# **Chapter 662 — The Girl from the Crack**
Far above the worlds—
A silent fracture once opened within the endless void.
From that crack—
A young woman fell.
Her long hair flowed like dark silk.
A **golden crown** rested upon her head.
Her robes were **deep purple**, elegant and noble.
Around her neck hung a **purple necklace**, its center holding a brilliant **diamond-like gem** glowing with protective power.
But the moment she entered the **Inner World**—
The invisible laws of heaven pressed down.
Her cultivation trembled violently.
A terrifying force suppressed her realm.
The once overwhelming aura collapsed rapidly.
From an unimaginable level—
It fell to **Earth Immortal First Stage**.
The young woman's eyes narrowed slightly.
She understood immediately.
"This world… suppresses power."
After a moment she calmly sealed her aura again—
Lowering it further to **Void Emperor Third Stage**.
Only then did she begin moving toward the **lower realms of the Inner World**.
Her destination was simple.
She needed a **sect**.
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# **Chapter 663 — Arrival at the Southern Meridian**
Months later—
The young woman arrived in the **Southern Meridian**.
The land here was filled with countless sects.
Yet one name appeared repeatedly in rumors.
The **Starry Sky Sect**.
Many spoke about it with admiration.
Others spoke with awe.
But almost all stories eventually mentioned one name.
**Yang Lin.**
Curious, the young woman followed the mountain roads until the towering gates of the **Starry Sky Sect** appeared before her.
Today—
The sect was crowded.
New disciples were gathering.
The annual **entry selection** had begun.
She watched quietly for a moment.
Then stepped forward.
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# **Chapter 664 — The Statue in the Square**
Inside the sect—
A massive **central square** stretched beneath the open sky.
Thousands of young cultivators stood in groups.
Some were nervous.
Some were confident.
But at the very center of the square—
A towering statue rose above everything.
The statue depicted a calm young man standing beneath the stars.
His robes flowed gently.
His gaze was steady.
Below the statue was a simple inscription.
**Yang Lin — Number One Genius of the Starry Sky Sect.**
Many disciples stopped occasionally to look up at it.
Even the older disciples carried a trace of reverence.
The purple-robed young woman studied the statue quietly.
Her eyes held faint curiosity.
"So this is Yang Lin…"
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# **Chapter 665 — The Examination Begins**
Soon the **entry examination** began.
Several **inner disciples** stepped forward to supervise.
The crowd quieted immediately.
One disciple spoke loudly.
"Those who pass the spiritual examination may become **inner disciples**."
"Those with exceptional talent may become **core disciples**."
Excitement spread through the crowd.
For many cultivators—
Joining the Starry Sky Sect meant changing their entire destiny.
One by one—
Candidates stepped forward to test their spiritual roots.
Some succeeded.
Some failed.
The square gradually filled with whispers.
Then—
The purple-robed woman stepped forward.
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# **Chapter 666 — The Purple Flower**
When her turn arrived—
The testing crystal began shining brightly.
At first—
The light was normal.
But suddenly—
A strange phenomenon appeared.
A **purple flower-like aura** bloomed within the crystal.
The light expanded rapidly.
The supervising disciples froze.
One inner disciple stepped forward quickly.
His eyes widened.
"This…"
Another disciple whispered.
"She qualifies… for **Seed Disciple status**."
The announcement spread across the square like lightning.
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# **Chapter 667 — Shock in the Square**
The crowd erupted.
"Seed disciple?!"
"That level of talent?"
Even the **inner disciples** looked stunned.
Only the most extraordinary talents could become **Seed Disciples**.
Such individuals would usually become the personal disciples of the **Sect Leader** or a powerful elder.
Yet the purple-robed woman simply stood calmly.
As if the result meant nothing.
One disciple finally asked carefully.
"What is your name?"
The woman answered softly.
"**Zǐ Sè Huā Duǒ**."
(紫色花朵)
Purple Flower.
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# **Chapter 668 — The Sect Leader's Attention**
News spread quickly throughout the Starry Sky Sect.
Even the **Sect Leader** soon heard about it.
"A new Seed Disciple candidate?"
He stroked his beard thoughtfully.
"It has been years since we last saw talent like this."
Yet something else made the situation unusual.
When some elders observed her aura—
They felt something strange.
Her cultivation seemed only **Void Emperor Third Stage**.
Yet her presence carried a faint depth they could not understand.
One elder murmured quietly.
"This girl… is unusual."
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# **Chapter 669 — The Silent Statue**
Later that evening—
Zǐ Sè Huā Duǒ returned to the central square.
The crowd had already dispersed.
Only the statue remained beneath the moonlight.
She stood quietly before it.
The stone figure of **Yang Lin** seemed calm and distant.
For a moment—
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Interesting…"
She felt something unusual from the statue.
Not power.
But presence.
A presence that suggested the man who once stood here had already surpassed this place.
The wind moved softly across the square.
The statue remained silent.
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# **Chapter 670 — Rumors of the Northern King**
Within the Starry Sky Sect—
The new disciples continued discussing the mysterious girl.
"Where did she come from?"
"No idea…"
"But becoming a Seed Disciple immediately is unbelievable."
Others began whispering about another name again.
**Yang Lin.**
The legendary genius who once cultivated here.
The one whose statue stood in the square.
Some even joked quietly.
"If Senior Yang Lin were still here, he might take her as a disciple."
Of course—
None of them knew the truth.
Yang Lin had long since left the sect.
And his path had already reached far beyond the **Southern Meridian**.
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# **Chapter 671 — A Quiet Beginning**
The next morning—
Zǐ Sè Huā Duǒ officially became a **Seed Disciple candidate** of the Starry Sky Sect.
Many elders observed her with curiosity.
Some hoped she would become the next great genius of the sect.
Others simply watched silently.
But the young woman herself seemed indifferent to the attention.
Her true goal remained hidden.
She had come here for one reason.
To **observe this world**.
And perhaps—
One day—
To meet the man whose statue stood quietly in the square.
**Yang Lin.**
Far away—
Across the vast mountains of the **Northern Meridian**—
The real Yang Lin stood beneath the stars.
Unaware that a mysterious girl from beyond the realms had just stepped onto the stage of the Inner World.