The Whole Class Chose the Clan of Enlightenment, While I Defied Fate to Become a Saint in the截教

The [Primordial World: Investiture of the Gods Secret Realm] has appeared on Blue Star. Every eighteen-year-old student gets just one chance in their lifetime to enter. Before entering, they can choose a faction: the Human Sect, the Chan Sect, or the Jie Sect. Countless predecessors on Blue Star have already reached a consensus: the Human Sect is the safest, but its potential is limited. The Chan Sect has a mortality rate of roughly forty percent, but offers abundant resources and a greater chance of obtaining a Sage's legacy. It is universally considered the best choice. As for the Jie Sect? Over the past thirty years, more than four thousand people have chosen that faction. Not a single one has returned alive. Everyone knows why. The Divine Investiture Tribulation. The Myriad Immortals Formation. Four Sages surrounding Tongtian. The fall of the Jie Sect's myriad immortals. The annihilation of its lineage. Once you choose the Jie Sect, even if you play it safe all the way to the Great All-Encompassing Golden Immortal realm, you will still be dragged into the tribulation when the sect's remaining providence finally collapses. Before they enter the Primordial World Secret Realm, their teacher warns them again and again: "Do not choose the Jie Sect! Whatever you do, do not choose the Jie Sect!" So the entire class rushes to latch onto the Chan Sect. Only Lin Yuan, looking at his newly awakened [Fate-Defying Inheritance], quietly chooses the Jie Sect.

Save someone originally destined to die in the Divine Investiture Tribulation, and you will permanently inherit their strongest ability!

Lin Yuan takes another look at the Jie Sect's long list of doomed members, and his eyes light up. Shiji? Save her! The Four Sages of Nine Dragons Island? Save all four! The Ten Heavenly Lords? Those aren't the Ten Absolute Formations-that's a ten-pull! Zhao Gongming, the Three Firmaments, Wen Zhong... Where everyone else sees a list of inevitable deaths in the Investiture of the Gods, Lin Yuan sees an entire SSR prize pool! The selections are complete. Just as everyone thinks no one has been foolish enough to court death, a blood-red pillar of divine light representing the Jie Sect shoots into the sky. The homeroom teacher blurts out, "Holy shit!" "Who the hell chose the Jie Sect?!"