Chapter 380: Meeting Li Xiaoman Again

The mountains within the Taixuan Mountain Range are towering and the peaks are beautiful; among them, the One Hundred and Eight Main Peaks are the most magnificent, with cranes dancing above them, ethereal spirit halls, and swirling clouds and mist, appearing very peaceful.

The Taixuan Sect has an Inheritance spanning over ten thousand years and is one of the few super-sects in the Eastern Wasteland.

Even Sacred Lands and Desolate Ancient Families are unwilling to easily offend it, because apart from lacking an Emperor Weapon, the Taixuan Sect is actually not much inferior to a Sacred Land in other foundations.

The mountain gate of the Taixuan Sect is extremely grand and imposing, carved entirely from Spirit Jade, and wreathed in rosy light.

Today, the Taixuan Sect is very lively because it is the annual day for accepting disciples.

As one of the few major sects in the Eastern Domain of the Eastern Wasteland, countless cultivators come here every year, hoping to enter the Taixuan Sect, and the Taixuan Sect does not turn anyone away; as long as they pass the assessment, they are basically accepted.

This is because the Taixuan Sect knows deeply that if a sect wants long-term prosperity, it needs to constantly replenish fresh blood.

Of course, it is easy to join the Taixuan Sect, but it is difficult to be promoted to the core level.

After all, the high-level members of the Taixuan Sect are not fools; if there were no restrictions on this, I fear the Taixuan Sect would have ceased to exist long ago.

Following the crowd of those seeking to become disciples, Yin Qi walked into the Taixuan Sect mountain gate.

Not long after waiting, dozens of figures flew over from among the One Hundred and Eight Main Peaks in the distance; all had white hair draped over their shoulders, and they were all spirited elders, both men and women, with the demeanor of immortals.

Following the crowd, Yin Qi passed through the immortal gate with ease.

Zhuo Peak is not majestic, being only three thousand meters tall, and it has dozens of "subordinate peaks" belonging to it, among which quite a few are actually a large margin higher than it.

Some main peaks have constant immortal music, ethereal clouds and mist, and flickering rosy light;

Some main peaks are full of vitality, with waterfalls a thousand zhang long cascading down like a galaxy falling from the nine heavens;

Some main peaks have cranes dancing and Heavenly Palaces suspended in the air, extremely peaceful, like a pure land outside the world;

Some palaces even float in the clouds, resembling immortal palaces and divine towers.

In order to blend into Zhuo Peak, Yin Qi restrained his Martial Dao aura, only displaying the cultivation of the peak of the Sea of Bitterness Realm.

The terrain inside the mountain gate is vast, with a surging flow of people; a full tens of thousands of people are gathered here.

A Martial Dao Human Immortal has already achieved minute control over all the muscles and bones in their body, so changing their appearance is simple.

Yin Qi made a secret Calculation and headed straight for Zhuo Peak.

Of course, to avoid complications, he also changed his appearance.

Combined with his current fifteen-year-old appearance, he could fully be called a genius.

Among them, he is not conspicuous.

In fact, there are many youths around him of similar age and similar cultivation.

Deep within the Taixuan Sect, there are countless beautiful peaks, among which the One Hundred and Eight Main Peaks are the most magnificent.

Of the tens of thousands of people in the selection, only a few thousand remained in the end, and everyone headed toward the One Hundred and Eight Main Peaks respectively.

But it is not crowded at all, as everyone is waiting for the selection.

Because within a radius of over one hundred thousand li, the Taixuan Sect is the undisputed king.

This is only the first day; the selection will last for seven days, and a large number of people will arrive later, basically all geniuses from the dozens of surrounding countries.

Among the dozens of people with the demeanor of immortals, one of them spoke: "Next is the first assessment; you need to pass through the immortal gate ahead. Only those who pass through that gate may proceed to the One Hundred and Eight Main Peaks for testing. If you are suitable for the Inheritance of a certain mountain peak, you may stay and become a disciple of the Taixuan Sect."

Those who have the confidence to come and participate in the selection naturally have some foundation.

Zhuo Peak, Zhuo Peak, it takes the meaning of 'keeping to simplicity', therefore it cannot be the highest peak.

Within the Taixuan Sect, Zhuo Peak has already declined.

It is very quiet here, with almost no figures to be seen; the main peak is overgrown with ancient trees and tangled with old vines, appearing very desolate, as if no one has frequented it for a long time.

