Chapter 67

Ying Zheng: "I am Emperor, yet heaven and earth ignore me—if only one day I traveled and were met with such a spectacle."

The First Emperor of All Ages: "Wait for your dreams at night—it's still daytime!"

Ying Zheng: "Ying Zheng No. 2, don't you dare be insolent!"

The First Emperor of All Ages: "Hmph, you're the one who's No. 2."

Huashan.

The martial arts heroes of Wu Lin stared at the sky, then at the celestial anomalies, each gaping in stunned disbelief.

"Brother Liu, pinch me—is this not real?!"

"Damn, you actually pinched me!"

"This isn't a dream. Could it really be that immortals have descended?!"

Hong Qigong gazed at the sky, face alight with excitement: "Huang Laoxie, you didn't lie to me—the immortals have truly come!"

"Hmph." Huang Yaoshi frowned slightly. "I am upright and honorable—how could I deceive you?"

Yi Dai praised: "Amitabha, immortals have descended—yet I wonder if any Buddha would descend as well."

Standing in empty space, he saw the scenes below with perfect clarity.

Zhang Taixuan formed a hand seal, and suddenly, a fine drizzle drifted down from the sky.

Everyone froze, then felt their bodies grow light—old injuries from years past vanished instantly.

Even their cultivation strength increased noticeably.

"This... the Immortal's boundless mercy!"

"I broke through! Thank you, Immortal!"

"The Immortal's immense magic power—this rain is pure elixir!"

Chat Group.

Su Xiao: "What kind of spell is this?"

Zhang Taixuan: "Just a simple Rain of Sweet Dew spell. In fantasy worlds, it's only used to water spiritual herbs—I improved it slightly, just to display divine grace."

Su Xiao: "A spell for watering spiritual flowers? This spell covers dozens of li!"

Zhang Taixuan: "Normal phenomenon. Don't be surprised."

Lin Fengjiao: "【Sheepish】 This is still normal?"

Kasahara Uta: "The divine might is utterly unfathomable."

Yukinoshita Yukino: "Agreed."

"I am True Person Taixuan. Today I descend to this world to transmit the Path of the Earthly Immortal. May you all cultivate diligently and not waste this rare opportunity." Zhang Taixuan's voice echoed across all directions, thunderous and awe-inspiring: "I hereby appoint Huang Rong as the first Sect Master of the Profound Heaven Sect, granting her the Sect Master's Token to transmit my Great Dao."

With a casual wave, a black iron token landed before Huang Rong.

This token was forged from celestial black iron, its base quality unremarkable.

But after Zhang Taixuan's refinement, it had become immensely powerful—even an Earthly Immortal could not damage it in the slightest.

Within it were three cultivation methods: the Dragon God Art, the Supreme Yin Scripture, and the Falling Petals Divine Sword Art; also sealed within were defenses and exorcism restrictions.

Thus, this token served both as a symbol of authority and as a supreme treasure.

"I humbly obey the True Person's decree." Huang Rong stepped forward and respectfully accepted the token.

"Today I establish the sect—Huashan is too small to match the glory of the Profound Heaven Sect." Zhang Taixuan's gaze settled upon Huashan.

Though Huashan was precipitous and famed throughout the world, its summit was far too narrow.

As he spoke, he reached out and seized a thousand-meter-high mountain from afar.

As the mountain was uprooted, the earth trembled violently, drawing startled glances from the martial arts heroes.

This technique was the Void Great Hand Seal.

Zhang Taixuan opened a separate dimension and tossed the mountain beside Huashan, while activating the Qiankun Cauldron's refining function.

Then he continued to seize more mountain ranges.

In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Huashan had risen ten thousand meters, its summit area multiplied a thousandfold.

"This is truly the work of immortals—moving mountains and lifting peaks—how could mortals ever accomplish this?!"

"Amitabha—such divine power is beyond imagination."

In moments, pavilions, terraces, towers, and halls appeared atop Huashan.

These were crafted by Zhang Taixuan's magic power, sealed with wards impervious to blades and swords.

Beyond that, he transformed Huashan's paths into over thirty thousand steps, each engraved with the Heart-Testing Array, perfect for selecting disciples.

At the path's end, a massive plaque hung above the gate arch, inscribed with the two characters: Taixuan.

"From this day forth, this mountain shall be renamed Taixuan Mountain."

"The Profound Heaven Sect is established. Once every ten years, I shall open the gates to accept disciples and transmit the Path of Eternal Life. Ascend the Heart-Testing Path: cross fifteen thousand steps to enter the Outer Sect, twenty-five thousand to enter the Inner Sect, thirty thousand to become a True Disciple."

"Heart-Testing Path—activate!"

"The disciple selection ceremony begins now."

As he spoke, the martial artists who had long been waiting rushed forward without hesitation, sprinting up the Heart-Testing Path.

"Master, do I have to climb the mountain too?" A simple-minded youth asked hesitantly, looking at six oddly dressed martial artists.

"Jing'er, this is an immortal sect—how could you miss it? Go quickly!" urged a scholar-like man. "If you join the Profound Heaven Sect, we won't mind at all—we'll be proud of you."

These were the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and Guo Jing.

"Yes, Jing'er, go quickly!" Ke Zhen'e urged, leaning on his iron staff.

Guo Jing nodded and immediately used his lightness skill, joining the rush toward the Heart-Testing Path.

Halfway up, he suddenly spotted a woman in red robes.

"Miss Mu, you've come to become a disciple too?"

Mu Nianci laughed and said, "Yes. Such an opportunity is right before our eyes—how could we be content without trying? Brother Guo, please."

As they spoke, the two began climbing up.

Along the way, they ran into a few more acquaintances—none other than Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Ke.

Guo Jing and the others found it very strange.

These people's Wu Gong was stronger than his, yet climbing the steps was far more taxing for them than for him—truly baffling.

Mu Nianci, quick-witted, soon grasped the key to it: "No matter how high their Wu Gong, before an immortal, how are they any different from ordinary folk?"

"Everyone—if you wish to join the Grand Mystery Sect, you may go and try now as well."

Zhang Taixuan landed on the ground and said, addressing Yideng, Zhou Botong, and Hong Qi.

"Brother Zhang, does my daddy have to climb the mountain too?" Huang Rong said coquettishly.

Zhang Taixuan smiled and said, "Of course not. If Mr. Huang is so inclined, he may in future take charge of the spiritual herbs and alchemy lineage within the Grand Mystery Sect. I have already left alchemy techniques and spiritual herb cultivation arts in the Grand Mystery Token—Rong'er, you may teach them to Mr. Huang later."

"Thank you, Brother Taixuan." Huang Rong was overjoyed, her smile blooming like a flower.

Huang Yaoshi naturally did not refuse, stepping forward and cupping his fists: "Many thanks, Immortal."