In recent days, the area surrounding the Soul Refining Sect has been in constant turmoil, with large numbers of low-level cultivators flooding in every day.
The towns surrounding the Soul Refining Sect were already overflowing with people, inns were full, Marketplaces were bustling, and even the wilderness outside the city was filled with temporary tents.
All because someone was openly selling Soul Refining Sect disciple slots.
In the past, outsiders who wanted to join the Soul Refining Sect had to undergo numerous tests, with extremely high requirements for Cultivation, aptitude, and temperament, making them one in ten thousand.
But now, all the rules are gone—as long as you have Spirit Stone, you can directly join the sect!
Servant Disciple: 100 Low-Grade Spirit Stone.
Outer Disciple, 500 Low-Grade Spirit Stone.
Inner disciple 1,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stone.
Furthermore, if you have enough Spirit Stone, you can spend 10,000 Low-Grade Spirit Stone to directly become a disciple of a Peak Master and become his Direct Disciple!
Prices are clearly marked; no deception of the young or old.
In an instant, countless low-level cultivators who were stuck at a bottleneck, had mediocre talent, and had no way to find a master rushed in like sharks smelling blood.
They emptied their savings, disregarding everything, just for a chance to "Defy Heaven and Change Fate".
Outside the gates of the Soul Refining Sect, a small town called Wangxian Town was also bustling with people.
The private rooms on the third floor of the Tingfeng Pavilion, the largest teahouse in town, were unusually quiet at this moment.
Five figures sat by the window, their auras as deep as an abyss, their imposing presence restrained.
Yet the subtle Daoist aura that inadvertently emanated enveloped the entire floor in a suffocating oppressive atmosphere.
"Tell me, what exactly is the Soul Refining Sect up to?"
A middle-aged man in a green robe put down his teacup, looked out the window at the huge, fervent crowd, his brows furrowed and his eyes full of incomprehension.
"Isn't that obvious?"
Opposite him, a White-bearded Old Man sneered, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes:
"The Soul Refining Sect somehow obtained a heaven -Heaven-Defying Opportunity that can help people break through to the Heavenly Immortal realm, but such methods must have limitations."
In my opinion, this massive amount of Spirit Stone is a major drain on resources!
"Good."
Another elderly woman in black nodded slowly, her voice hoarse:
"To be able to directly elevate a person to the Early Heavenly Immortal is such a heaven-defying act that it is absolutely impossible to say that it comes without any cost."
The Soul Refining Sect's frantic accumulation of wealth is likely aimed at raising Spirit Stone to support that 'fortuitous opportunity'!
"That's... a good thing after all."
A man in purple robes toyed with a jade cup in his hand, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"I'm also worried that the Soul Refining Sect can mass-produce Heavenly Immortal without limit; that would be a real problem."
It now seems that, given the Soul Refining Sect's resources, they can only create one or two Early Heavenly Immortal at most, and that would be their limit.
"And we--"
His gaze swept over the four people present, a hint of arrogance flashing in his eyes:
"The Crimson Flame Sect, the Cold Soul Gate, the Heavenly Saber Gate, the Ten Thousand Poisons Cult, and the Ghost Spirit Gate Five Sect Alliance, comprising a total of eighteen Early Heavenly Immortal, with five Mid Heavenly Immortal also in charge."
"Moreover, we have already reached a consensus with more than a dozen sects and dynasties in the surrounding area, as well as dozens of Heavenly Immortal, to share this fortuitous opportunity."
"How can a mere Soul Refining Sect possibly withstand this?"
That's exactly right!
The last of the golden-armored giants slammed his hand on the table, the sound booming like thunder:
"The opportunity to create Heavenly Immortal fortuitous opportunity is something the Soul Refining Sect cannot afford."
Even if they were lucky enough to produce one or two Heavenly Immortal, they would only have just entered the ranks of First-rate Force. How could they possibly contend with us?
