Chapter 65

The stone door looked simple and unadorned, ancient, and extremely sturdy. Apart from being rather large, there was nothing peculiar about it.

Behind the stone door, a faint shadow loomed, making it hard to see clearly with the naked eye. A thought crossed his mind, and his soul consciousness spread out, extending toward the back of the stone door.

"Hum—"

Suddenly, Hua Xiajiu's whole body trembled, and a sharp pain shot through his mind, causing him to frown slightly.

The moment his soul consciousness entered, it seemed to vanish like mud in the sea, as if it had been directly swallowed.

Seeing the strange scene behind the stone door, Hua Xiajiu felt a chill and became somewhat wary.

He wanted to ask the 'cleaner' a few questions, but after looking at the other's appearance, he gave a bitter smile and turned to continue observing the area behind the stone door.

At this moment, the 'cleaner' seemed to have finished cleaning and walked straight toward the stone door. Hua Xiajiu's eyes lit up, and he watched the 'cleaner' closely.

The 'cleaner' seemed completely unaware and crossed the stone door as if it were a familiar path, disappearing from sight.

Hua Xiajiu saw clearly that the 'cleaner' had vanished upon crossing the stone door, and his face changed, leaving him speechless.

After a long while, Hua Xiajiu weighed his options and concluded that there was likely no danger behind the stone door. Besides, there was no other way forward. Had he come all this way to join the Ziyou Sect, successfully passed the selection test, and then turn back just because of a strange stone door?

Hua Xiajiu made up his mind and, without hesitation, took a step forward and walked through the stone door.

Hua Xiajiu felt as if his body had submerged into the depths of a lake, heavy and oppressive. He had never experienced this feeling before, but he knew it was similar to the sensation of nearly drowning.

This feeling did not last long. Hua Xiajiu felt his body lighten as he emerged from the "water," facing a scene of black, white, and gray.

This was a decaying yet tidy square, with no colors other than the monotonous black, white, and gray.

Hua Xiajiu looked at the square in surprise. If it weren't for the gentle breeze on his face, he would have thought he was looking at a serene and eerie sketch.

On the square, there were six figures in black robes and three in gray robes. Most of the black-robed figures had pale faces and cold eyes, looking at Hua Xiajiu, who was dressed in blue, with surprise. The gray-robed figures, on the other hand, had their heads hidden in hoods, making their faces indiscernible. They mostly stood behind the black-robed figures and seemed completely unaware of Hua Xiajiu's presence.

The square was surrounded by a gray mist, visible to the naked eye.

"Who is this kid? Which senior or uncle's disciple is he? I've never seen him before," a black-robed figure, thin and nearly six feet tall, suddenly said.

"Never seen him!"

"I've never seen this kid!"

"Why is he wearing blue? Could he be a disciple of Senior Zhu? Only her disciples wear colors other than gray and black."

"You fool! Senior Zhu's disciples are all women. When has she ever taken a male disciple?"

"Oh! That's true—wait! This kid's cultivation is so low! We don't have any Ling Condensation Realm disciples on Yumen Mountain."

As Hua Xiajiu looked around in surprise, the six black-robed figures began to point and discuss him.

Hua Xiajiu regained his composure and looked at the six black-robed figures.

"From the aura, two are Soul Departure Realm, three are Core Formation Realm. No wonder the Ziyou Sect is one of the Three Sects and Nine Schools. They are indeed formidable. The Tianyi Sect has only six Soul Departure Realm cultivators, and the Bingxue Sect has only five. In those two sects, they are all elders or sect leaders. Here, these two Soul Departure Realm cultivators are just ordinary inner disciples." Hua Xiajiu thought to himself as he walked toward the five or six gray-robed figures.

When he was about five meters away from the group, Hua Xiajiu bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, seniors! I am Hua Xiajiu. I just passed the entrance test and followed the path to this place. I don't know who I should see or where to go to complete the entrance procedures."

As soon as Hua Xiajiu finished speaking, the entire square fell silent. The six black-robed figures stared at him in shock. After nearly ten breaths, the tall, thin cultivator let out a scream, his body glowing with a phosphorescent light, and he ran toward a wooden gate about two meters high at the other end of the square.

"Damn it! Today is the day for new disciples to enter, and the affairs office didn't notify us on Yumen Mountain." At the same time, another black-robed cultivator cursed and kicked off, flying toward the restricted gate.

Immediately, the remaining four black-robed figures, except for one, let out strange cries and fled in a frenzy, each displaying their unique abilities.

The remaining robust, dark-skinned young man, seeing the others leave, was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and took a deep breath, shouting, "Master, come to the front square! A new disciple has just arrived." His voice was like thunder, full of authority.

After shouting, the robust young man smiled at Hua Xiajiu and said, "These fools! Running back won't be as fast as my shout."

At the same time, the five who had already run into the restricted gate, whether flying in the air or running on the ground, all stumbled, nearly falling to the ground. They then turned and looked at the robust young man with strange expressions.

"You fool! I was the first to leave, so I would definitely be the first to bring our master here. This junior disciple would surely join our master's disciples. Now that you've shouted, our master has heard, but so have the other seniors. Sigh! Why did I end up with such a foolish junior brother!" The tall, thin man, who had returned, glared at the robust young man in anger.

From the moment Hua Xiajiu spoke to the tall, thin man's outburst, the entire process was swift and confusing.

Before the tall, thin man finished his outburst, before the robust young man could say anything, and before Hua Xiajiu could understand what was happening, he felt a cold wind, and his body was lifted off the ground, moving at high speed in a certain direction. Hua Xiajiu was terrified, but he found that his body and soul were no longer under his control.

In a flash, a silver-white skeletal claw appeared in front of Hua Xiajiu, moving as fast as lightning toward him.

Seeing this, Hua Xiajiu was so frightened that his soul nearly left his body, feeling a sense of despair.

When the ghostly claw was less than half a meter away from Hua Xiajiu, a dark fist appeared in front of him, striking the ghostly claw.

Bang—

A loud noise echoed, and a towering silver skeleton and a similarly large black zombie suddenly appeared in the air. On the skull of the skeleton and the shoulder of the zombie stood two purple-robed elders, who glared coldly at each other.

The silver skeleton and the black zombie were evenly matched, each retreating and falling to the ground. Hua Xiajiu, held by the purple-robed elder, also fell to the ground, still in the elder's grasp.

Finally, I have the contract for the novel. Thank you all for your support. This is the second update today, and the third will be around 9 PM. I still humbly request your collections, red tickets, and positive reviews!

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