Chapter 297 - Chapter 297: 297 Collisions (1/2)

Chapter 297: 297 Collisions

Kunshan, the most famous fairy mountain in the Great Moon Dynasty, is shrouded in clouds and mist all day long, akin to a fairyland.

This is also considered a sacred place by all cultivators within the Great Moon Dynasty.

In the Great Moon Dynasty, anyone who wants to embark on the path of cultivation has only one way to do so — by journeying to Kunshan and becoming a disciple of Kunshan.

Using Kunshan as a stepping stone, they then join the Wanxiang Gate and set foot on the path to eternal life.

There are countless people yearning to join Kunshan. However, Kunshan only accepts new disciples once every ten years, and there are only ten places available.

The competition is extremely fierce, only true geniuses have a chance at joining Kunshan.

Today is the day of Kunshan’s open door, a group of youngsters arrive one after another at the foot of the mountain, making their way up with a pilgrimage-like reverence.

These people are the ones who have passed the initial selection and are eligible to compete for the ten spots — a total of three hundred people.

The first test is to reach the peak of Kunshan.

“Have you heard? This year, a person with an innate flame body appeared. He was directly led to the peak, bypassing the test.”

“Doesn’t that mean there’s one less spot available?”

“Damn it! Why are we so unlucky, encountering a rare innate body that hasn’t appeared for hundreds of years.”

When this news spread, it caused an uproar.

“Silence.”

Suddenly, a loud shout rose, stifling the buzz of whispers. An elegant man declared loudly, “Those who make it to the peak before darkness falls may proceed to the next test.”

Having said this, he swooshed upwards into the sky.

Boom. The group of youngsters started scrambling to run up the mountain.

Amid the crowd, a nondescript young man in grey clothing moved nimbly. With a quick dodge, he dove into a nearby forest, choosing not to follow the main group.

“Mother, I will become a disciple of Wanxiang Gate to avenge my father’s death!”

A raging fire burned in the young man’s eyes, his gaze unwavering.

The young man was Nie Yuxuan, fourteen years old, from a small place. He had endured countless hardships and defeated numerous competitors to get here, vying for the last ten spots.

To him, becoming a disciple of Kunshan was only the first step.

The disciples of Kunshan are only the outer disciples of Wanxiang Gate.

Only by becoming an inner disciple of the Wanxiang Gate would he have a chance to avenge his father’s death.

His enemy is too powerful!

To become an inner disciple, you have to participate in the grand competition held once every twenty years.

Wanxiang Dongtian consisted of seven main continents, each with a Domain Lord.

Under the Domain Lords, there are several grand dynasties.

Each dynasty has a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse in residence, just like Kunshan, which is responsible for recruiting outer disciples.

The Wanxiang Gate manages Wanxiang Dongtian this way, firmly controlling it in their hands and from every continent, they select the most outstanding individuals to inject fresh blood into the sect.

Nie Yuxuan moved quickly through the forest. The lush vegetation did not hinder him at all.

He was at the ninth level of Qi Refinement, only one step away from establishing his core foundation. He could easily move through the forest.

In fact, the three hundred people who came today all have a qi cultivation level of at least eight and are all under the age of sixteen.

Anyone who doesn’t meet this standard isn’t even eligible to be here.

Among them, at least a few dozen people are at the ninth level of qi refinement.

If it was just a matter of comparing cultivation levels, he had confidence he could rank within the top ten.

However, Kunshan’s rules do not merely consider cultivation level. In fact, there isn’t much difference between the eighth and ninth level of Qi Refinement.

Kunshan also tests their adaptability, willpower, as well as the elusive factor of fortune.

Of course, if someone could advance to the Foundation Establishment stage before turning sixteen, they could directly secure a spot.

Just like the girl who has the innate body constitution.

Nie Yuxuan originally had a chance, but he still fell a bit short.

“If only I had six more months…”

Just as he was thinking this, the scenery in front of him changed abruptly. The trees around him seemed to vanish into thin air, leaving emptiness.

What just happened?

Stunned, he heard a cold voice say, “Who’s this wicked intruder, daring to cause trouble on Kunshan!”

The voice resonated, almost making him faint from the dizzying noise. But just then, a cooling sensation came from the jade pendant hanging around his neck, helping him regain consciousness.

Nie Yuxuan turned towards the source of the voice. In the sky, there was a middle-aged Daoist in Daoist clothing with golden edges, giving him the appearance of an immortal.

Could this be…Master Kunyang?

He was taken aback.

Master Kunyang, a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse, was the master of Kunshan and a representative of Wanxiang Dongtian. A person of high status whose presence was felt throughout the Great Moon Dynasty.

Why would such an important person appear here?

Is this part of the test, too?

While Nie Yuxuan was bewildered, a woman with an odd accent said, “Hand over that thing on your head.”

He looked around but saw no one speaking.

“Hahaha ….”

Master Kunyang burst into laughter, “Daring to covet my Extreme Sun Nail, you sure have great guts.”

As he spoke, a streak of blue light shot out from his forehead towards the ground.

“Great Dissolution Technique!”

Nie Yuxuan heard a string of weird sounds, almost like a chant of a spell.

The next moment, Master Kunyang was surrounded by crackling noises and his golden aura began to flicker rapidly, as if it might collapse at any moment.

“Eternal Sunlight!”

Following that, another series of incantations.

Before Nie Yuxuan’s eyes, a sun appeared. The blinding light stung his eyes and a terrifying wave of heat rolled over him.

It’s all over!