Finally Reaching the Summit

"As expected of a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure, a casual sword strike killed an eagle at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm."

Li Qingxu sighed inwardly, extremely satisfied with the power of the Chixiao Sword.

With this Chixiao Sword in hand, let alone the peak Earth Immortal, he might even have a chance to fight against a peak Heavenly Immortal.

The Three Pure Ones, who had witnessed all of this, were also quite shaken.

There were only three thousand Innate Spiritual Treasures in the entire Primordial World, and the vast majority were held by the Six Sages and other top Primordial powerhouses.

Even Grand Unity Golden Immortals could hardly possess a Low-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

Not only had Li Qingxu's Innate Root undergone a transformation, allowing him to safely traverse hundreds of millions of miles to Kunlun Mountain, but he also wielded the True Sun Fire and a High-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure.

From this, one could see how profound his Fortune was, far beyond that of ordinary people.

"Although this child's Innate Root is lacking, he makes up for it with a firm Dao Heart and profound Fortune."

His eyes showed increasing admiration, and his intention to take him as a disciple was set. "He can enter my Chan Sect and inherit the Yuqing Dao Lineage."

Although the Tongtian Cult Master also intended to take Li Qingxu as a disciple, seeing that the Primordial Heavenly Venerate had spoken first, he did not intend to compete.

After all, in his opinion, although Li Qingxu was a promising talent, he was far inferior to Jin Ling, Guangchengzi, Wudang, and others who were at the forefront of the group.

Taking them as disciples was the top priority.

As time went by.

The Burning Lamp Daoist was the first to ascend to the peak of Kunlun Mountain, arriving before a vast square with a Yin Yang Taiji Diagram inscribed on its ground.

He was one of the ancient powerhouses, possessing the cultivation of a Grand Unity Golden Immortal at the end of the Immortal-Demon War. He was also one of the Three Thousand Red Dust Guests of Zixiao Palace, having once listened to the Dao in Zixiao Palace alongside the Six Sages, Zhen Yuanzi, and others.

However, now the Three Pure Ones and others had Proved the Dao and Become Saints, while Zhen Yuanzi, Di Jun, and others had broken through to the peak Quasi-Saint realm. He, on the other hand, had been stuck in the early Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, unable to advance.

Therefore, he chose to "lower his status" and seek apprenticeship under the Primordial Heavenly Venerate and the Tongtian Cult Master, in hopes of finding a way to break through his bottleneck.

Following closely behind, Guangchengzi, Golden Spirit Holy Mother, Wudang Holy Mother, Chijingzi, and others also arrived at the square one after another.

They were all beings with top-tier Innate Roots, and they felt almost no pressure while climbing Kunlun Mountain.

Not long after, Antarctic Immortal Elder, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Wuyun Xian, and others also appeared with heavy steps.

The moment they stepped into the square, all the pressure on them instantly vanished.

"Hoo..."

"It's finally over!"

Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao let out a collective sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from their brows, and their suspended hearts finally settled, replaced by overwhelming joy.

"Brother, we all passed the test and can become Saint disciples!"

Yunxiao said, her excitement evident.

Bixiao looked around. The sea of clouds churned, spiritual springs gurgled, a rainbow bridge lay across the water, and palaces appeared and disappeared within the rosy clouds. The Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth was so dense it was almost tangible.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled, and she sighed softly, "Kunlun Immortal Realm, truly lives up to its name. If I can cultivate here and receive Guidance from a Saint, why worry about not achieving the Great Dao?"

After a brief moment of joy, Bixiao's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and her gaze turned to the end of the mountain path.

"Brother, Sister, do you think Fellow Daoist Qingxu can pass the test?"

Zhao Gongming sighed lightly.

"Difficult."

"Although Fellow Daoist Qingxu has an extraordinary disposition, his Innate Being Foundation is ordinary, and his cultivation is only at the Mid Stage of Earth Immortal. I fear he was eliminated long ago."

Yunxiao and Qiongxiao also nodded.

During this process, they had seen many cultivators, even Golden Immortals and Grand Unity Golden Immortals, unable to pass the test and falling on the path to seeking the Dao.

For Li Qingxu to pass the test with his conditions was almost impossible.

Time ticked by, second by second.

Wang Mo, Yang Sen, Shi Ji, and others also climbed up with great difficulty.

