Chapter 277: 276: Embarrassed Now (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 277: Chapter 276: Embarrassed Now (Please Subscribe) “The entry level Immortal Martial Hand Seal, its power compared to before, has become so much stronger?” Bai Ziyue glanced at the huge deep pit on the ground. Even though it might have been due to the looseness of the earth, making it easy to sink even by standing still, he was immensely shocked in his heart. “But thinking about it, it’s quite normal. This Immortal Martial Hand Seal is the Sect’s Ultimate Skill of the Immortal Martial Sect, an Immortal Technique Sect from three hundred years ago. Naturally, it isn’t comparable to ordinary Martial Arts or Immortal Techniques.” Bai Ziyue thought to himself and then smiled wryly, feeling it was to be expected. In its heyday, the Immortal Martial Sect was comparable to the Kunwu Sword Sect, being only slightly weaker than the Sunrise Daoist Sect. The Sect’s Ultimate Skill, how could it be weak? “This is still entry level, driven by Inner Strength. Next, with Small Success, I will convert it to Spiritual Power to perform it. Dominance mixed with a layer of spiritual movement allows for effortless grace. And when the Immortal Martial Hand Seal reaches Great Success, Immortal Martial merges, Inner Strength and Spiritual Power fuse with each other, that’s when this ultimate skill’s terrifying might can truly be unleashed. The Immortal Martial Sect of the past relied on this ultimate skill to dominate for a while.” *Bai Ziyue somewhat expected it, yet he didn’t rush to use Soul Energy for advancement.* *With the improvement of his realm, the rank of cultivated Martial Arts and Immortal Techniques kept growing higher, and the time required for promotion correspondingly increased.* *He needed some time to adapt.* *Although the time wasn’t actually long, to prevent any accidents, he naturally needed to find a safe place first.* “Big brother is amazing.” The little girl Zhao Yue’er stared at the ground pit with wide eyes, stunned, with her mouth agape before closing. She gazed at Bai Ziyue with an expression of admiration. “If you work hard in cultivation, you could achieve this in the future.” Bai Ziyue smiled gently, patted her head, and then continued on his way. “Soul Energy +65, +166, +812, +137...” In the endless swamp, slaughter was always abundant. Bai Ziyue pushed forward, slaughtering countless beings. But compared to the innumerable creatures in the swamp, it was merely a drop in the ocean. The increase in Soul Energy within him mostly came from the mutual killing among various swamp creatures. The Soul Energy truly gained from those he killed directly only accounted for one-third. Three hours later, the ground gradually became harder, and the trees began to rise sharply. Possibly due to the abundance of Spiritual Qi, these trees appeared towering and reaching the clouds. The leaves at the top were lush and green, though it was already the refreshing autumn season, they hadn’t withered or yellowed yet. “We’re almost there, that mountain should be Sunrise Peak.” Bai Ziyue gazed into the distance, seeing a mountain peak, towering and massive, shrouded in continuous mist. Occasionally, he could see some immortal cranes and birds flying through it, with people flashing through the void. There were pavilions, palaces, and towering high structures faintly revealing amidst a scene of an Immortal Family. Because of his route, Bai Ziyue missed the Cloud Mist Mountain Market and headed directly to the mountain gate of the Sunrise Daoist Sect. At the foot of the mountain gate was a place resembling a small town. The houses scattered in an orderly manner, forming a huge street. A stream of people came and went, not an uncommon sight. “Hey, another one has come, and with family in tow.” Just as Bai Ziyue arrived in the town, a teasing voice came over. Bai Ziyue looked over to see a burly bald man in his thirties. He wasn’t upset but asked calmly, “Can you tell me how to get to the Enlightenment Pavilion?” He had already inquired about the rules for joining the Sunrise Daoist Sect from Yuu Yang and Ding earlier. He knew that in this regard, the Sunrise Daoist Sect didn’t have strict demands. Even if a Loose Cultivator had Immortal Technique qualifications, they could directly register at the Enlightenment Pavilion at the foot of the mountain and become a formal disciple of the Sunrise Daoist Sect within three to five days. Of course, as a Major Immortal Technique Sect, the Sunrise Daoist Sect had its own rules of operation. Typically, they would assess potential disciples based on age, Immortal Technique qualifications, or Immortal Technique Realm, among other criteria, to adjust their treatment. If a person’s qualifications were too low and their potential too small, many would find that struggling within the Sunrise Daoist Sect wasn’t worth it. It might be better to remain a Loose Cultivator, which would be more enjoyable. *Indeed, many people found it difficult to break through barriers in their lifetime and become Enlightenment Immortal Masters.* *Naturally, for someone like Bai Ziyue, needing Barrier-Breaking Pills and Enlightenment Pills to break realms and further cultivation techniques for realm advancement, joining a sect was the only path.