Chapter 21

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On the mountain plateau, four figures stood quietly waiting. The remaining one was wandering alone not far away.

Wujiao had intended to ask a few questions about his doubts, such as the use of the sound-transmitting jade slip and the rules of the immortal sect. However, none of the four companions gave him a proper look, so he tactfully moved to the side.

The mountain plateau was not large, only about ten zhang in diameter; one side was a sheer cliff, and the other was a steep precipice; on both sides were peculiar rocks and sparse vegetation; in the distance, the sky and earth merged, with misty clouds floating. A stone pavilion added to the scene, giving it a touch of the immortal realm!

The pavilion was made of green stone, with six stone pillars arranged around it. Although the design was simple and ancient, the upturned eaves added a unique charm.

Wujiao stopped to examine the pavilion, nodding at the characters "Xiaoyao" (freedom) above it.

Cultivating immortality is not bad; it grants longevity and the company of beautiful women, making it impossible not to be free. Those two characters deeply resonate with me!

Just as he was about to step into the pavilion, he heard Gu Li and the others say in unison, "Greetings, Senior!"

At the same time, two beams of sword light descended from the sky. In a moment, two men landed on the mountain plateau. One was an old man in black, about fifty years old, with gray hair and a stern, unsmiling face. The other was a man in his twenties or thirties, with a short beard, slightly dark skin, and a handsome face, also dressed in black and exuding an extraordinary aura.

Wujiao did not dare to be negligent and quietly stepped back a few paces to bow.

The old man, standing still, said coldly, "I am the supervisor of the sect, Xuanshui!"

The young man smiled, "Hehe, I am the supervisor of the Yunshui Hall, Xuan Yu!"

The old man, Xuanshui, glanced around and said coldly, "Who activated the sect's sound-transmitting jade slip?"

Gu Li hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully replied, "It was done by this junior, only to seek entry into the immortal sect!" He paused slightly and continued, "The sound-transmitting jade slip was given by Senior Xuansheng ten years ago. I do not know where he is, and I wish to thank him in person..."

Xuanshui snorted, "He has exhausted his lifespan and died..."

Gu Li could easily find the Spirit Mountain thanks to the senior from back then. Now, finding out that the senior was no longer around, he was at a loss.

At this moment, the man who called himself Xuanshui smiled, "You all came to seek entry into the immortal sect? Let's skip the formalities and go to the Xiaoyao Pavilion to test your spiritual roots..." He waved his sleeve and walked towards the stone pavilion, gesturing, "Five juniors, one by one!"

Gu Li took a deep breath, calmed down, and raised his hand in acknowledgment, leading the way to the stone pavilion. Mushen, Taozi, and Hongnü followed, each with a nervous expression.

Wujiao watched from the side, secretly curious.

I thought immortals were beings with the same lifespan as the heavens and earth, capable of anything. I didn't expect them to also have their lifespans exhausted and die. This is quite surprising!

What does it mean to test spiritual roots?

There are too many things I don't understand, everything is so fresh!

When Gu Li entered the pavilion and stood still, the six stone pillars around him flickered with light. Then it was Mushen's turn, followed by Taozi and Hongnü. No matter who it was, the stone pillars flickered to some extent. Finally, it was Wujiao's turn, but he stood there, confused.

Xuan Yu lifted his chin and gestured, "Boy, it's your turn..."

Wujiao hesitated for a moment and then walked into the pavilion under everyone's watchful eyes. But when he stood still, there was no light. He was puzzled and stomped his feet. The situation remained the same, and the six pillars did not move. How strange, everyone else had light, but when it was my turn, nothing happened?

Xuan Yu couldn't help but laugh, "Hehe, what are you, a mere mortal, doing here..."

Xuanshui's face remained stern, "Among the four juniors, Gu Li has the best spiritual roots. Senior Xuansheng had good eyesight. You might as well follow me!"

With a point of his finger, a sword beam appeared out of nowhere.

In an instant, a giant sword, over ten zhang long and over a zhang wide, appeared and hovered in the air.

He stepped onto the sword tip and ordered, "Lingxia Mountain is taking four disciples today, let's go up the mountain..."

Gu Li's worries turned to joy, and he hurriedly bowed to Xuanshui again. Taozi and Hongnü were envious, and even Mushen showed jealousy. The four of them stepped onto the giant sword and looked back at their companion left behind. Among them, some were hateful, some were angry, some were indifferent, and of course, some were regretful.

A mortal without spiritual roots, pretending to be a cultivator, and even deceiving his companions. If he hadn't been exposed, everyone would still be in the dark. Truly despicable and hateful. If I had known, I would have dealt with him with a flick of my finger. What about the strange occurrences before...

The giant sword, carrying five people, slowly rose into the air.

Another sword beam appeared, and someone waved his sleeve, "Boy, get lost..."

Wujiao slowly walked out of the stone pavilion, still in disbelief and looking around.

Only those with spiritual roots can cultivate immortality? And this stone pavilion is used for testing. Does this mean I came all this way for nothing, and I will never have a chance with Spirit Mountain or Fairy Ziyun? Even if I don't cultivate, you can't let my deep affection go to waste!

