Even Yunluan, a complete stranger, arranged such a fine cave dwelling for him upon hearing the name Yunmo.
But Xu Long knew that fame was a double-edged sword; it had both advantages and disadvantages.
Bearing the title of the Beast King, he will inevitably be targeted by everyone when selecting core disciples.
Lian Yun Peng is willing to take on any core disciple, so the opposing forces he will face at that time will be considerable.
Moreover, Yunluan had previously mentioned that after the True Lord praised her, the sect leader had heard a thing or two about it.
If, at the final stage of the selection process, the sect leader and the patriarch personally conduct the assessment, how should I handle it?
After sorting through all the events in his mind, Xu Long couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Although the True Lord was thoughtful, he had even prepared Spirit Stone stones and Heavenly Origin Barrier-Breaking Pill for himself.
But he probably didn't expect that not only did he fail to break through to the Immortal Realm as the True Lord had instructed, but he had also already attracted attention.
The subsequent selection process will inevitably face scrutiny from all sides.
Only then did Xu Long realize the immense pressure that the name Yunmo had brought him.
Returning to this blessed land with such a great reputation, they are bound to face everyone's attention and must overcome numerous obstacles to secure a spot.
If you enjoy the benefits of fame and fortune, you must also bear the pressure that comes with it.
Be courageous in the face of pressure, and be courageous in the face of adversity!
This is the steadfast Dao Heart that core disciples should possess; this is the unwavering belief that core disciples should have!
Xu Long remained in the main hall for a long time, then closed his eyes and began to regulate his magical Magic Power.
Inside the Deacon Hall, after registering Yunmo's name on the register, Yunluan sent a message through another jade tablet.
Yunmo, whom Perfected Lord Pinglu praised, has returned to the blessed land to select core disciples!
After Yunluan sent the message, in another small hall within the Deacon Hall, a stern-faced cultivator suddenly raised his head.
Two beams of light shot out from his eyes, as if he wanted to break through all the obstacles in front of him and search for the figure of the Beast King fighting fiercely in the blessed land.
" Yunmo, who fought the Beast King? Very well, I, Yun Xiao, would like to see for myself!"
The cold words came from Yun Xiao's mouth, and an unusual excitement appeared on his usually indifferent face.
Behind Yun Xiao was a deep, winding corridor that seemed to lead to another world, where things could not be discerned by the True Spirit.
This is a separate space where Perfected Yunxiang usually guards the Deacon Hall.
Despite Yun Xiao's naturally aloof and arrogant nature, he dared not make the slightest disrespectful move while occupying the independent space.
This is the deepest part of the Deacon Hall, where it seems that all the disciples of the Deacon Hall have their backs to Perfected Yunxiang.
Although they couldn't see the real people inside the small hall, the independent space behind them always gave them the greatest awe.
After Yun Xiao spoke, Perfected Yunxiang, who was entrenched deep within the Deacon Hall, also slightly curled the corners of his mouth:
That little guy really did come back; this year's selection of core disciples is going to be interesting.
Yunmo, who fought valiantly against the Beast King, mustn't let them down...
After a moment of distraction, Perfected Yunxiang pondered the matter of the core disciples, then condensed a wisp of his True Spirit and transmitted the message to a certain place.
After doing all this, he focused his mind and began to introspectively deduce his own path and destiny.
Nestled within a picturesque and beautiful mountain range, a frail disciple in blue robes sat cross-legged in the main hall atop the golden roof, meditating with his eyes closed.
He wore a gold hairpin in his hair and a blue robe, but like Yun Peng, there were two golden dragons coiled on the cuffs of his blue robe.
While seated in the main hall, his breathing was deep and resonant, the aura of Mystic Immortal cultivator deeply concealed within his body.
The young cultivator had a gentle face and a lean body, but there was always an air of frailty between his brows.
Although young, she looked like someone who had been ill for a long time, giving off a frail and delicate feeling.
Phew!
A crane's cry suddenly came from beyond the mountains, and the young man slightly opened his eyes.
A gentle smile played on his lips as he addressed the Luan Crane outside the main hall:
"What brings you here now?"
The moment the young cultivator spoke, the deep corridor inside the hall vanished.
The Luan Crane outside the hall flew low all the way into a separate space deep inside the hall.
Inside the hall, Luan Crane circled and danced around him, like a child clinging to its elders, as playful as a child.
Haha, aren't you going to tell me?
