Chapter 8

"**Hand of the World, the Flower Blooms and Falls, the Death Tower Seizes Lives! It's actually the assassin from the Death Tower!"

Ling Dao said in a low voice. As the prince of the Free King, he had naturally heard of the Death Tower's reputation. The Death Tower was an incredibly terrifying organization. As long as the reward was sufficient, even the Emperor of the Daliang Dynasty would not be safe from their assassins.

The Free King had once mentioned the Death Tower, an assassin organization that was widespread across various regions. The leader of the Death Tower was as elusive as a dragon's tail. The Daliang Dynasty's Death Tower was merely a branch. Yet, even this branch dared to assassinate the Emperor of the Daliang Dynasty, which showed just how terrifying the Death Tower was.

The Daliang Dynasty had once tried to deal with the Death Tower, but the result was that all the royal family members, except for the Crown Prince, were assassinated. Their heads were hung at the city gates. If the Death Tower had not wanted to exterminate the Daliang royal family, the Crown Prince's head would have been hung there as well. Since then, the Daliang Dynasty had never dared to confront the Death Tower again.

"The Death Tower and our Free King's Mansion have never had any grudges. They must have been hired by someone else. Taking someone's money and eliminating their troubles is the principle of the Death Tower!"

Ling Dao had already guessed the mastermind. The one who could hire the Death Tower on such a large scale was most likely the royal family of the Daliang Dynasty. They had long been wary of the Free King, and now that the Free King had disappeared, using the Death Tower to eliminate him, the prince, was only natural.

"Your Highness, don't think too much. Let's leave here quickly to avoid being caught by other assassins."

Despite his injuries, Jiang Zhong knew that staying here could cost them their lives. Even a single True Qi Realm assassin had nearly taken his life. The Death Tower had many assassins who could easily kill them both.

"Traveling is urgent. Once we reach the Heavenly Martial Sect, Your Highness will be safe!"

The Death Tower was indeed powerful, but an assassin organization would not dare to confront the Heavenly Martial Sect head-on. The Heavenly Martial Sect was a major force on par with the Daliang Dynasty. As long as Ling Dao stayed within the Heavenly Martial Sect, he should be safe from any threats.

Seven days later, Jiang Zhong and Ling Dao finally arrived at the foot of the mountain where the Heavenly Martial Sect was located. Fortunately, during these seven days, they had not encountered any assassins. Otherwise, whether they could have reached the Heavenly Martial Sect would have been uncertain.

"Heavenly Martial Sect!"

At the foot of the mountain, a massive stone stele stood, engraved with the three large characters "Heavenly Martial Sect." The characters were majestic and exuded a grand aura. The stele alone was astonishing!

The area around the stele was crowded with people. Many young men around Ling Dao's age were filled with excitement. If they could become disciples of the Heavenly Martial Sect, their futures would be boundless. Their elders naturally hoped they could join the Heavenly Martial Sect.

"So many people! It seems we haven't missed the time. The Heavenly Martial Sect is recruiting disciples!"

In front of Jiang Zhong and Ling Dao, there were dense crowds of people, shoulder to shoulder. Jiang Zhong was extremely pleased. As long as Ling Dao could join the Heavenly Martial Sect, he would be at ease. His injuries were severe, and even with his past foundation, he didn't know how much longer he could live.

"Once Your Highness joins the Heavenly Martial Sect and learns great skills, you will surely be no less than the King. I believe that Your Highness will surpass the King and become even greater!"

In the past, Jiang Zhong had always believed that Ling Dao would achieve greatness, not for any other reason but because Ling Dao was the son of the Free King. Since the day seven days ago when Ling Dao delivered that stunning strike, Jiang Zhong had become even more convinced that Ling Dao would become a supreme expert in the future.

"Grandpa Jiang, let's go up!"

The Heavenly Martial Sect was a true major force, and recruiting disciples was no small matter. Thinking about the entrance examination of the Heavenly Martial Sect, Jiang Zhong's face turned grim. Given Ling Dao's condition, he was unlikely to pass the entrance examination.

"Hey, a sickly person like you also wants to join the Heavenly Martial Sect? Do you think the Heavenly Martial Sect is just any place?"

"You can't say that. Maybe he's a hidden expert. You know, even a dog can jump over a wall when it's desperate, and a rabbit can bite when it's cornered."

Ling Dao's face was pale, and he looked extremely weak. The young geniuses who wanted to join the Heavenly Martial Sect naturally began to mock him. After all, Ling Dao stood out among them. Becoming a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect was extremely difficult, and a sickly person like Ling Dao seemed unlikely to succeed.

"Your Highness, don't mind what they say. Don't worry, even if they can't join the Heavenly Martial Sect, you will!"

Jiang Zhong's words made the faces of those who had mocked Ling Dao change. Anyone referred to as "Your Highness" was definitely not an ordinary person. They were just ordinary geniuses, and they naturally couldn't provoke someone with a powerful background.

Ling Dao paid no attention to their words. In the past, with the Free King around, no one dared to say anything to him. But since the Free King's disappearance, more and more people had started to point and criticize him. How could he possibly stoop to their level?

"Anyone over sixteen years old, please leave voluntarily! Anyone who has not reached the True Qi Realm, please return to where you came from!"

A large banner fluttered in the wind, with these two sentences written on it. The Heavenly Martial Sect was extremely strict in recruiting disciples. They did not accept anyone over sixteen years old, and those who had not reached the True Qi Realm by sixteen were also not accepted.

Ling Dao was fifteen and had not yet reached the True Qi Realm. He did not need to participate in the entrance examination; he was already excluded. It seemed that joining the Heavenly Martial Sect was now impossible.

"Alas, I'm too old. I have to leave. I have no hope of joining the Heavenly Martial Sect in this life!"

"How frustrating! If only I had broken through to the True Qi Realm, I wouldn't even have the chance to participate in the entrance examination. How can I face my clan members when I return?"

Some of the young people who did not meet the conditions were dejected. The Heavenly Martial Sect was indeed powerful, but the entrance was too difficult. They had been eliminated even before the examination. However, their gazes soon focused on a young man.

Ling Dao did not leave but instead walked towards the gate of the Heavenly Martial Sect. He was not a True Qi Realm expert and looked even weaker than an ordinary person. Since he did not meet the conditions, why was he still entering the Heavenly Martial Sect? Did he dare to challenge the Heavenly Martial Sect?

"I am fifteen years old and not a True Qi Realm martial artist, but I still want to join the Heavenly Martial Sect!"

His words were firm, and his voice revealed a resolute determination. Ling Dao slowly walked towards the inner part of the Heavenly Martial Sect. His steps were not fast, but they were filled with an unstoppable momentum!

(PS: Dao Shen has just started, and the new group has not been established yet. If you have time, you can visit the Baidu Tieba. Dao Shen Tieba has been taken over by a book that was abandoned. My Dao Shen Tieba is Dao Shen_Ling Dao's Chaotic Dao Tieba. During the new book period, I hope all my brothers and sisters can read the official version, give it a collection, and vote with free flowers. I am very grateful!)

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