If that were to happen, it would be too heartbreaking!

He glanced at his former companions and muttered to himself, "I told you I was a mortal, but you didn't believe me. What can I do..." He thought for a moment and hurriedly turned to the arrogant Xuan Yu, "I know Senior Changxian, and I was just about to go up the mountain to visit him. Please make an exception for me..."

Xuanshui, driving the giant sword, heard the name "Changxian" and couldn't help but look down, then coldly snorted and continued to drive the sword, carrying five people through the clouds and into the sky.

Xuan Yu, stepping on a flying sword, paused and said in surprise, "You know Changxian?"

Wujiao, without thinking, quickly said, "Yes, yes, I know him well, and we have a good relationship. He said I... have extraordinary talent and excellent spiritual roots. If I cultivate, I will... achieve great things, hehe..." He couldn't finish his sentence, feeling somewhat guilty. It was rare for him to boast, and even he didn't believe it.

Xuan Yu still smiled, "Hehe, Changxian is stubborn and proud, and he is lazy by nature. He has poor relationships with his fellow disciples. If you have a good relationship with him, you have no chance of going up the mountain!" He increased the light of his sword and was about to take off.

Wujiao suddenly remembered something and slapped his head. In the rush, he had forgotten something important. He hurriedly took out an object and raised it, "Fairy Ziyun sent me to seek refuge and left this token as proof, sigh..." Before he could finish, the jade pendant he held suddenly flew up and changed hands.

Xuan Yu, standing on the flying sword, held the jade pendant and looked curious, "This is indeed Ziyun's token. A mere mortal like you could save her life..."

It seems the token is useful; I should have shown it earlier!

Wujiao's heart eased, and he clasped his hands and smiled, "I am fortunate..." But he couldn't finish his sentence and was speechless again.

A sword beam carrying a figure suddenly disappeared into the sky.

Xuan Yu left without a word, taking the token with him...

Wujiao took a few steps in pursuit, but the clouds and the steep cliffs blocked his way. He was stunned, unable to react for a while.

The jade pendant was his last chance to go up the mountain, and it just vanished? At least give me a reason. Without a word, he left me here. How despicable, it makes no sense at all!

What should I do now?

Wujiao lowered his head, shook his sore neck, and looked at his tattered clothes and the shoes with exposed toes, feeling helpless and smiling bitterly.

I once admired the Spirit Mountain and the immortals, and held them in high regard. Now, it seems they are just like this. The cultivators I met were mostly arrogant and self-important. Only Fairy Ziyun is good, at least she knows how to repay kindness and favors me, as proven by the token...

Wujiao thought of the jade pendant and felt a bit heartbroken. He then paced around, looking around helplessly.

If this place doesn't keep me, there will be another place that will. I can continue wandering, and I won't lack a place to stay. It's just a pity for Fairy Ziyun; you won't meet a devoted lover like me again.

What can I do, what can I do, what can I do? Since I came from afar, I will stay here with you for one night to express my feelings and comfort my heart...

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Lingxia Mountain covers a thousand li, with towering peaks and hills, and a variety of rare flowers and plants. Waterfalls and streams flow continuously, making it a place of clear and lush beauty, known for its cloud and mist scenery. Among the peaks, the most scenic are the Zixia, Chixia, and Hongxia peaks, with their caves and pavilions, lush plants, and dense spiritual energy, resembling a paradise on earth!

At this moment, a man stepped on a sword beam and headed straight for the Chixia Peak.

In a moment, he landed on a cliff halfway up the mountain and called out, "Ziyun, Xuan Yu is here to visit!"

On the cliff, among the vines and flowers, there were two cave entrances, each about the height of a person, very quiet and elegant.

Following his words, a figure in white gracefully walked out of the cave and bowed, "Yezhi greets Senior!"

If Wujiao were here, he would recognize this round-faced, beautiful woman; she is Yezhi.

Xuan Yu nodded, seemingly displeased, "Why doesn't Ziyun show herself to me..."

Yezhi smiled apologetically and said respectfully, "After Senior Ziyun returned to the mountain, she was still recovering from her injuries. During her recovery, she may have been impolite. Senior, if you have anything to say, please tell me, and I will pass it on!"

At the same time, a weak and clear voice came from the other cave, "Please forgive me, Senior... Ziyun is not well, cough, cough..."

It was Ziyun speaking, sounding weak and intermittent, likely due to her breathing.

Xuan Yu's expression softened, and he complained, "Ziyun, I wanted to help you recover, but you always refused. Now that you are about to reach the Foundation Establishment stage, you cannot afford to delay!"

The voice replied, "Thank you, Senior, for your concern!"

Xuan Yu shook his head, "I consider you like a sister. Why be so formal? Ziyun, you can call me brother in the future!"

Ziyun replied from behind the cave door, "Senior, the order of seniority and respect cannot be abandoned..."

Xuan Yu had no interest in arguing and raised the jade pendant in his palm, trying to please her, "Ziyun, an old friend has come to see you..."

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