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I will not let Steward down; please rest assured, Steward.
Gu bowed respectfully and then walked towards the Talent Stone. Wang Steward watched as he soared into the air, heading for the mountain peak. He thought to himself, I don't deny it. Gu seems confident, but I wonder how many pieces he can bring out. Wang Steward quickened his pace up the mountain, eager to see Gu's talent.
After taking a few steps, he indeed spotted a large gray stone. The stone was jagged and had a very smooth surface on one side, as if it had been cut by some tool. Various strange symbols were etched onto its surface, completely devoid of color.
Following Wang Steward's instructions, Gu placed his legs beside the stone and closed his eyes, sensing the Spiritual Energy between heaven and earth. After a while, feeling no movement, he secretly opened one eye to take a look. The stone showed no signs of change, and nothing emerged from behind it as Wang Steward had described.
This shouldn't be happening, Gu scratched his head. His body clearly contained astonishing Light Spirit Power and Chaos Power, so why was there no reaction from the stone? Could it be broken?
Gu touched the stone again to confirm there was no response and felt that something must be wrong. He looked at his legs; there was nothing special about them. Gu thought to himself, could it be the Yin Yang Cloak causing this? That thing completely isolates my external spiritual power from the outside world; even someone like Wang Steward from the academy couldn't sense a trace of my spiritual energy.
It shouldn't be that way. Should I take off the leg wraps? Gu pondered. If he removed them, the released energy might attract many beast kings nearby, and even the Great Master in the academy might sense it. Would it really be worth taking them off?
If he didn't remove the leg wraps, he wouldn't even be able to open the door and would watch helplessly as the path to Immortal Path closed before him. Missing this opportunity might mean waiting an eternity for another chance. If he displayed no talent for cultivation, it was likely that the academy wouldn't accept someone like him.
After making up his mind, Gu slowly removed the Light Cloak from his left leg. The moment the cloak left his leg, he pressed his left leg against the stone. An infinite light instantly filled all the symbols on the stone, radiating brilliant light centered around Gu and the stone, illuminating a sea of brilliance for dozens of meters around them; all living beings could see this light.
Gu hurriedly put on the Light Cloak again to suppress the light power emanating from him. At that moment, throughout the entire Split Screen Mountain Range, roars of beasts echoed one after another. Even ferocious beasts like Spotted Tigers trembled on the ground upon hearing such roars.
There was no time to worry about those beasts now; despite still glowing with Light Spirit Power, the stone remained bright. Suddenly, a path appeared in mid-air beside him—a formation barrier that separated the academy's Outer Court from the outside world could only be opened through that stone.
As Gu stepped in, the gate of the barrier closed once more. With a single step, he completely crossed into another world. Cranes occasionally flew across the sky, and various styles of architecture were scattered around the mountainside near the abyss. In the distance, waterfalls cascaded down from the far mountains. Meanwhile, Shrimp and Yoyo sensed a change in the external Spiritual Energy. Yoyo turned over in Gu's embrace and fell into a deeper sleep.
What happened to Shandong?
At Main Peak, a sound reminiscent of Celestial Music echoed through the air, seemingly coming from nowhere, reaching the plaza at Main Peak. The people gathered in the plaza respectfully bowed towards another mountain peak.
The Supreme Master has arrived.
As everyone responded in unison, a middle-aged man dressed in a sky-blue Dao Robe appeared in the plaza, his gaze fixed on Shandong, trying to see through layers of mist to discern Shandong's condition.
What’s going on? Did that guy come in? Wang Steward had just arrived at the summit and was unaware that the Master of Mok Ming Academy had come. He noticed his fellow disciples casting sideways glances at him, hinting for him to look over. Only then did he realize that the Master of the Academy had arrived, and he hurriedly went to pay his respects.
Are you referring to that Little Guy at the mountain gate?
The academy had only one master, known as the Headmaster of Mok Ming Academy. Throughout history, Headmasters had no personal names but were simply referred to by that title. Only the Headmaster of Mok Ming Academy could be called Master; even the Disciples of the Academy could only refer to their own teachers as teachers or masters.
Wang Steward hadn’t expected that such an inexperienced young man would attract the attention of the Master. He explained, "I discovered a rather unsatisfactory individual during last year's College Entrance Examination. I thought I might have an opportunity to take on a disciple, so I brought him to Heart's Path. I just tested his aptitude for cultivation in Shandong and was unsure about his potential, which is why I hurried here to inquire."
Wang Steward looked much older than the Master of the Academy, with graying hair and a face full of wrinkles; even his eyelids drooped. It was hard to gauge Wang Steward's age compared to Coco’s age. In this World of Mortals, one could not judge a person's age solely by their appearance; even a child who looked seven or eight years old could be an ancient being who had lived for thousands of years. Thus, everyone had grown accustomed to this and found nothing unusual about it.
Master! A round and plump figure appeared, riding on his Red Cloud treasure. He seemed to have flown out from nowhere and stumbled upon landing at Dong Lai. Bu Luo observed his ample backside quivering; it probably didn’t hurt too much.
The plump man stood up, picked up the jade slip he had dropped earlier, and handed it over to the Master.
Light, Heavenly Spirit Root.
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