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"What does 'Central Sovereign' really mean?" The high-ranking members of the Five Great Sects gathered, their hearts filled with unease, sensing an ominous sign.
The Ten Thousand Methods Conference, held once every hundred years, had been changed after five hundred years to the Extreme Challenge Tournament, summoning all sects from across the land to participate. Now, it was announced that anyone could join the Ten Thousand Methods Conference, regardless of whether they belonged to a sect or not.
No one knew what the Central Sovereign was thinking, but such actions were highly unusual. Was this grand mobilization merely to intimidate the world?
The Five Great Sects entered the vast outer area of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain through five arched stone gates, while thousands of disciples from various sects and countless Loose Cultivators entered through a massive square gate.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain was expansive, with lush vegetation and rugged rocks. Some plants towered several dozen feet high, and strange beasts occasionally darted through the underbrush like startled birds, having sensed the large gathering of human cultivators surrounding the mountain as if preparing for a sweep.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain was far larger than a royal city, stretching for thousands of miles. It was essentially a mountain range with diverse terrains, including swamps, perilous cliffs, and habitats for giant beasts and venomous insects. Some formidable monsters had thrived in Heavenly Mechanism Mountain for generations and had become quite powerful.
Heavenly Mechanism Mountain dwarfed the Haotian Secret Realm by more than ten times in size, with towering peaks that pierced the clouds.
At its summit, above the clouds, many sections of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain were fractured yet floated in mid-air without any visible support, maintaining an eternal stance that appeared mystical and ethereal.
Many cultivators speculated that this enchanting landscape might not be entirely natural but rather constructed by some Supreme Beings using their immense power to create everything about Heavenly Mechanism Mountain, including those floating fragments of rock.
Time could erode and damage Heavenly Mechanism Mountain; however, here, these ruins only added to its beauty, creating a dreamlike and serene atmosphere.
Zhao Yang's vision sharpened; his Divine Sense extended even further. He gazed at the fractures of Heavenly Mechanism Mountain above the clouds and smiled—a smile not related to anything else but a moment of understanding as he beheld a scene that resonated with his soul.
As they passed Azure Cloud Palace, one hundred thousand disciples marched in perfect unison with strict discipline. A few individuals caught Zhao Yang's gaze and sneered at him, raising their middle fingers in contempt. They had always harbored animosity towards Xuanfo Temple; they had already uncovered that it was members of Xuanfo Temple who were responsible for the death of their sect's Holy Son during the last trial in Haotian Secret Realm.
The members of You Xian Sect were relatively fewer in number—about fifty thousand—all dressed uniformly in green robes with two characters printed below their buttons: Immortal Wanderer.
Some high-ranking members of You Xian Sect glared in the direction of Xuanfo Temple because their sect's Holy Son had been left crippled after the last trial in Haotian Secret Realm.
As for Overlord Sect, they maintained their silence. The members were not numerous either; their leading sect elders were robust old men. Some had muscles bulging beneath their garments while others sported golden streaks at their temples—a clear sign of excessive vitality causing their essence to overflow.
Zhao Yang quickly spotted Yuan Lie, one of the Overlord Saint Children, at the front of the line.
Yuan Lie, despite his burly appearance, was not a reckless person. During the last incident in the Haotian Secret Realm, he had almost avoided confrontation with Zhao Yang and fled without entering the Hao Tian Realm, missing out on the chance to seize the coveted Haotian Pill. Instead of obtaining powerful demon pills, he hurriedly exited the Haotian Secret Realm with nothing more than a common inner pill formed from absorbing the surrounding Spirit Energy.
Originally, Yuan Lie was the center of attention, with nearly everyone believing that the Haotian Pill would fall into his hands. However, he ended up with nothing, not even the second-best heavenly pill or any formidable demon pills.
When Zhao Yang encountered Yuan Lie, he noticed a hint of fatigue in his eyes and felt an instinctive sense of caution; there was something about Yuan Lie that posed a threat to him.
Yuan Lie kept to himself, avoiding eye contact with anyone and lacking the previous aura of dominance and arrogance that had surrounded him.
The members of the Overlord Sect were aware that after returning from the Haotian Secret Realm, many elders proposed stripping Yuan Lie of his title as Overlord Saint Child and even suggested abolishing his cultivation. However, Yuan Lie's master was the sect leader, and without his consent, no one dared to lay a finger on him.
Under pressure from the elders' council, the sect leader assigned Yuan Lie to be the gatekeeper of the Overlord Sect, a position meant to appease public outrage. Although he was not stripped of his cultivation, he faced a harsh punishment that he accepted without complaint.
