Teachers Said Three Times, Absolutely Do Not Choose the Intercepting Sect

"Classmates."

"You can forget anything else today, but there is one sentence that must be engraved into your brains."

"Do not choose the Intercepting Sect."

"Do not choose the Intercepting Sect."

"Do not choose the Intercepting Sect!"

Jiangcheng No. 1 Transcendent High School, Class 7 of the senior year.

Head teacher Chen Qingshan stood in front of the podium, repeating it three times in a row.

When saying it for the last time, he even raised his hand and heavily knocked twice on the blackboard behind him.

Thud! Thud!

A wave of low laughter suddenly sounded in the previously relatively quiet classroom.

"Old Chen is truly afraid that we won't think things through."

"Nonsense, a few years ago, a guy at the neighboring school was stubborn, firmly believing he could defy the heavens and change his fate, and entered the Intercepting Sect."

"And then?"

"Then when the school held a memorial service for him, didn't you attend?"

In the back row of the classroom, Lin Yuan slowly raised his head.

Looking at everything around him that was both familiar and unfamiliar, his gaze was somewhat blank.

He had time-traveled.

Just five minutes ago, he was still an ordinary corporate slave who had been binge-reading novels all night until three in the morning.

Opening his eyes again, he was already sitting right here.

The good news was that extraordinary powers existed in this world.

The bad news was that today was the day senior high school students entered the Primordial Investiture of the Gods Secret Realm.

Once they entered, they were on their own for life or death.

Lin Yuan rubbed the space between his brows.

This starting point...

Is a bit too stimulating.

Memories of the original body continuously surged in.

Thirty years ago, a large number of mysterious teleportation stones simultaneously appeared in various places across Blue Star.

On that day, humanity also discovered for the first time that the legendary mythological world truly existed.

All young people reaching the age of eighteen could obtain one opportunity to enter the Primordial Secret Realm.

As long as they returned alive.

Cultivation levels, cultivation techniques, divine abilities, and magical treasures could all be brought back to reality.

Some were merely ordinary high school students when they entered.

Returning a year later, they were already Immortals capable of soaring through the air on flying swords.

Even that pillar of the nation currently guarding the southeast defense line of the Dragon Kingdom was a student who had walked out of the Primordial Secret Realm back then.

Therefore, for the youth of Blue Star, this opportunity practically determined their entire lives.

And the most important matter before entering the secret realm was—

Choosing a faction.

Chen Qingshan scanned the entire class, confirming that everyone was listening attentively, before continuing to speak.

"Currently, after thirty years of exploration, three optional factions have been determined in the Primordial Investiture of the Gods Secret Realm."

"Human Sect."

"Explanatory Sect."

"Intercepting Sect."

"The Human Sect has the fewest disciples and practices non-action and tranquility. Choosing the Human Sect yields the highest survival rate, but obtaining high-tier cultivation techniques and true grand fortuitous encounters is also the most difficult."

"The Explanatory Sect is different."

Saying this, Chen Qingshan's tone became noticeably heavier.

"The Explanatory Sect is a Saint's great sect, and the Twelve Golden Immortals are renowned throughout the Primordial World, furthermore being among the final victors of the Investiture of the Gods Calamity."

"The danger is indeed high."

"The historical average mortality rate is close to forty percent."

"Yet once you survive, the gains obtained are often far greater than those of the Human Sect."

The atmosphere in the classroom visibly heated up.

A male student in the front row directly laughed: "Teacher Chen, I have already decided. I'll choose the Explanatory Sect."

The person speaking was named Chen Yue.

The monitor of Class 7.

He was also recognized as the number one genius of this cohort at Jiangcheng No. 1 High School.

"I choose the Explanatory Sect too."

"Take a gamble, and a bicycle turns into a motorcycle."

"Since I've already entered the Primordial World and still only want to save my life, I might as well stay on Blue Star delivering takeout."

"Exactly."

Youths were full of youthful vigor.

Out of the forty-sewen people in the entire class, at least thirty-odd had locked in the Explanatory Sect early on.

Chen Qingshan was not surprised by this.

What he truly worried about was never the Explanatory Sect.

Rather, it was that option which was practically tantamount to death.

"As for the Intercepting Sect."

The classroom gradually quieted down.

The expression on Chen Qingshan's face also turned stern.

"I know many of you like to read Primordial materials."

"Myriad Immortals coming to court."

"Teaching without discrimination."

"Numerous disciples under its banner."

"It certainly sounds imposing."

"Yet I will remind you once more."

"This is the Investiture of the Gods Secret Realm!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the students who had been somewhat restless just moments ago immediately calmed down significantly.

Chen Qingshan said coldly:

"During the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, the Intercepting Sect lost."

"The Execution of Immortals Formation was defeated."

"The Myriad Immortals Formation was defeated."

"A massive number of members died and were placed on the Investiture list, and many of the remaining disciples were taken away by other great sects."

"Over the past thirty years, a total of four thousand three hundred and seventy-two students in the Dragon Kingdom have chosen the Intercepting Sect."

Chen Qingshan paused.

"The final number of those who returned safely—"

"Zero."

The classroom fell completely silent.