The young cultivator spoke again with a smile, temporarily abandoning his cultivation amidst the presence of the Luan Crane.
He gently placed a hand on the Luan Crane's wing, and the Luan Crane slowly came to rest beside him.
"Gurgle..."
The Luan Crane lowered its long, sharp beak and let out a long, thin cry in the young cultivator's ear.
He was very pleased with the affectionate gesture, and patted the Luan Crane's wings with the back of his hand. The Luan Crane in the hall once again rose up and flew low away.
The young cultivator, who was perched behind the wooden table, smiled slightly, a few strange lights flashing in his eyes, which even dispelled some of the weak aura around him.
"Senior Brother Yun Kun went to relieve Yun Peng in guarding the dojo. Yun Peng has returned this time. I didn't expect that Yunmo, who fought the Beast King, would also be back. Being the senior brother of Yun Feng is not an easy job..."
Yun Feng recalled the long howl Yun Peng let out when he first arrived at the sect, and the arrogant figure of Yun Peng instantly appeared in his mind.
Then, for some unknown reason, he superimposed the figure of Yunmo, whom he had never met before, onto Yun Peng's image...
A sigh escaped from the beautiful mountains, and the golden-roofed hall returned to its former tranquility.
On another enormous mountain range, there stands a magnificent golden-domed palace.
Even the thick clouds and fog could not completely cover it, and countless Luan Crane and cranes surrounded it day and night.
Outside the magnificent main hall, there are also smaller halls, forming a continuous complex that surrounds the central main hall like stars around the moon.
This mountain range is filled with ethereal music and shimmering light; the sounds of bronze tripods and golden bells never cease, and the crimson and silver radiance never stops.
Inside the central golden-roofed hall, countless eternal lamps were lit, each adorned with a precious pearl, illuminating the hall with brilliant, dazzling light.
This is the mountain range where the sect leader of the Jade Screen Sect School resides, the place where Perfected Yun Long is stationed!
When the Jade Screen Sect School was first established, the founder said, "Without magnificence, there is no way to display authority."
The construction of this golden-roofed hall atop these rolling mountains truly took a great deal of effort, leaving behind a precious legacy for future generations.
Looking at the grand hall on the mountain now, it was dazzling and brightly lit, seemingly reflecting the sun and moon.
A sense of majesty and solemnity arose in the cultivator's heart.
Inside the central golden-roofed hall, a middle-aged man dressed entirely in blue robes sat in meditation.
His blue robe not only had two Longyou at the cuffs, but also a brocade dragon rising up at the chest.
The rising dragon stared straight ahead, giving anyone who came to see the sect leader a feeling of being scrutinized.
Perfected Yun Long had a dignified and imposing appearance, his hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a golden jade belt was tied around his waist.
He remained quietly seated inside the main hall, waiting for a jade tablet hidden in his sleeve to flash with a slight energy fluctuation.
His closed eyes snapped open in an instant, and a captivating gaze was cast into the distance.
When his gaze was directed at him, his dignified face seemed to come alive, exuding an aura of authority without anger.
Upon receiving Yunxiang's message, Perfected Yun Long frowned slightly and remained silent in the main hall for a long time.
As if pondering something, he stretched out his left hand in the air, calculating cause and effect.
He had actually heard of the Yunmo cultivator whom Perfected Lord Pinglu had praised.
This Perfected Lord Pinglu is a figure of the same generation as the Ancestor, so it is truly rare for him to praise me.
But as the Jade Screen Sect, he had seen too many outstanding talents, including himself, who was a dragon among men.
However, the path of cultivation is fraught with peril, and a slight misstep can lead to one's demise on the journey.
So even though he knew Yunmo had returned, he didn't pay much attention to Yunxiang's message.
He silently calculated in his heart where the opportunity for the Jade Screen Sect School lay this time.
Since taking over as sect leader, Yunlong has been revered by thousands, but he always feels like he is walking on thin ice.
Of the core disciples selected together at the time, only a few have survived to this day.
Everything within the sect weighed heavily on their shoulders like an immense burden.
As the sect expanded, some cultivators established families within the sect.
The influx of numerous family cultivators has led to a more refined development of sects that were previously growing wildly.
However, these family cultivators often share the same interests and form factions within the sect.
Now that the sect is developing and rising, they can also contribute manpower and effort.
What if the sect weakens? Will they still contribute their manpower and resources? Or will they turn against the sect?