Throughout that year, the Overlord Saint Child lived a life of simplicity, rising early and returning home promptly each day. His once-admiring junior disciples began to look down on him more and more. Yet, with his formidable Combat Power still intact, few dared to provoke him; perhaps with just a finger, he could crush some of those who had once followed him.
One day, a new disciple saw the fallen Overlord Saint Child and harshly humiliated him in front of many others. He called Yuan Lie worthless and broke the broom he was using to sweep into two pieces before throwing it on the ground. This scene left all disciples of the Overlord Sect speechless; they expected Yuan Lie to retaliate against this newcomer immediately.
However, to everyone's surprise, Yuan Lie remained indifferent and did not fight back against the humiliation. This set a precedent; from then on, members of the Overlord Sect treated him as a worthless being whom they could bully at will.
On several occasions, Yuan Lie clenched his fists in anger as he trembled with rage when someone tossed his clothes onto the dojo floor for all to see. Many gathered around to mock him with increasingly vile words. This finally incited anger among the higher-ups of the Overlord Sect; however, their wrath was not directed at everyone involved. The principle of collective punishment did not apply here; instead, they specifically targeted Yuan Lie.
After enduring repeated beatings and humiliations, Yuan Lie was ultimately stripped of his title as Overlord Saint Child by an infuriated sect leader who appointed a new Holy Son in his place.
From that moment on, Yuan Lie became a laughingstock within the Overlord Sect—not for any other reason than his cowardice in fleeing from battle.
People forgot how much of a Heavenly Genius Yuan Lie had once been—a farmer's son who had risen through selection from county to city and then to royal capital until he caught the eye of the sect leader who took him as an apprentice and ignited his Soul Lamp while erecting his Sacred Stele.
The Holy Son of the Overlord Sect was vastly different from those in other sects. For instance, take the Holy Son from Azure Cloud Palace—though young and unmatched in Combat Power, few knew he was the eldest grandson of the Second Elder and had received guidance from sword masters since childhood. He had never faced any hardship and had likely killed more than eight servants or young boys throughout his life; by twelve years old, he was already engaging in intimate activities.
The Holy Son from You Xian Sect lacked such a grand background but was nonetheless a royal orphan whose family had been exterminated. He grew up like a star surrounded by admirers and learned only top-tier Cultivation Methods—including many secret techniques from royalty—never caring about others' opinions. Anyone daring enough to oppose him would face his fists; he prided himself on not using power to bully others but believed he could dominate through sheer strength alone within the Cultivation world.
The higher-ups at You Xian Sect held great expectations for him; even his loyal servant believed that this child might one day possess the ability to overthrow Central Sovereign's rule.
The Haotian Secret Realm was not his first trial, but it was the first time for the Youxian Saint Child to undergo a trial without anyone to protect him.
During his first trial, he encountered Zhao Yang.
At the Foundation Establishment Stage, one’s cultivation level was truly insignificant. A cultivator at the Tribulation Period could easily slaughter thousands with a wave of their hand, and with another wave, they could annihilate ten thousand. However, the potential-laden Youxian Saint Child, a royal orphan, became a cripple due to this trial.
There was a kind of energy within him that could not be dispelled no matter what; it permanently resided in his flesh and meridians, and consuming countless Elixirs proved futile.
No one knew that this energy was called Chaotic Qi.
As for the Saintess of Falling Flower Valley, her ascension to the position was not due to any other reason but because her master was Miao Yujie. Miao Yujie was the most renowned elder of Falling Flower Valley in five hundred years, possessing the highest cultivation and being the most trusted by the Consort of Rain. She had full authority over all matters in Falling Flower Valley. In reality, the Fallen Flower Saintess did not possess particularly high talent, and her age during cultivation was already somewhat advanced. However, her master, Miao Yujie, took her as a disciple out of pity and naturally cared for her deeply.
Initially, the Fallen Flower Saintess was dutiful and obedient, but people can change. In the world of cultivation, there is also a distinction between dreams and reality.
Everyone has immortal dreams, but when some face those unattainable genius disciples, no matter how hard they try, they cannot transcend or form their Core; they may even struggle to establish their foundation. Thus, they have no choice but to return home to run a business. If that fails, perhaps they would resort to becoming bandits with their past cultivation capital or settle down to run a pork shop as butchers. Some might even end up working as waitstaff in a tavern.
However, being a waitstaff requires memorizing two or three hundred dish names and understanding each dish's intricacies—this is not an easy task for many.
Cultivators do not automatically have perfect recall just because they cultivate. If cultivation could grant such abilities, then in this era where cultivation is so prevalent, why wouldn’t those scholars cultivate for two years to gain perfect recall before taking exams for official positions?
This is reality. In the world of cultivation, anything is possible; it is a mysterious world that is also very real and cruel. Most people will become stepping stones for others in the torrent of cultivation, submerged in history and turned to dust.
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