* “As expected, another one who came to enter the Sunrise Daoist Sect. But, are you prepared for thirty years of servitude within the Sunrise Daoist Sect?” The bald man slightly squinted his eyes, looking at Bai Ziyue with a mocking gaze, saying, “Whether the Enlightenment Pavilion chooses you is still uncertain.” “Why do you say that?” Bai Ziyue frowned slightly and asked. “You have traveled thousands of miles through the Yunmiao Mountain Swamp to reach here, only to speak openly about finding the Enlightenment Pavilion. Isn’t it all for the vast Martial Arts resources, Warrior Slaves, and even Innate Pills, thereby willing to give up freedom?” The bald man said, shaking his head, continuing, “If it were ten years earlier, Sunrise Daoist Sect might have barely accepted martial artists with Inner Power Realm strength. But ever since the revelation that the seven Innate Ancestor Masters of Seven Sword Mountain were Warrior Slaves of the Sunrise Daoist Sect ten years ago, many martial artists have risked danger to come here. Additionally, there are many secular families of disciples within the Sunrise Daoist Sect, without Immortal Technique qualifications, becoming Warrior Slaves for a future. Nowadays, without reaching Second-class Expert in Martial Arts cultivation, you can’t enter the Immortal Sect.” As he spoke, he looked at Bai Ziyue again, filled with a sense of pity. Although he couldn’t see through Bai Ziyue’s Martial Arts Realm, just by looking at the other person’s appearance, he could determine that the other’s strength was certainly not strong, at least not at the level of a Second-class Expert. As for Bai Ziyue—one person, a dog, and a little girl—safely crossing the Yunmiao Mountain Swamp, he wasn’t surprised at all. The swamp may have been dangerous, but with countless people traversing it, many relatively safe places had already been marked out. Moreover, there were caravans traveling every month to the Yunmiao Mountain Market. The actual distance to be covered was just thirty li. As long as one was careful enough and had Inner Power Realm strength or higher, with a certain amount of self-protection capability, it was naturally possible to arrive here smoothly. “Oh? Martial Slave? But I am not here to become a Martial Slave.” He furrowed his brow. Although he, too, was an Immortal Cultivator, he was more of someone born into a traditional martial background. The term ‘Martial Slave’ indeed made him feel a bit uncomfortable. “Could it be that you are an Immortal Cultivator?” The bald man scoffed as he heard this. “Is there a problem?” Bai Ziyue cast a calm glance at him, flicked a finger, and a ball of orange-red flame appeared in his hand. With a slight wave, the flame vanished. He then walked straight into the town without lingering. The town wasn’t large. Even if the bald man was not big, Bai Ziyue would’ve found the Enlightenment Pavilion within a few more steps, sparing the need for deliberate inquiries. “Is he really an Immortal Cultivator?” The bald man widened his eyes, his face suddenly turning red with a hint of shame. He initially intended to mention the regulations of the Sunrise Daoist Sect, hoping Bai Ziyue would leave disappointed, satisfying his schadenfreude. He never expected the other party was not a Martial Artist, but rather a cultivator with Immortal Technique talent... This left him somewhat dejected. Deep in his eyes, a strong sense of envy surged. “Old Cao, got snubbed, huh? Didn’t you notice his immaculate white attire despite the long journey? Can’t you see his extraordinary nature?” A middle-aged man, dressed in black long-sleeved clothing and showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, laughed as he spoke. “Who knew he was dressed like a Martial Artist but turned out to be an Immortal Cultivator? No way, I have to see this for myself. The disciples of the Sunrise Daoist Sect are divided into four ranks based on age, talent, and realm. The first rank is the most honorable, the fourth rank the last. Should he be ranked four, even after joining, he would only be a miscellaneous disciple, with a status not much higher than ours, the Martial Slaves. I must see which rank he will be assigned.” Saying this, Old Cao hurriedly followed, wanting to witness the scene. The town was filled with martial artists like them, who hadn’t joined the Sunrise Daoist Sect but dreamed of becoming Innate like the Seven Innate Ancestor Masters from Seven Sword Mountain, wielding swords across the world. With plenty of leisure time and a love for excitement, a group soon gathered to follow. “Enlightenment Pavilion!” Bai Ziyue found the Enlightenment Pavilion within minutes. Without hesitation, he settled the Little Black Dog on the side and entered while holding Zhao Yue’er’s hand. “Are you planning to join our Sunrise Daoist Sect?” Inside the Enlightenment Pavilion, an elder with graying hair looked up at Bai Ziyue and casually asked, “What’s your cultivation level?” “Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation!” Bai Ziyue replied in a deep voice. “Hmm?” The elder suddenly raised his head, astonished, “You’re not a Martial Artist?” “I have a habit of restraining my aura.” It was only then that Bai Ziyue realized why the bald man had mistaken him for a Martial Artist. His attire indeed made him look like one. He immediately expanded the aura he had been holding back. Instantly, an ethereal sense of an Immortal Cultivator emanated from him. “Indeed, the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation.” The elder let out a sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and became much more enthusiastic, even inviting a young cultivator nearby to serve hot tea and invited him to sit. At the doorway, Old Cao and others, who were peeking, all had their eyes wide open, appearing shocked. Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation? Even though they already knew Bai Ziyue was an Immortal Cultivator, they never expected his Immortal Technique cultivation would be so high. In the Sunrise Daoist Sect, the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation was already an elite disciple. The status in the Sunrise Daoist Sect was even higher than seasoned miscellaneous disciples who had broken through to the Innate Realm in Martial Arts. As for Martial Slaves, it was merely a term of self-deprecation for themselves.

Chapter 277: 276: Embarrassed Now (Please Subscribe)

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