A Moment of Distraction Caused a Phenomenon? Holy Lord Qingwei

Hearing the voice, Jun Wangyou turned around.

But that single glance nearly made him stumble backward in fright.

Before Jun Wangyou stood—

A woman weighing at least two hundred pounds, like an enhanced plus-sized version of Ruhua, smiling and waving at him.

What was more, her other hand was digging into her enormous nostril.

That enormous nostril seemed like an alien staring straight into Jun Wangyou's soul.

"Y-you... hello..."

Jun Wangyou's eyelids twitched wildly as he forced out a polite smile.

After all, one did not slap a smiling face—even if... it was an enhanced plus-sized version of Ruhua's face.

"Little brother, you're so handsome. Be my husband."

"Huh?!"

Jun Wangyou's mouth flew open so wide that it nearly dislocated.

At that point, no matter how polite Jun Wangyou was, he knew he could not stay any longer.

He immediately cupped his fists. "Miss Ru... ma'am... miss, forgive me, but I have urgent business to attend to and cannot keep you company. We shall... never meet again."

With that, Jun Wangyou ran off as though fleeing for his life.

"Hey, little brother, don't run!"

Ruhua jumped anxiously.

The people around them felt the ground shake and could not help showing looks of horror.

"A-Da, A-Er, A-San, A-Si, bring little brother back! I want him to be my husband!"

The instant Ruhua spoke, four black shadows shot out from behind her.

Like arrows loosed from a bow, they chased after Jun Wangyou.

Sensing the commotion, Jun Wangyou glanced back and immediately cursed aloud:

"In broad daylight, under the clear heavens, you actually want to forcibly abduct an innocent young man! Is there no justice left?"

Cursing aside, Jun Wangyou did not slow down in the slightest.

Before long, he had reached the mountain gate of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land and swiftly merged into the crowd.

Those pursuing him simply could not catch up.

By now, the plaza before the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land's mountain gate was already packed with people.

People from all across the Eastern Continent had gathered here.

There were young masters from great clans, ordinary folk, princesses and princes of kingdoms.

Yet regardless of who they had been before, everyone here stood equal.

Everything depended on one's Spiritual Root.

The Heavenly Dao Sacred Land opened its gates to accept disciples once every twenty years.

When the time came, practically everyone under the age of twenty would come upon hearing its name.

Of course, most were merely trying their luck.

If their aptitude happened to meet the requirements, they would truly rise from the gutter and leap over the dragon gate.

Jun Wangyou slipped deep into the crowd. Ruhua had left far too great a psychological shadow on him.

He never wanted to see her again for the rest of his life.

The Heavenly Dao Sacred Land's mountain gate was extraordinarily magnificent, situated between two towering mountains and inlaid throughout with gold and jade.

Sunlight poured over the gate, making the enormous structure truly resemble the legendary South Heaven Gate.

Majestic, sacred, solemn!

As he stared, Jun Wangyou became lost in thought and even forgot that Ruhua was still searching for him.

Yet his distraction looked entirely different in certain people's eyes.

Beneath the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land's mountain gate, atop a luxurious Dao platform.

Several elders of the Heavenly Dao Sacred Land were conversing.

Each stroked his beard with a smile, possessing the bearing of an immortal sage, like true immortals.

"Hmm?"

At that moment, one elder gave a soft cry of surprise.

His gaze landed on Jun Wangyou, who was standing amid the crowd in a daze.

"Look, isn't that boy having an enlightenment?"

"An enlightenment?"

The elders around him turned toward Jun Wangyou as well and immediately spotted him amid the crowd.

Although hundreds of thousands of people had gathered in the plaza, they recognized Jun Wangyou at a glance.

It could not be helped. Jun Wangyou's bearing was simply too extraordinary.

It was like a phoenix mixed among a flock of chickens. Anyone who was not blind could spot him immediately.

"Huh, he really is having an enlightenment!"

"Damn, he can reach enlightenment just like that?"