Even though they had known this figure long ago, hearing it again still made everyone feel their scalps tingle.

A one hundred percent mortality rate.

This could no longer be called taking a risk.

It belonged to pure suicide.

A female student couldn't help whispering: "What if someone is exceptionally good at hiding? Not participating in anything and just staying hidden until the Investiture of the Gods ends?"

Chen Qingshan glanced at her.

"Someone tried it."

"When the fortune of the Intercepting Sect completely collapsed, implicated by the faction ties, that student who had already hidden in the Overseas Realm for tens of thousands of years perished all the same."

The female student shrank her neck.

"Not choosing it."

"Even if beaten to death, I won't choose it."

A burst of laughter rang out in the classroom once more.

Yet Lin Yuan fell silent.

Of course he knew about the Investiture of the Gods.

And he knew it in far greater detail than the vast majority of people in this world.

Why did the Intercepting Sect lose?

Who died?

And how did they die?

He had some impression of all these things in his mind.

Shiji.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island.

The Ten Heavenly Lords.

Zhao Gongming.

The Three Cloud Sisters.

Wen Zhong.

Holy Mother Huo Ling...

Name after name popped up.

Lin Yuan frowned.

Looking at it this way, the Intercepting Sect really cannot be chosen.

No matter how fierce they are in the early stages, the end result is a total party wipe.

I might as well go to the Explanatory Sect.

He had just made his decision.

A crisp prompt suddenly sounded deep within his mind.

[Ding!]

[Detected that the host is about to enter the Primordial Investiture of the Gods Secret Realm.]

[Fate-Reversal Inheritance has been activated.]

Lin Yuan's expression froze.

Immediately afterward, a line of extremely concise information appeared in his consciousness.

[Fate-Reversal Inheritance: Change the destiny of someone who was originally supposed to die in the Investiture of the Gods Calamity, allowing them to truly survive their predetermined mortal calamity, and you will permanently inherit their strongest ability.]

Lin Yuan stared at this sentence.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

He suddenly straightened his body.

Wait a minute.

Change the destiny of a dead person?

The stronger the person who died, wouldn't he profit more?

That series of names that had just made his scalp tingle surfaced in his mind once again.

Shiji.

The Four Sages of Nine-Dragon Island.

The Ten Heavenly Lords.

Zhao Gongming.

The Three Cloud Sisters...

Lin Yuan's breathing gradually grew somewhat hurried.

When other people entered the Intercepting Sect, what they saw was a death list.

When it came to him—

How did it feel like an SSR prize pool?

Especially the level of Zhao Gongming and the Three Cloud Sisters.

Every single one of them was a top-tier Immortal of the Intercepting Sect.

If he dragged them out of their predetermined mortal calamities by force...

What could he inherit?

Abilities related to the Sea-Calming Pearls?

Array mastery?

Daluo-realm combat talent?

The more Lin Yuan thought about it, the more preposterous he felt it was.

"Good grief."

"This cheat of yours somewhat implies forcing me to jump into a fire pit."

At this time, Chen Qingshan on the podium had already glanced at the time.

"The teleportation array will open immediately."

"Everyone, confirm your faction one last time."

"I'll remind you once more, absolutely do not be impulsive."

"Especially the Intercepting Sect."

Class monitor Chen Yue laughed first: "Don't worry, Teacher, who in their right mind would joke with their life?"

Someone nearby immediately chimed in.

"Only a fool would choose the Intercepting Sect."

"Right, the answer tested with the lives of over four thousand predecessors—if anyone still dares to choose it, how suicidal must they be?"

The corners of Lin Yuan's mouth twitched slightly.

Why did it feel like someone was pointing at him?

Soon.

That archaic bluestone in the center of the classroom suddenly lit up.

Buzz!

Spatial fluctuations spread.

Three faction imprints appeared in front of all the students.

Purple.

Golden.

Blood-red.

"Begin!"

At Chen Qingshan's command.

Rays of light immediately rose.

The golden ones were the most numerous.

A full forty-plus rays.

Representing the Explanatory Sect.

Several other rays were the purple divine light of the Human Sect.

Chen Qingshan scanned carefully in a circle, a satisfied smile finally appearing on his face.

Very good.

They were all children who listened to advice.

However, the very next moment.

Boom!

A dazzling blood-red divine light surged up from the back row of the classroom without any warning!

The red light reflected half of the classroom, dyeing it in the color of blood.

The smile on Chen Qingshan's face froze.

The whole class turned their heads at the same time.

The dead silence lasted for a full two seconds.

Chen Qingshan's eyes widened abruptly.

"What the fuck!"

"Who the hell chose the Intercepting Sect?!"

At the center of the blood-red divine light.

Lin Yuan's figure gradually grew ethereal.

Before leaving, he also heard an exclamation from his desk mate nearby that nearly cracked his voice.

"Lin Yuan?!"

"Are you out of your mind?!"

Lin Yuan did not have time to reply.

His consciousness had already been completely swept away by a terrifying spatial force.

His final thought consisted of only a single sentence.

Whether he was out of his mind or not, he did not know.

But this Intercepting Sect—

He was truly going to choose it today!