Unlike the sea of people at the foot of the mountain, only about a thousand cultivators successfully passed the test and reached the summit. The elimination rate was astonishingly high.

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After Shi Ji and the others appeared, no one else was seen at the end of the mountain path for several hours. The hopeful light in Bixiao's eyes gradually dimmed.

Just as she was about to give up hope, a figure, almost staggering, with a deathly pale face and robes soaked in sweat, finally appeared before her eyes.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxu!"

Bixiao's eyes lit up, revealing undisguised surprise and joy.

Her figure flickered, and like a green flowing cloud, she swept to Li Qingxu's side and supported him. A warm and peaceful immortal spiritual power flowed continuously into Li Qingxu's nearly depleted meridians.

Wang Mo, Qin Wan, Shi Ji, and the others also showed surprise upon sensing the aura emanating from Li Qingxu.

With their mid-tier Innate Being Foundation and cultivation at the Heavenly Immortal and True Immortal realms, they had almost failed to persevere.

Li Qingxu, with only the cultivation of the Mid Stage Earth Immortal, had actually climbed to the summit. It was simply unbelievable.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Li Qingxu straightened his body and thanked Bixiao. His condition slowly recovered under the nourishment of immortal spiritual energy.

When the mountain path reached its latter half, it felt as if an invisible mountain had been placed on his body. Every step he took required his utmost effort.

Fortunately, heaven favors the persistent. He finally endured it and successfully reached the summit of Kunlun Mountain, earning the qualification to be accepted as a disciple by a Saint.

"It's good that you're alright."

Seeing that Li Qingxu's breathing had gradually stabilized, Bixiao released her supporting hand. Besides admiration, she now felt a greater sense of respect for Li Qingxu.

Li Qingxu and Bixiao entered the plaza, passed through the crowd, and arrived before Zhao Gongming, Yunxiao, and Qiongxiao.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, on passing the assessment and achieving your wish," Zhao Gongming said, cupping his hands.

He had previously helped Li Qingxu reach Kunlun Mountain as a casual act, intending only to forge a good connection. He hadn't truly believed that, given Li Qingxu's conditions, he could actually be accepted as a disciple by a Saint.

He hadn't expected Li Qingxu to actually pass the rigorous assessments set by the Saint with his cultivation at the Earth Immortal mid-stage and ascend to the mountain peak.

"It was merely luck," Li Qingxu replied humbly with a smile.

"Hmph!"

"A mere Human Race at the Earth Immortal Realm, even if accepted by a Saint, would only be filling a seat and wasting resources. What use could they possibly have in the future?"

"I fear they would disgrace the Saint and bring shame upon our Xuanmen."

Winged Immortal stood with his arms crossed nearby, looking at Li Qingxu with an arrogant expression and utter disdain in his eyes.

He even felt that it would be an insult to himself, the dignified Golden-Winged Great Peng, to be listed as a fellow disciple alongside a mere Human Race at the Earth Immortal Realm.

And there were not a few who shared Winged Immortal's thoughts. In their eyes, the Human Race was synonymous with weakness and worthlessness.

"My future is not for you to dictate," Li Qingxu replied, neither subservient nor overbearing, after glancing at the Winged Immortal who had spoken mockingly.

Although his current realm was temporarily low, he had the system by his side and knew all the major events of the future Great Desolation.

After being accepted as a disciple by a Saint, he gained an additional layer of protection, allowing him to soar freely in the future.

In contrast, this Winged Immortal's fate was already sealed. During the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, he would inevitably be captured and forced to become a mount.

This kind of "superiority," which seemed glorious but was actually bound by destiny, was, in his eyes, not worth a second glance, nor did it inspire any fear.

"You..."

Winged Immortal's face instantly turned cold upon seeing Li Qingxu dare to refute him in public, and undisguised killing intent erupted in his eyes.

Just as he was about to make a move.

"Buzz..."

A Dao Rhyme Bell, grand and boundless, as if it had existed since the beginning of primordial chaos, rang out across heaven and earth without warning, instantly smoothing out all restless spiritual energy and killing intent.

Above the firmament, endless Auspicious Clouds converged, the earth surged with Golden Lotuses, and sweet rain fell from the heavens.

Three figures, whose grandeur and mystery could not be described in words, descended from the sky, escorted by vast Purple Qi and endless Golden Light, landing above the plaza.