As the sect leader, Yunlong considered things more deeply than Yunxiang. Above him were the sect's elders in seclusion, and below him were disciples who had not yet matured.
The Jade Screen Sect School may seem large, but it always seems to lack core members.
He had originally placed high hopes on Yun Kun, but unexpectedly Yun Kun met with misfortune, and Yun Peng was an arrogant person.
Therefore, when news of the anomaly in the Vast Sea arrived, he knew he had to immediately restart the selection process for core disciples.
All of this was not merely to unite the sect and explore the strange phenomena within the Vast Sea.
This was also to reshuffle the ranks of some deeply entrenched forces within the sect.
Let those family cultivators see clearly who the core strength of the Jade Screen Sect School truly is!
Therefore, the selection criteria for core disciples will definitely be relaxed this time, and disciples may even be selected solely based on combat strength.
Following this strange phenomenon in the Vast Sea, Yunlong had already planned everything in his mind.
He not only wanted to select qualified reserve disciples, but also to reshuffle the power structure within the sect, and to explore the vast Vast Sea.
Just when everything was going smoothly, the cultivator Yunmo suddenly barged in.
He stirred up the waters that Yunlong had prepared, like an uncontrolled catfish.
Yunlong wanted to intimidate the clan cultivators, while the clan cultivators also wanted to gain more benefits.
They will use every means to win over promising cultivators in order to strengthen their power.
Yunmo...
Yunlong muttered the word to himself as he continued calculating with his hands.
After a long silence, a heavy sigh echoed through the hall...
" Yunmo, who fought the Beast King, is back? Yun Peng, Yun Feng, Yun Xiao, plus me, Yun Feng, and now there's the unknown Yunmo! What exactly does this selection process mean...?"
On atop a colossal mountain, a beautiful young female cultivator, her brows furrowed, held a jade tablet between her slender fingers as she muttered to herself inside the main hall.
"Haha! Feng girl, you've already met the first few disciples, but have you heard of Yunmo?"
"The news that has been relayed back says that the Perfected Lord Pinglu personally praised him, a rare honor in this Boundless Wilderness!"
Standing beside Yun Feng was a middle-aged cultivator, whose hair was tied up with a gold hairpin and who was dressed in a blue robe.
He looked weary, with wrinkles around his eyes that formed an inverted triangle when his eyes opened and closed.
A wisp of beard grew under his chin, but perhaps due to excessive thinking, his once long beard had become somewhat sparse.
Judging from his appearance, he seems to be a shrewd and calculating person.
When he stood before Yun Feng, he was slightly hunched over. Although his aura was long and deep, he did not have the imposing presence of Yunlong or Yunxiang.
At this moment, inside Yun Feng's cave, he spoke to the girl beside him with a slightly thoughtful expression.
The girl wore a blue robe, with two Longyou swimming along the cuffs.
Her face was like jade, her features like a rainbow, and her long hair was casually tied up with a single golden hairpin, a symbol that she was still unmarried.
Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were so lively and expressive, and when she was thinking, she even seemed to have a touch of coquettish charm.
The ever-burning lamp illuminated her beautiful face, and her exquisite figure could be seen in the long, slender shadow cast on the ground.
The girl inside the main hall was Yun Feng. Her aura was supple and unyielding, like brocade that could not be cut.
Upon hearing the middle-aged cultivator's words, her already furrowed brows deepened, and her expression turned somewhat cold.
"What do you mean, Uncle? Do you really want your niece to befriend some unknown disciple? Is your niece just a tool for you? Is this how Father and Uncle treat their children?!"
"Um, Feng girl, that's not what I meant..."
"I only received a message from Yunluan. He deliberately arranged for that cultivator Yunmo to be in this mountain range, with you cultivators. I was thinking, Feng girl, since you're in the mountains, could you take the opportunity to investigate? If he's usable..."
"Enough! Uncle! Your niece is tired, please go back! Inside this hall, I can still call you Uncle, but once we leave, I can only call you Yun Zhang!"
Yun Zhang was interrupted by Yun Feng as he was speaking.
Then she raised her eyebrows, and an extreme chill filled the vast hall.
Upon hearing Yun Zhang speak in a cold voice, Yun Feng's heart trembled, and he instinctively wanted to bow and apologize.
But then he realized there were no outsiders here, so the two of them treated each other with the respect due to elders.
So his slightly hunched back remained frozen in mid-air, which looked rather comical.
But Yun Feng's face showed no smile at this moment; her brows were frosty, which made her appear even more heroic.