"Sorry, young master, your strength does not meet our requirements."
"Young Master Long set such rules with your safety in mind. If your strength is insufficient, joining the operation would only be sending yourself to your death."
"Please understand."
Ahead, before a grand golden gate, a young man was arguing furiously with two gate attendants.
No matter what he said, the attendants refused to let him in.
Seeing this, the cultivators nearby began to jeer.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. They've already made it clear—if you're not strong enough, hurry up and move aside. Stop wasting everyone's time."
"Exactly. If you're not capable enough, don't waste everyone's time here. Hurry home. This game is too dangerous; it's not for children."
"I'm dying laughing. Hurry up and get out of the way. Stop wasting our time."
"Fellow Daoist, don't keep pestering them here and wasting everyone's time."
The surrounding cultivators looked delighted to stir up trouble.
The young man was utterly humiliated.
He glared angrily around him before finally turning and leaving.
Here, no matter how powerful his background was, he did not dare cause trouble.
After all, not a single person standing here had a weak background.
The next moment, a woman walked toward the gate.
"Fairy, please place your hand on this."
The attendant respectfully took out a palm-sized stone and placed it before her.
Without hesitation, the woman gently laid her palm on the stone.
The next moment, a faint golden glow spread across the stone's surface.
"Please enter."
The attendant's tone became even more courteous.
"Thank you."
A cool, detached voice rang out. The woman stepped through the golden gate.
Her figure vanished in an instant.
"Damn, Long Aotian even brought this thing here? His connections really are something else."
Beside him, Shi Potian stared at the stone in