Just as Yin Qi landed at the foot of the mountain, an old man with a hunched figure and trembling gait walked out from a dilapidated palace on the mountain and came down.

This person is none other than the Master of Zhuo Peak, Li Ruoyu.

This is definitely the most underestimated and overlooked hero in the Zhetian World; a late bloomer who, with mediocre aptitude, finally attained the Dao and became an Emperor, truly a legend.

Li Ruoyu wore simple gray clothes, his face full of wrinkles, his hair gray, looking like someone on the verge of death.

His old eyes were cloudy, and his voice was aged: "Are you here for the test? It has been five hundred years, and the Inheritance has never appeared, nearly severed; I do not know how much longer one must wait. You coming here may only be a waste of your time."

"Greetings, Senior!"

Yin Qi bowed and smiled slightly: "The Inheritance of Zhuo Peak can only be obtained by those with affinity; I do not force it."

Li Ruoyu's expression remained indifferent, and he said in an aged voice: "I hope you truly think so. Let's go, follow me up the mountain. Nowadays, only this Old Undying remains on Zhuo Peak; you do not need to be tested, you will be a disciple of my Zhuo Peak from now on."

Taixuan Sect disciples are divided into three levels: Outer Disciple, Inner Disciple, and Direct Disciple.

Although only Li Ruoyu remains on Zhuo Peak, Yin Qi entering Zhuo Peak can only start as an Outer Disciple; only after accumulating merit and reaching a certain level of cultivation in the future can he possibly be promoted to an Inner Disciple.

As for being a Direct Disciple, it requires a hasty investigation and assessment.

Zhuo Peak, just like its name.

No magnificent scenery, no majestic aura, no spiritual immortal roots, and nothing out of the ordinary.

It is ordinary, nearly desolate, like a piece of wasteland, with withered vines, old trees, and evening crows, the blood-red sunset setting, a scene of gloom and decay, not at all like a main peak of an immortal sect.

Walking behind Li Ruoyu, just as he reached the dilapidated palace, Yin Qi felt something in his heart, turned his head to look at the horizon, and saw more than ten streaks of rainbow light speeding over, landing straight in front of the palace.

This group of people included both men and women, all dressed in fine silk and having an extraordinary bearing.

Among them, one woman was none other than Li Xiaoman!

"It's her!"

Yin Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Originally, he thought that Li Xiaoman had accidentally entered an immortal palace and been teleported to some life-bearing planet in the depths of the Starry Sky, but he did not expect that she was still on Beidou.

Besides Li Xiaoman, there were two 'acquaintances' in the crowd, the two moons of the Ji Family:

Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue.

Fortunately, he had restrained his Martial Dao aura and changed his appearance, otherwise he would definitely have been recognized by them.

It must be said, a woman's intuition is truly formidable.

Li Xiaoman and Ji Ziyue both looked toward Yin Qi, their beautiful eyes flashing with a look of confusion.

They both had a sense of familiarity.

Of course, the others also glanced at Yin Qi.

But very quickly, they withdrew their focus from Yin Qi.

A fifteen-year-old at the peak of the Sea of Bitterness Realm counts as a top-tier genius in the provinces, but in front of them, he was far inferior.

"Hua Yunfei pays his respects to Uncle-Master Li!"

Hua Yunfei was delicate and handsome, modest and polite; he introduced, "This is the Saintess of the Sacred Land of Light, Yao Xi; this is Jiang Yifei of the Jiang Family; these are Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue of the Ji Family; this is Zixia Fairy of the Purple Mansion Sacred Land..."

Ji Haoyue and the others all bowed: "Greetings, Senior."

Li Ruoyu looked shaky and frail, appearing as if he were on the verge of death.

But to be able to become the master of a peak, even a fallen one like Zhuo Peak, his cultivation was absolutely not something they could compare to.

"No need for such formalities."

Li Ruoyu's expression was indifferent as he said, "My place here is overgrown with weeds; it is not a good place for sightseeing."

Ji Haoyue and the others smiled somewhat awkwardly and looked toward Hua Yunfei.

Hua Yunfei wore a modest smile and said politely, "Uncle-Master Li, it is like this. They have come to visit our Taixuan Sect and have long admired the Inheritance of Zhuo Peak. After obtaining the permission of the Sect Master, they wish to come and try their luck."

The Inheritance of Zhuo Peak is the Jie Character Secret, but it has been lost for five hundred years.

For five hundred years, Zhuo Peak has declined until only Li Ruoyu remained.