"Let's go, let's go meet Zhou Wentao."
The White-bearded Old Man slowly rose, a cold glint flashing in his eyes:
"If he's sensible enough to relinquish his fortuitous opportunity, we might still be able to leave him a little something."
"But what if he doesn't know what's good for him—"
He snorted coldly, his Killing Intent spreading like a tangible force.
"Then today is the day the Soul Refining Sect will be annihilated!"
"Walk!"
The five people said no more, and in a flash, they disappeared from the private room.
After the others left, a Black-clothed Figure appeared silently in the private room like a ghost.
He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with a handsome face and a somewhat nonchalant and carefree air about him.
Yet, deep within those eyes lay a depth and a sense of vicissitude that belied his age.
"System, according to what you said, the 'fortuitous opportunity' that appeared in the Soul Refining Sect is most likely Heavenly Dao Will Incarnation."
If I could capture and refine it, wouldn't I be able to One Step Ascension, directly achieving the Supreme, or even... the position of Golden Immortal?
He leaned against the window, muttering to himself, a burning glint in his eyes.
"Hmph, as Emperor, all you think about is taking shortcuts?"
A cold, mechanical voice, tinged with a hint of disappointment, echoed in his mind:
"I summoned you here today so that you could make contact with the Little Heavenly Dao and find out what exactly has happened in the heavens."
What is the current state of the battle between Empress Houtu, Donghua, Maitreya, and the Confucianism Unparalleled Zilu?
"Besides--"
The voice paused, then became serious:
"According to intelligence, the path that Zhang Yu took in life was extremely strange."
I suspect that he may also possess a— Rebellious Dao Seed.
"Rebellious Dao Seed?"
The Black-Clad Youth's pupils contracted, and the Dao Seed in his hand trembled slightly, as if it had sensed the aura of a fellow being.
"Okay, I understand."
He sighed, the nonchalance in his eyes quickly fading, replaced by a solemn expression as if facing a formidable enemy.
But just as he was about to set off—
His gaze inadvertently swept over the crowded people downstairs, then suddenly froze, locking onto a handsome young man with a long sword on his back and a cold, aloof demeanor.
The young man wore a plain white robe, spotless, and his sword Sword Qi was restrained, yet a terrifying Sword Intent that could cleave the sky and tear apart reincarnation emanated from him, so that no one dared to approach within three feet of him!
"Such terrifying Sword Intent..."
The Black-Clad Youth's expression instantly turned extremely serious, and all traces of laziness vanished from his eyes.
"This Sword Intent... is so condensed as to be almost tangible, it is close to the realm of Principle."
"In the entire world, the only person who possesses such pure Sword Intent is probably that one from the Sword Sect."
Just as his mind was in turmoil—
Downstairs, the young man in white seemed to sense something, slowly turned his head, and glanced indifferently in the direction he was in.
"..."
Their eyes met.
The Black-Clad Youth felt a chilling, bone-piercing Sword Intent, as if it would annihilate his Divine Soul, surging towards him like a tidal wave.
The terrifying Sword Intent made his hair stand on end, Rebellious Dao Seed within his body trembled wildly, almost bursting out of his body!
But the young man in white merely glanced at him indifferently, his eyes showing no sorrow, joy, anger, or resentment.
He stared at the Black-Clad Youth with interest for a moment, then looked away and ignored him, continuing to walk slowly with the crowd towards the gate of the Soul Refining Sect.
"This is troublesome. If it were within my Divine Dynasty, with the help of the nation's Fortune, perhaps I could put up a fight against him."
Now that I've come alone, I'm afraid my Combat Power is somewhat inferior to his.
He shook his head with a wry smile, and his ambition to capture the Heavenly Dao and refine the Dao Seed instantly vanished.
"System... what do we do now?"
He asked in a hoarse voice.
"..."
After a long silence, the system slowly uttered four words:
"Let's wait and see."