System updating automatically, Gu Changsheng let it continue for the time being.
Guang Chengzi praised Gu Changsheng a few more times.
The respect in his words grew even deeper.
Gu Changsheng still maintained a humble demeanor.
As time passed, more and more cultivators crossed the Heavenly Gate and arrived at Yuanshi Dao Field.
However, compared to the countless beings on Kunlun Mountain—
Those who crossed the Heavenly Gate did not even make up ten percent.
There were only several hundred of them.
Most of these several hundred were ragged and in miserable condition.
Gu Changsheng swept his gaze over them. The Chan Sect Twelve Golden Immortals must surely be among these people.
This time, Saint Yuanshi would only select twelve disciples from among the several hundred cultivators.
In other words, climbing the steps had merely been the first trial.
Several million cultivators had already been screened out.
Only several hundred remained, waiting for Saint Yuanshi's second trial.
Gu Changsheng had no idea what this second trial would be.
Rumble!
With a thunderous boom, purple heavenly lightning tore through the Sky Dome and the earth.
The countless beings still climbing instantly fell.
The Heavenly Gate in the Sky Dome vanished as well.
"How did it disappear?"
"Could the trial be over?"
"I haven't even begun yet!"
"Have I been eliminated?"
Hundreds of thousands of Primordial cultivators roared in near despair, unwilling to accept it.
But this trial was cruel.
The several hundred cultivators who had reached the summit waited for the Saint's appearance as though bathed in spring breeze.
Gu Changsheng looked up. These several hundred cultivators were all people of extraordinary talent.
After all, who among those who passed the first trial did not possess immense perseverance?
Ding. Update complete. Reset successful!
As the Primordial System's notification sounded—
Gu Changsheng saw a screen full of extraordinarily gifted individuals.
"I wonder what trial Saint Yuanshi will set next?"
Though he had the Primordial System, Gu Changsheng still felt somewhat hesitant when facing so many cultivators with exceptional talent.
Among the several hundred cultivators, Guang Chengzi was not the only one who occasionally watched Gu Changsheng.
A Daoist-robed cultivator also gave Gu Changsheng a deep look.
"So he is the first person to reach the summit?"
"This man's talent is far from ordinary. Once the Saint's trial ends, I should make his acquaintance."
The thought flashed through the cultivator's mind.
That sorrowful-looking man also glanced at Gu Changsheng.
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