Azure Sword Sect – Disciple Recruitment Ceremony
Thousands of young boys and girls gathered on the vast training ground, their lines stretching for miles. Among them, the families of some watched with hopeful eyes.
At the center of the grounds stood the stewards who were tall, unyielding, clad in the sect's signature blue robes, their faces cold and expressionless. Floating beside each steward was a glowing blue orb. One by one, the children approached, placed their hands upon the orbs, and awaited their fates, which the orbs announced without mercy.
Lin Fan—Inferior 4th Grade Spiritual Root. Pass.
Li Yao—Fail. No Spiritual Roots.
Han Jue—Middle 4th Grade Spiritual Root. Pass.
Yang Kai—Higher 5th Grade Spiritual Root. Fail.
The announcements continued without pause.
High above, seated upon an elevated platform, were the elders and the Sect Master. The Sect Master's brows were deeply furrowed as he watched the results. He sighed.
At his left side, an elder tried to comfort him. "Sigh… Sect Master, it is all a matter of fate. All we can hope for is at least a 3rd Grade Spiritual Root talent. That would suffice for now."
The Sect Master exhaled slowly. "Let us hope so."
Then, a voice rang out from the ground below.
"Xi Xuan—Middle 2nd Grade Spiritual Root. Pass."
The Sect Master and all the elders immediately turned their gazes toward the source of the voice. There stood a young girl with an innocent face and delicate features, her hair tied neatly. Dressed in green robes, she stood frozen in shock.
Before she could even process what had just happened, an elder's voice thundered from above.
"Junior, it seems we are fated. Will you be willing to become my disciple?"
Before she could respond, another voice cut in. "Junior, ignore him! Become my disciple and I will teach you immortal sword techniques!"
"Fuck off, Luo! Has your own mother even seen an immortal technique?!"
"Damn you! She will be my disciple!"
"Get lost, you old dog! She will become my disciple!"
As the elders bickered like squabbling children, a commanding, thunderous voice echoed to every corner of the ground.
"Silence!"
The ground trembled. "We will decide later whose disciple she becomes after the tests have ended."
At the same time, the Sect Master sent a voice transmission to the elders: "God damn it, you fools! Do you have no regard for your dignity at all? Be quiet now ,you have embarrassed the entire sect!"
The elders fell silent, suddenly aware of their impulsive outburst. After all, such a level of talent had not been seen in the sect for dozens of years.
Down on the ground, a young man stood with his face lowered. He sighed inwardly.
"Who knows what Spiritual Roots I'll have… As a legendary transmigrator, I should at least have an Immortal Rank Spiritual Root, right?"
He thought this with a hint of irony. In truth, he was not from this world. He had come from a place called the Blue Planet where he was a mundane 9-to-5 office worker. One day, an accident claimed his life, and he woke up in this body in a cultivation world. He had only arrived yesterday and had just finished absorbing the original host's memories. Fortunately, his name in this world was also Wang Ping. He was an orphan who had come to join an immortal sect, hoping to change his fate.
Lost in thought, he noticed there were now only two boys left in front of him. The testing period was drawing to a close. Truth be told, he was quite nervous.
Just then—
A soft ding echoed in his ears.
[DING! INFINITE MONEY SYSTEM HAS BEEN ACTIVATED.]