Chapter 254: Entry

Yan Buji looked at Liu Jun's appearance and guessed whether he had been to Green Mountain Gate before.

But that doesn't concern him; he doesn't expect Liu Jun to repay him with great achievements after entering Green Mountain Gate, just treating it as a good bond.

As for the Spiritual Stone issue, selling off excess Spiritual Material from his body can easily raise a few thousand Spiritual Stones.

Watching the dueling techniques on the arena, one must admit these free cultivators' tricks are messy and downright sneaky.

He could see someone hiding Water Control Technique in his nose, waiting to blow it out from the nostril at close range, a disgusting move that sprays opponents.

He also saw someone using Earth Spike Technique to hit the opponent's backside with pinpoint accuracy…

In short, these techniques aren't necessarily strong, but they are truly disgusting to use.

"Shall we fight three matches? Only three straight wins grant the qualification to enter the sect," Yan Buji pondered.

After entering the sect, there won't be another selection process, right?

But if Spiritual Stones can pave the way, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

Soon it was Liu Jun's turn; Liu Jun wielded spell power of the rare Light attribute. Such power usually requires mastering a difficult cultivation method, or is innate due to one's talent.

But if Liu Jun's talent is good, he probably doesn't need to take that path.

Liu Jun reacted swiftly in battle; Yan Buji could see his opponent's techniques only stayed at the stage of mobilizing spell power, not actually launching the technique—meaning he was straightforward with no cunning.

Conversely, the opponent had many tricks, yet Liu Jun each time managed to forcefully dodge with his awareness, showing his combat talent wasn't weak, at least not merely inexperienced.

After three matches, Liu Jun was panting, wiping sweat from his forehead: "Finally won, Brother Huang Dao, your turn!"

Yan Buji let out a laugh.

"Free cultivator Huang Hao, versus free cultivator ***"

Yan Buji stepped onto the stage; although his opponent was also a late‑stage Refining Qi cultivator with ample dueling experience, his killing intent was too obvious.

"Bee Shield?!"

Liu Jun exclaimed in surprise that this spiritual shield technique far surpassed ordinary shields; the opponent's attacks couldn't break the Bee Shield's strength, leaving the situation entirely under Yan Buji's control.

Seeing this, the opponent immediately triggered a killing move, sharp sword qi spewing from his mouth, shattering the Bee Shield while striking Yan Buji's eyes.

"Brother Huang Dao, watch out!" Liu Jun shouted hurriedly.

Yan Buji didn't dodge, extending a hand to snatch with a single grip!

That sword qi seemed to freeze in midair, shattering as Yan Buji clenched his fist!

Liu Jun watched in astonishment, still not understanding what method Yan Buji employed.

In fact, Yan Buji used the Qi Compression Secret Method, extracting air to create a vacuum that blocks the opponent's attack while injecting spiritual power to detonate high‑pressure air sword qi, a form of application.

With a bang, the attack was interrupted; the opponent, unwilling to waste a hundred Spiritual Stones, drew an Accumulation Device long sword and charged forward.

Yan Buji formed a fireball; several wooden snakes suddenly emerged from the opponent's feet, entangling him!

"I concede!"

The opponent surrendered quickly; Yan Buji dispersed the fireball, whose Earth‑origin fire‑condensed fireball technique was far stronger than ordinary ones.

Realizing he couldn't instantly dispel the mysterious wooden‑snake technique, he knew defeat was inevitable.

Liu Jun stared in shock at Yan Buji, never expecting his dueling experience to be so extensive—truly indefensible.

"It seems he also refined a kind of Spiritual Fire; that Spiritual Fire is the real deterrent, otherwise he wouldn't have surrendered so quickly," Liu Jun thought.

If a real fight broke out, not knowing the opponent's tactics, everyone would be very restrained at first, probing.

But once clarified, they'd prepare a killing move to decide the outcome in one strike.

In the subsequent battle, Yan Buji won quite easily; with his spell power and dueling experience, those free cultivators couldn't give their all.

It also made Yan Buji a bit regretful that he hadn't met any worthy opponents in techniques; it seemed he needed to go inside Green Mountain Gate to compare his current strength.

As long as it doesn't involve life‑or‑death combat, Yan Buji still hopes to amicably spar with other cultivators; otherwise, being too stagnant yields no progress.

Soon, Yan Buji and Liu Jun followed the successful candidates into the sect, and they were assigned to a grand hall midway up the mountain.

"Everyone, wait a moment; Elder Wang from the Transmitting Skills Hall will arrive shortly," a Green Mountain Gate disciple announced.

Liu Jun stood beside Yan Buji and whispered, "Elder Wang should be a Foundation Establishment cultivator, but the Transmitting Skills Hall is also a good place. Anyone who can give lectures in Green Mountain Gate must register at the Transmitting Skills Hall; Elder Wang would know best who truly has substance."

Yan Buji pressed his chin and asked, "You mean…some people pose as lecturers without real skill?"

"Isn't that right? Green Mountain Gate disciples spend points and Spiritual Stones to attend lectures; each disciple gains forty percent benefit from a lecturer's class—how profitable is that?"

"But the key is they must have genuine talent and knowledge, right?"

"What if they end up bullying us who don't know the ways?"

Yan Buji squinted and pondered for a moment.

So, someone is using their position to fake expertise and swindle money?

That's too lowly; such a money‑grabbing method draws envy and easily invites backlash.

"These are the free cultivators who just passed the assessment?"

A middle‑aged man walked in, glanced left and right at the free cultivators in the hall, then oddly looked at Yan Buji and asked, "Why so old?"

Yan Buji: "......"

What's wrong with being old?

However, with a smile, Yan Buji bowed and said, "I have met the seniors; I may be the oldest here, but I still yearn for cultivation."

"Hmph, talk is cheap. Don't come to Green Mountain Gate just to retire. We don't accept waste here!"

As he spoke, the middle‑aged man walked to the upper area, hands behind his back, and said, "I am Elder Wang Duo of the Transmitting Skills Hall of Green Mountain Gate; you may have heard of our sect's rules, but I must clarify them here."

"Upon entering Green Mountain Gate, you must complete ten tasks within three months. Until then, you are merely auxiliary disciples, required daily to clean mountain paths, the grand hall, fetch water and water the flowers, etc., to familiarize yourselves with our regulations. Those dissatisfied may leave on their own." Wang Duo said.

Everyone glanced at each other, yet none left; instead they waited quietly.

"Since that's the case, everyone first report to the Auxiliary Hall."

"Yes."

Green Mountain Gate disciples led the free cultivators to the Auxiliary Hall.

Put it nicely, give them a familiar time; put it bluntly, it's just being finicky, so they clearly know what they should and shouldn't do.

As for Yan Buji, such a starting point is undoubtedly not challenging.

You should know that at his poorest, Yan Buji even had to scramble for food with stray dogs by the roadside.

As for Liu Jun, on the contrary, he looks somewhat dissatisfied.