Every Time He Cultivated, the People in the Bullet Comments Wanted to Laugh

After the ad ended, another person stepped forward at the foot of the mountain.

"Junior Brother looked far too pathetic. It seems Senior Brother will have to do this himself."

Facing Zhang Yun's earlier predicament, Zhao Ting chuckled. The two of them had always been rivals.

Now that he could see Zhang Yun suffer a setback, he naturally took the chance to kick him while he was down.

With that said, Zhao Ting ignored everyone else and stepped directly onto the narrow mountain path.

It was incredibly slippery. The way Zhao Ting slid down was exactly the same as Zhang Yun.

As expected of disciples from the same sect.

With two people failing to climb the mountain in a row, the others began to reconsider.

"Heh, Junior Brother, so all you have is a tough mouth."

When Zhang Yun saw Zhao Ting end up just like him, he burst out laughing without the slightest concern for the other man's dignity.

Laughing was one thing.

Others could laugh too.

But there was a problem.

Who could go up?

Faced with such a bizarre mountain path, even if the inheritance was up there, they could not reach it.

"You are all prodigies. My cultivation is still shallow, so I shall not compete with you Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers for first place."

A long-haired man in green robes voluntarily withdrew from the contest for first place. He stepped back and fell silent.

No one wanted to go?

The prodigies present were all renowned figures in their respective sects. No one wanted to embarrass themselves in front of disciples from other sects.

"How about... I give it a try?"

Lin Hao did not know why. He had originally had no intention of going up, but a sudden urge rose within him.

It was strange.

Since Lin Hao had barely spoken earlier, this was the first time the others had noticed the man in white.

He had an outstanding bearing and a fairly handsome face.

But if he wanted to be the one to take the lead, it would depend on whether he had the ability.

"What level is your cultivation?"

"Early Qi Refining."

Lin Hao answered without hesitation.

Yet when the others heard it, they were stunned.

Early Qi Refining?

Who among those present was not at late Qi Refining? Even the weakest were at mid-stage Qi Refining.

Could someone with that cultivation enter the secret realm?

Had the Azure Mountain Sect run out of people?

Faced with their gazes, Lin Hao felt somewhat helpless.

He did not want to show off either, but he had a feeling that something up there was fated for him.

Besides, his early Qi Refining stage seemed somewhat different from other people's early Qi Refining stage.

There was no point wasting time below. He had to go up and try.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Hao released a faint thread of spiritual energy around his body. With his limited cultivation, this was already the most he could manage.

He stepped onto the mountain path.

At once, he felt a fierce gale.

The gale contained no spiritual energy, yet it carried immense resistance.

The spiritual energy around him dissolved the resistance. Lin Hao climbed one step after another and, after only a few steps, vanished into the mist.

He made it up?

They, late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, could not make it up, yet a mere early-stage Qi Refining cultivator had succeeded?

At that moment, the production crew was equally dumbfounded.

"Production Crew: Props department? Where the hell is the props department? Didn't you say that unless we went easy on them, no one would make it up?"

"Props Department: ..."

"Production Crew: Deduct one month's bonus from the props department."

"Props Department: ..."

"This mountain climb is..."

The instant he disappeared into the mist, Lin Hao had just been about to say something when he lost consciousness.

That was right.

He had been knocked out by the mist again.

Since someone had successfully climbed the mountain, the wind resistance the others faced was lowered as well. One after another, they stepped into the mist.

Then everyone passed out together.

A professional secret realm often required only the simplest methods.

A mysterious space.

Inside a small room, Lin Hao felt dizzy and utterly weak.

This was the second time.

He remembered having the same symptoms at the entrance. Now that it was happening again, he had likely entered another mysterious place.

He carefully examined his surroundings. The place looked ancient and elegant, but aside from four doors, there was nothing but empty air.

What was this place?

Another choice?

[Second Trial: Azure Willow Labyrinth.]

[Every hour, each person may open one door. Behind every door may lie an opportunity or danger. There is only one exit in the entire labyrinth. Good luck.]

In the ancient space, Senior Ling'er's voice rang out from nowhere, explaining the rules.

Azure Willow Labyrinth?

Thinking over Senior Ling'er's words, Lin Hao examined the four doors before reaching out and pushing one open.

Creak.

The door opened, revealing the exact same decorating style. He had no idea whether the rooms had been designed by the same interior design company.

Only, there was a small box on the floor.

Was this the so-called opportunity or danger?

He stepped into the room, and the door behind him slowly closed.

"The construction is decent, but the methods still lack a sense of mystery. It's missing something."

Gu Yuan descended beside Lin Hao. His gaze passed through the so-called doors and rooms, completely grasping the structure of the entire Azure Willow Labyrinth.

That included the mechanisms in certain places, as well as what was inside those boxes.

After all, he was a genuine Golden Core cultivator.

The nine livestream rooms each displayed a different scene.

Some people had already opened treasure chests and obtained the items inside.

There were tissues, unidentified little stones, fragments of routes, and some rather marvelous-looking fruits.

"Why is it a steamed bun?"

"And it's still hot?"

"With meat filling?"

Lin Hao opened the box before him. Seeing the steaming bun inside, his expression immediately turned strange.

What happened to the opportunities? What happened to the dangers?

It was just a bun?

Well, he actually was a little hungry now.

He used spiritual energy to test the bun for poison, then took a bite.

Juice splattered everywhere, and the meat aroma was perfect.

It was simply a rare, excellent bun.

You ask why I described a bun in such detail?

All I can say is...

[Li's Steamed Bun Shop! Five hundred stores nationwide! Our signature jumbo pork bun is rich with meaty fragrance! Wow, so delicious! Mom, I want another one!]

Bullet comments: ...

That was right, it was an ad.

Otherwise, why would there be food and daily necessities in those boxes?

How else would they get money without advertising?

Thanks to our generous sponsors for supporting the program.

Lin Hao looked like an actor hired to promote the pork bun. All that could be said was that the bun was simply too delicious.

After eating and drinking his fill, all he could do was wait quietly.

For others, the process was exceedingly long, but for Lin Hao, it was different.

After all, he truly knew how to cultivate.

Usually, there was either a plotline or a mission. Someone was always interrupting his cultivation.

This free time was simply too precious.

Cultivate!

He had to cultivate!

Thus, Lin Hao sat cross-legged, let out a satisfied burp, and began circulating the Qi Refining Formula.

The bullet comments were already used to Lin Hao's behavior.

It was just that every time he cultivated, the people in the bullet comments wanted to laugh.

Go ahead and cultivate. No matter how hard you cultivated, you would never succeed in the end.

After all, this was a variety show.

He was still too young. He believed anything.