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"The enrollment assessment of the Cloud Hidden Sacred Sect has finally begun..."
On this day, Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan arrived at the foot of the Cloud Hidden Sacred Sect.
Lin Qiubai's heart was stirred.
Within the Cloud Hidden Sacred Sect, there were two groups of Essence of Artistic Conception.
If he could incorporate them into the Nine Origin Creation Ruler, which was originally only of royal grade, it would gradually advance in rank.
A perfected Nine Origin Creation Ruler would be a quasi-immortal grade Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifact!
A quasi-immortal grade Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifact was something that even life and Death Profound Realm Warriors would covet immensely.
Once it came into existence, it would surely provoke a bloody storm.
Moreover, this Nine Origin Creation Ruler could also nurture a Nine Origin Creation Embryo.
Lin Qiubai's mood was difficult to calm.
The Nine Origin Creation Embryo was the only one in the Three Thousand Great Realms.
Thinking of this, Lin Qiubai wished he could immediately gather the nine Sources.
However, gathering all nine Essence of Artistic Conception would likely take quite some time. One cannot rush to eat hot tofu.
Thus, Lin Qiubai collected his thoughts and focused on what lay ahead.
The assessment location was already filled with vibrant Young Martial Artists.
They came from nearby states, preparing to participate in the entrance examination of Yun Yin Sheng Zong.
However, out of the distance of twenty-three million miles, only Lin Qiubai traveled far to seek education.
This is not because Yun Yin Sheng Zong lacks fame.
Rather, the Xian Sheng Dynasty has Nine Great Sacred Lands, and any Sect that can be part of a Holy Land has a solid foundation.
Moreover, the Nine Great Sacred Lands certainly would not cluster around the imperial capital.
Some states, due to various historical reasons, can actually have their own Holy Sect.
A Holy Sect can radiate influence over surrounding regions, which leads many talented individuals to avoid long journeys to study at Yun Yin Sheng Zong.
Of course, Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan are exceptions.
Yuan Chonghuan enjoys traveling through famous mountains and rivers, dreaming of finding a sword technique that allows him to fly with a sword.
On the other hand, Lin Qiubai has been determined to come after being taught by Yun Ge Master.
Naturally, the examination site is not only filled with Young Martial Artists participating in the assessment.
There are also martial artists who come to join the excitement and act as spectators.
They may have never had a chance with a Holy Sect, but that does not prevent them from attending the event and gathering some impressive material.
"Lin Brother, it's good to see you again. Your striking White Robe can be noticed from afar..."
Tang Fengxue, dressed in luxurious attire, had just descended from a Golden Palanquin and casually stood beside Lin Qiubai, chatting non-stop.
Although he was crushed by Lin Qiubai at the Bailu Mountain Restaurant, he accepted it willingly.
Now that he had joined the Holy Sect, it was naturally unwise to make enemies.
"It is said that newcomers entering the Yun Yin Sheng Zong will undergo a wave of brutal trials," Tang Fengxue said.
"I am aware of this matter as well. It is a custom of the Holy Sect. The sharp-tongued ones, regardless of who they are, will be attended to by the seniors, who will temper their sharpness," Xia Qingye remarked as he approached Lin Qiubai.
Lin Qiubai nodded slightly. Tempering sharpness? Interesting...
"That White-Robed Youth must be Lin Qiubai from Northern Liang Province, right?"
"There's no mistake. His demeanor is quite unique."
The crowd looked at the tall and slender Lin Qiubai, unable to help but discuss among themselves.
Lin Qiubai was a well-known figure among martial artists in the city.
In everyone's eyes, he was undoubtedly the best among his peers.
Thus, when Lin Qiubai appeared, numerous gazes filled with awe and respect were directed at him. The attention was extremely high.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Three loud bells resonated from the Holy Sect, shaking the hearts and souls of the young disciples below. The boys at the foot of the Holy Sect fell silent in an instant.
They all held their breath, waiting for the host to speak.
After a moment, a White-Robed Elder stood at Cloud Summit, looking down at the many young disciples.
"Joining the Holy Sect is simple. If you can reach my side within a minute by ascending this Sky Ladder, you will become a disciple of Yun Yin Sect. Now, the assessment begins!"
