False-Dead Boys Emerge
The scenery of the Sun Sect is completely different from that of Seacloud City and Taiheng Sect.
Here, mulberry trees with golden leaves are planted everywhere, but the diffused golden light is very dazzling, so the palace walls and streets are mainly black and dark purple.
This creates a unique character that combines nobility and obscurity, pride and savagery.
A boy rested his chin on his hand, curiously watching the vendors, the flow of people, the trees, and the street scene below, looking like a country boy who had just come from the countryside.
Oh no, he was actually playing the role of a simple-minded son of a landlord who had just come to the city from the countryside.
People from the countryside, belonging to the Sun Sect, were not entitled to names, but once they entered the city, they still needed a title. So the young man gave himself a name that was quite in the style of the Sun Sect: Hiroshima.
Well, this is the Wind of the Sun Sect, not the Wind of the Sun Sect. However, the geographical locations of these two places are quite similar, and even their styles of doing things are somewhat alike, which inevitably makes Yang Ning make some connections.
It is obvious that Yang Ning faked his death.
After all, he was born a commoner and was inherently at odds with the Aristocratic Clan. He shouldn't even have been qualified to cultivate, but Yuanxi cast a spell on him.
If she could marry Yuanxi, Yang Ning would become one of her own, and then she could just turn a blind eye to it.
But who knew that after embarking on the path of cultivation, Yang Ning not only showed no gratitude, but also dared to wage war against the Aristocratic Clan.
Although it was Hengming who actually took action, it was still a rebellious act, and Yang Ning had already offended everyone in the Taiheng Sect!
If Yang Ning is alive, it would be a clear message to everyone that Aristocratic Clan are nothing special, and you can still live even if you offend them!
Therefore, Yang Ning must die!
In Zhao Ruilong's words, Taiheng will not allow such an awesome person to exist!
Even if we manage to kill everyone and successfully reach the Abyss, it won't matter; the Abyss might still murderous intent!
Even if he comes back alive from the Abyss, it's useless; there will be further arrangements.
Perhaps he will be hunted down all the way from the Qi Refining Second Level to becoming a True Immortal!
Yang Ning hated trouble; death was the only way out!
In the Cultivation World, faking death is not so easy. Divine Sense can detect auras, killing can increase one's fortune, and there are divination techniques that can predict life and death. Even with the protection of fortune, the living and the dead are not the same.
Even the slightest discrepancy will arouse suspicion.
Yang Ning used his Human Creation Technique to create a clone of himself, placed a simple, easily broken rune on the lotus platform to conceal his aura, and then remotely controlled him to go to his death.
If the enemy doesn't use large-scale destructive Law Technique, Yang Ning will control the Spirit Artifact to self-destruct, aiming to eliminate the clone's remains so that only its aura can verify his identity.
The problem that would Fortune Destruction after the clone was killed is that, at the moment the clone was killed, Yang Ning killed one million rabbits and one hundred thousand large yellow croakers.
They died because of the three Qiu brothers, so they could naturally share in the Fortune Destruction Power, but the causal relationship was not strong, resulting in a low conversion rate.
Fortunately, there's no shortage of rabbits in Yingzhou and no shortage of fish in the sea.
These rabbits and fish won't go to waste; Zhang Jiao has already established the Great Peace Way within the territory of the Great Ming Kingdom, and he desperately needs these things.
Even if the person who comes isn't practicing the Calamity Annihilation Heavenly Origin Steps, Yang Ning has corresponding arrangements. In short, he absolutely wants to make sure this matter is handled perfectly.
Of course, the most difficult hurdle is at Hengming Tower, because his soul is registered there, and Qu Heng Hengming find out whether he is dead or not with just one question.
Furthermore, his luck was protected by Hengming. If he died but his luck was still protected, it would clearly be a case of faking his death, and it would be discovered.
Therefore, Yang Ning used the excuse that Qu Heng and the Elder Council had already betrayed Taiheng to sow discord between Hengming and Qu Heng, and between the Elder Council.
With magical artifacts helping you cheat, how can you possibly beat me?
"Sir, here's your food!" The waiter brought in a plate of dishes, placed it on the table, and then asked, "Are you here to attend the apprenticeship ceremony?"
"Yes!" The boy nodded. "But I've just arrived in this city and don't know the specifics yet. Could you tell me about it?"
"Of course!" The waiter nodded. "That's what we do!"
"Speaking of this disciple recruitment ceremony, it's being held in the square at the end of the street next door. This year, 48 sects are participating, and the duration has been extended from 12 days to 24 days. In the past, our inn was never enough to accommodate everyone, but now that the duration is longer, it's actually not full!!"
The boy nodded and then asked, "What are the conditions for accepting a disciple?"
"As long as you have a respectable family background and are in good health, that's fine!" the waiter chuckled. "But it's a bit pricey; you'll have to pay a hefty tuition fee after becoming an apprentice!"
"That's good, I have money!" The boy nodded.
Hiroshima the son of a wealthy landowner in the countryside, and he carried a lot of gold and silver treasures with him when he went out.
Unfortunately, he didn't encounter bandits on the road, but instead ran into wild beasts and was bitten to death. Then Yang Ning cloned his body and copied his memories, so it was no different from being resurrected!
Even if a cultivator came, they wouldn't be able to tell that this person wasn't the real one!
With enough money, the boy successfully joined a small sect called One Qi Way. These small sects were all run by disciples of the Sun Sect, and were more like preparatory classes for the Body Refinement Realm than sects.
If a disciple has the ability to break through the Qi Refining Stage, he/she can be promoted to the Sun Sect.
If you make a great contribution, you will have the opportunity to learn the True Sun Fire!
Similar incidents have occurred all over the world.
A young man named Hua Mu joined the Taiyin Sect.
A young man named Lu Jiao joined the Tianyi Sect.
A young man named Han Li joined the Yiyuan Pill Cauldron Sect.
A boy named Li Feiyu joined the Myriad Saints Alliance.
A young man named Chen Guangrui became a disciple of the Jinxiang Sect.
A young man named Shenxiu entered the Diluo Temple.
This kind of thing is very common. These small sects either recruit disciples every day or hold a grand ceremony to recruit disciples once a year.
The former is the Taiheng Sect model, and the latter is the Tianyi Sect model.
These teenagers were nothing special; they were native to the area, came from impeccable families, and blood and pulse tests revealed no problems. They were all legitimate descendants of a powerful sect.
These teenagers share a common trait: they are all of average appearance, neither handsome nor ugly, their cultivation is neither fast nor slow, placing them in the middle; their comprehension is neither high nor low, making them ordinary people.
It's normal for people to be like that, because 99% of the world's population is like that.
But they are also very hardworking, love reading and learning, practice diligently every day, and get very little sleep.
They worked so hard, yet could only manage to stay in the middle. With such effort and such results, even those with worse grades wouldn't feel jealous of them.
Even a teacher who cherishes talent will not hesitate to teach and say a few kind words to such a hardworking student.
Then they watched as these teenagers progressed steadily and resolutely at a pace that was neither too fast nor too slow, but never stopped.