"Come to think of it, he has no cultivation at all and has not even undergone Body Foundation. What exactly is he attaining enlightenment in?"

"Uh..."

That remark pulled all the elders back from their surprise.

That was right. Jun Wangyou was clearly a mortal with no cultivation. What could he possibly attain enlightenment in?

Could mortals attain enlightenment?

They could!

But there was one prerequisite: they had to be great Confucian scholars.

Only great scholars who had devoted seventy or eighty years to the Literary Path could possibly attain enlightenment.

Moreover, when such a scholar attained enlightenment, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would automatically pour into his crown, and he could even become an Ascension Realm expert in a single day.

But examples like that were exceedingly rare.

In this world, great scholars capable of attaining enlightenment were even fewer than one could count on their fingers.

It would not be impossible for there to be none at all.

But what about Jun Wangyou?

Was he a great Confucian scholar?

Obviously not, so what exactly had he attained enlightenment in?

All the elders immediately fell into confusion.

Just then, Jun Wangyou, who had been lost in thought all this while, suddenly suffered a bout of chuunibyou.

A passage inexplicably surfaced in his mind.

"Great Sage, why do you go?"

"To shatter the High Heavens!"

"And if you never return?"

"Then I shall never return!"

"So cool. So dashing."

Jun Wangyou muttered. Just a few short words were enough to make his blood boil.

Yet the instant the voice in Jun Wangyou's heart faded.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly erupted, and a vast image slowly rose over the plaza.

It showed the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, wearing a Phoenix-tail Purple Gold Crown, wielding the As-You-Will Golden Cudgel, clad in Golden Chain Mail, charging alone and without hesitation into the Heavenly Court in a tragic, heroic battle.

"Th-this... this is a phenomenon! A heavenly phenomenon!"

Every elder atop the luxurious Dao platform was stunned.

As they gazed upon that tragic scene, one so stirring that even their hearts trembled, the shock in their hearts knew no bounds.

Only those with cultivation could see phenomena.

Thus, although this phenomenon was exceedingly grand, it did not cause much commotion in the plaza.

Jun Wangyou had no idea that a mere accidental bout of chuunibyou had actually summoned a heavenly phenomenon.

The phenomenon came quickly and vanished quickly. Before long, it disappeared.

At that moment, the same voice rang in every elder's heart.

"I am taking this child as my disciple. You know what to do."

All the elders trembled inwardly and hurriedly lowered their heads. "Yes, Sect Master."

Back in the plaza, Jun Wangyou felt somewhat embarrassed after coming to his senses.

He hurriedly looked around. Once he confirmed that no one had noticed his chuunibyou episode, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, someone patted him from behind.

Jun Wangyou shuddered all over, thinking that Ruhua's subordinates had caught up to him.

He turned around stiffly and found that it was not them.

Instead, it was an elderly man dressed in a green Daoist robe, short in stature, refined in appearance, and extraordinary in bearing.

"May I ask who you are?" Jun Wangyou asked doubtfully.

Rather than answering, the old man smiled kindly and asked:

"Child, what is your name?"

Though Jun Wangyou's heart was filled with doubts, he still answered, "Senior, this junior is Jun Wangyou."

"Jun Wangyou..."

The old man lowered his eyes, seeming to ponder something.

A moment later, he looked up and smiled. "A fine name. Forgetting all the worries of the world."

The old man smiled, and Jun Wangyou could only offer an awkward smile in return.

Was that name good?

Of course it was!

His parents had given it to him.

At that moment, the old man's gaze softened as he slowly said:

"Good child, you need not take the assessment. From this moment onward, you are one of the True Disciples of my Heavenly Dao Sacred Land."

"What?"

Jun Wangyou's eyes widened abruptly, his expression blank with astonishment.

Before Jun Wangyou could think any further, the old man said:

"This is not the place to talk. Come back to the Sacred Land with me."

The moment his voice fell, Jun Wangyou felt dizzy and disoriented.

When everything before his eyes became clear again, he found himself atop a cloud-piercing mountain peak with breathtaking scenery.