The voice of the White-Robed Elder echoed out.
Everyone felt a chill and displayed expressions of despair.
"Is this assessment really that simple?!"
Some of the youths complained, their faces filled with hopelessness.
"The Sky Ladder assessment is profound and specifically designed to test the cultivation talent of disciples using ancient Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifacts.
It will set pressure based on the candidate's bone age, cultivation level, and Spirit-Level High-Grade Artifact.
Moreover, with each step ascended, the pressure will increase dramatically... making it extremely difficult!"
"Seeing the Sky Ladder assessment, I knew I was doomed!"
"The Sky Ladder only accepts one hundred and eight participants! This time, the pressure on us is immense."
The young men looked at the Sky Ladder with worried expressions. The competition was fierce with such a challenging assessment method.
While everyone was still in the preparation phase, Lin Qiubai and Yuan Chonghuan had already made their move. One in a white robe and the other in purple, they charged up the Sky Ladder like a thunderbolt.
Lin Qiubai faced no obstacles as he soared upward, quickly reaching the top of the clouds.
Yuan Chonghuan, however, lagged behind. On the last few Stairs, he struggled to maintain his initial pace. His speed slowed, transforming from a swift dash into a painstaking climb, step by step.
Nevertheless, after a brief moment, he too reached the top of the clouds. Turning around, he stood side by side with Lin Qiubai, looking down triumphantly.
The young men were utterly astonished; the legendary Sky Ladder, which was said to be incredibly difficult, had been ascended so effortlessly!
"The Sky Ladder has weakened. I can do it too."
This was their first reaction.
With this thought in mind, they felt an overwhelming excitement and rushed toward the Sky Ladder, trying to mimic Lin Qiubai's carefree style as they dashed upward.
However, their attempts were more akin to "drawing a tiger but ending up with a dog."
Lacking real strength but recklessly charging upward only led to their own humiliation.
They not only failed to match Lin Qiubai's grace but instead floundered like drowning dogs, awkwardly crawling forward.
After a brief struggle, this group of overly confident young men could no longer bear the pressure and fell back down, covered in dirt and disappointment as they gazed up at the Sky Ladder.
Seeing this, the martial artists observing from behind burst into laughter.
"Indeed, only Lin Qiubai can play like this. This is the difference between Lin Qiubai and other youths."
"Yes, only Lin Qiubai can effortlessly show off."
Lin Qiubai was speechless.
Why are they starting to praise him again?
He shook his head and ignored them.
Lin Qiubai's gaze fell on the Sky Ladder.
In the capital, most of the Sixth Young Masters of the Thirty-Six Young Masters were steadily climbing the ladder.
At this moment, they were almost reaching the cloud summit.
Among the youths approaching the summit, there were also quite a few Dark Horses.
Some of these youths were hardly known to the public. Yet, they steadily made their way to Lin Qiubai's side.
...
"The assessment is over."
The White-Robed Elder waved his hand, and the Sky Ladder slowly retracted...
Those youths who were prepared to continue trying were filled with sorrow, as if they had failed an important exam. Some even silently wiped away their tears.
Being eliminated meant they would never have a chance to join the Holy Sect in this lifetime...
"Wait!"
A loud shout suddenly rang out from not far away, and a figure in an Azure Robe rushed over, landing at the assessment site of the Yun Yin Sect in the blink of an eye.
"I’m late, Elder. Could you please delay the assessment for ten breaths? I won’t take long, just ten breaths."
The Azure Robed Youth spoke hurriedly, looking at the White-Robed Elder.
"What is meant to be will be; what is not meant to be cannot be forced. Since you have missed it, it is fate that you are not destined for this."
Elder Wei waved his sleeve, refusing.
"Hmph! A worthless broom is still cherished. With these ragtag bunches standing on Yun Yin's peak, I can knock them all down. Do you believe me?"
The Azure Robed Youth glanced disdainfully at the one hundred and eight youths beside Elder Wei.
Lin Qiubai smirked, revealing a malicious smile.
He took out the Divine Pill Token and tossed it into the hands of the Azure Robed Youth.
The Azure Robed Youth was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with joy. With this token, he could disregard the rules and enter the Holy Sect!
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