Chapter 150

The Taixuan Sect has a total of one hundred and eight main peaks, representing one hundred and eight lineages of inheritance, and this is the very foundation of the Taixuan Sect's enduring prosperity.

Even though some lineages show signs of decline, others are rising. Through the changing of dynasties and the passage of time, the Taixuan Sect has always stood firm, never falling.

Before long, Fang Yu had already reached the location of the Taixuan Sect. He drew the jade-green flames back into his sea of consciousness and pressed forward.

Ahead, the mountains rose majestic and grand, their momentum overwhelming, exceedingly beautiful — truly a magnificent sight.

Within his field of vision, he could see dozens of main peaks, all of them with immortal cranes dancing through the air, ethereal spirit halls drifting in the mist, and clouds and fog swirling about — a scene of utter serenity.

The Taixuan Sect's one hundred and eight peaks did bear some resemblance to the former Yuhua Sect's one hundred and eight True Transmission Peaks. However, after he had been promoted to a True Transmission disciple of the Yuhua Sect, the Yuhuaxian Sect had one hundred and nine True Transmission Peaks.

At this moment, before the mountain gate here, many disciples were maintaining order.

The mountain gate occupied a broad stretch of terrain, with crowds of people flowing in. A full tens of thousands had gathered here, yet it was not crowded at all — all of them waiting for the selection.

These people had come from dozens of surrounding nations, and all possessed a certain degree of talent. But only a very small portion could remain — one had to be extraordinarily gifted and exceptionally outstanding to qualify.

"This time, I must enter the Taixuan Sect and become a disciple of the Xian Sect!"

"The Taixuan Sect — my one and only hope. Only by entering the Taixuan Xian Sect do I have any hope of avenging myself."

"Hmph. With this young master's own capital, how could I possibly fail to enter the Taixuan Sect? This young master is a once-in-a-ten-thousand-miles genius."

Fang Yu's divine sense swept across and he heard the thoughts of countless people taking part in the examination.

These people were rather similar to how he had been back in those days — determined to join the Xian Sect.

Just then, from among the one hundred and eight main peaks in the distance, several dozen figures flew over. All of them had white hair draped over their shoulders — all were spry, sharp-eyed elders, both men and women, looking like Elders of the Taixuan Sect.

They hovered in midair, looking down upon the tens of thousands below. One of them spoke, his words concise and to the point.

"The very first trial is extremely simple — one need only pass through the Xian Sect gate ahead. If one has no immortal affinity, there is simply no way to get through."

"If one passes this gate of examination and is suited to the inheritance of a certain peak, one may remain."

Fang Yu's gaze looked forward and he saw a peak not far off, a thousand meters tall, filled with misty fog — an endlessly deep, distant canyon.

Although many entered, a full ninety percent were teleported back out by the immortal light, judged to have no immortal affinity.

"This natural barrier of the Taixuan Sect, shaped like a stone gate, is said to have been refined by the nineteenth-generation patriarch. Without immortal affinity, it is simply impossible to pass through."

Someone was discussing in low voices.

"Impossible — how could I possibly have no immortal affinity?"

Those who had been teleported out were, for the most part, very unwilling to accept it, and they walked forward again. But the result was no different — still the same.

"I, a cultivator at the third level of the Divine Ability Secret Realm, a Gang Qi Realm cultivator with fifty million divine power — surely I won't fail to even pass through this gate."

Fang Yu was somewhat curious. After all, he had not practiced the Heaven-Shrouding Method; what he practiced was the Immortal Method. If he couldn't even pass through this gate, that would be an utter loss of face.

In fact, even without practicing the Heaven-Shrouding Method, Fang Yu still passed the trial.

His body had been nourished by countless heaven-blessed treasures, divine medicines, and supreme-grade elixirs — how could it possibly be held back?

Fang Yu simply stepped forward and entered the Taixuan Sect.

Looking ahead, some main peaks rang with the music of the immortals, their clouds and mist ethereal and faint; some main peaks shimmered with starlight, as if containing endless constellations; and on other main peaks, palaces floated in the air, exceedingly serene, like a pure land beyond this world.

Yet Fang Yu's divine sense noticed one extremely desolate peak.