Chapter 1 (1/2)

At the Lofty Cloud Sect Mountain’s entrance, there are hundreds of young people waiting for the sect’s trial.

A large spell array has been opened. The wind is like a mournful wolf’s howl. In this gloomy weather people feel depressed. Looking up, the mountain road twists and turns, like a coiling snake

Lofty Cloud Sect is a famous righteous sect that opens its door every ten years. The youths on the scene are eager to try joining the sect. As long as they can pass the trial, they can be reborn and set foot on the path to immortality.

Around the square are more than a dozen green stone pillars. Each stone is said to have the power to exorcise evil spirits and has stood erect for several thousand years and the wind and rain have not left any traces of wear on them.

At that moment, a person floated down from the highest pillar.

That person looked around 20 years old, slender or even emaciated, the beautiful face seemed carefully carved and flawless. He is wearing a fine wide-sleeved white robe decorated with golden bamboo leaves at the edges. His long hair, crowned with gold and jade, is fluttering in the wind, giving him an ethereal and reserved air.

His appearance stuns the disciples responsible for the trial.

“Greetings to Shishu (Grand Uncle Teacher/Grand Martial Uncle).” A few young monks dressed in three generations of disciple costumes immediately bowed and trembled.

Lofty Cloud Sect has six palaces, twelve halls, thirty-six peaks, seventy-two caves, the remaining small places are numerous, but the six palaces, including the head of the Chongyang Palace, are the most important.

Mu Chen is the head of the fifth house -Yanyang (Sunshine) Palace.

Though Mu Chen started (his training?) late, he ranked fifth. At 16 years old he built his Foundation, a once-in-a-hundred genius whom the disciples admire.

Unfortunately, Mu Chen’s temper is cold, he is never in any place where many people appear, and does not like people. He has been a deeply mysterious existence.

So when that person suddenly appeared at the trial, how can others not be shocked?

Everyone has forgotten the trial now, all eyes are on Mu Chen but they only dare to stare at his clothes. No one dares to meet his eyes in case it brings them disaster.

Mu Chen does not care about the surrounding eyes, floating from one pillar to another, his steps natural and skilled, his manner still cold, looking down at the people with slightly narrowed phoenix eyes.

He’s looking for someone. To be exact, he is looking for a child but he doesn’t know how old the child is.

Looking at each child’s face one by one, Mu Chen’s eyes finally fell on a black-clothed child.Compared to other children who were mostly more than 10 years of age, this child is obviously a lot smaller, around five or six years old.

The child is very thin, with tender facial features that are quite handsome.

As if he sensed that someone was looking at him, the child opened his eyes to look into Mu Chen’s exquisite peach eyes. The child’s own eyes were dark as ink, deep and distant and under the left one is a bright and eye-catching tear-shaped red beauty mark (mole).

Mu Chen suddenly flew down to the side of the child, looking down at his face. Chen’s indifferent eyes finally have a trace of complex and difficult to distinguish emotions.

“What is your name?” Like his temperament, his voice is cold. This sentence caught the attention of the dazed crowd and the restless children.

“Gu Yunjue.” The child revealed a well-behaved smile, looking shyly at Mu Chen. In his eyes, Mu Chen is reflected and no other person can enter.

Mu Chen nodded and, to the amazement of everyone present, picked up Gu Yunjue in his arms, too lazy to say another word, and left.

“Grand Martial Uncle!” One of the disciples tried to stop Mu Chen. The child called Gu Yunjue is only six years old and he has not been tested.

Unfortunately for the disciple, the white sleeves flashed in front of the eyes, everyone smelled only an elegant medicine incense, and they had already disappear.

Hidden in the distant clouds, two old men looked at this scene.

One of them whispered: “That young one has just stepped into the Demigod stage. His fine tender skin looks delicious.”

The cultivator’s levels are divided into the following realms:

(TN: Literal names)

筑基 Qi Refining Period

金丹 Core Formation Period

元婴 Nascent Soul Period

化神 Demigod Period

合体 Synthesis Period

大乘 Mahayana/Path to Godhood Period