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Sect Leader Luo had keenly sensed the anomaly before it began. He immediately realized this could be an unprecedented event, and without hesitation, he ordered his disciples to activate the mountain protection barrier.

At Master Luo's command, the Wuji Sect's disciples sprang into action. They expertly executed spells, activating the powerful force of the mountain's protective barrier. Rays of light flickered, interweaving together to form an impenetrable barrier, tightly protecting the entire Wuji Sect.

The activation of the mountain protection barrier was undoubtedly a remarkable event. This move would inevitably draw the close attention of various factions. However, as the head of a sect, all Sect Leader Luo could do was to ensure that the outside world would not know that the cause of this bizarre phenomenon was a child of only five years old. Chu Yun was still young and could not withstand the hostility and pressure from various factions.

You know, just by the influx of spiritual energy, the five divine beasts appeared one after another. Such an unusual phenomenon is extremely rare. How will the outside world view this matter? Sect Leader Luo did not know.

However, one thing is certain: Chu Yun's future birth will undoubtedly stir up a storm. In the shadows, there are always those who are keen to strangle unborn geniuses in the cradle. While this behavior is despicable, it is part of reality.

Sect Leader Luo is now very glad that his master is Mo Heng, otherwise the other elders in the sect, or even himself, may not be able to protect him. Only the Wuji Sect’s only two supreme elders, the top masters of the Mahayana stage, can protect him until he is fully grown.

The news was sealed within the sect's main hall. The Wuji disciples only knew that a strange phenomenon had illuminated the entire sect that day. Those outside the Wuji sect only knew that the sect had activated the mountain protection formation that day, and that it was Venerable Mo Heng who had touched the Heavenly Dao.

Chu Jun was actually a bit surprised to learn that he had a Wood Spiritual Root. Back in the God Realm, he was more adept at light-attributed spells, so he'd assumed he had a Light Spiritual Root. However, Chu Jun also liked the Wood Spiritual Root. When Mo Heng was in the God Realm, he often said he must be the reincarnation of a snow lotus, otherwise how could he have such a fragrant lotus? Chu Jun wondered if he'd actually been some kind of plant in his past life.

This disciple-recruiting ceremony started off with such fanfare that everything that followed seemed incredibly dull.

Among more than a thousand children, there were five good seedlings with single spiritual roots, and forty or fifty with double spiritual roots. The rest, except for more than two hundred with three spiritual roots, were all with four or five spiritual roots. Compared with previous disciple-recruiting ceremonies, it was only average.

But no one felt disappointed. The appearance of Chu Yun was already a blessing for the sect. They believed that as long as Chu Yun could grow up, he would ensure the sect's prosperity for at least ten thousand years.

More than two hundred disciples who successfully passed the spiritual root test gathered in the sect's main hall. Sect Master Luo presided over the initiation ceremony, recited the sect's rules, and lit their own soul lamps. Only then could they truly become a member of the Wuji Sect.

Afterwards, the inner disciples left with their master, and the outer disciples were taken to the outer hills by the sect's chief disciple. The journey of cultivating immortals for those little ones had just begun, and it was unknown what kind of legends they would leave in the world of cultivation.

On this day, it is the sect's five-yearly disciple-recruiting ceremony. Outside the sect, tens of thousands of children are waiting, dreaming of their own dreams of cultivating immortals, and new disciples will enter the path of cultivating immortals.

In the town at the foot of the mountain where the Wuji Sect's main gate is located, the guest rooms are fully booked and hard to find. Many elders from immortal cultivation families have brought their children here to seek opportunities.

In a guest room, a man dressed in a Taoist robe but looking a bit shabby was admonishing his son: "My dear, you must practice well when you go to the Wuji Sect, okay?"

"Daddy, An An understands." Although the child is only five years old, he is already very sensible and does not want to make his father worry about him anymore.

"In the sect, you must listen carefully to the words of the elders. Dad only hopes that you will be safe and sound. Only when you are alive can there be hope."

An Ruohuai didn't know whether his son understood the meaning of his words "Don't bully the young and poor", but he still had to say what he had to say.

An An's going to Wuji Sect is an opportunity earned by all the family members. If An An can join Wuji Sect and get the favor of an elder, the An family can survive a little longer.

Only An Ruohuai knew that An Mu, the ancestor of the An family, had left a treasure to An An before his death. An Ruohuai let An An join the Wuji Sect, firstly to allow him to get better training and adjustment, and secondly, to protect An An who was holding the treasure.

An Ruohuai never understood the ancestor, and didn't understand why he would give such a treasure to a child who was so powerless. Although there were restrictions on the treasure, there was no guarantee that a powerful person would see through the restrictions and become greedy.

An Ruohuai finally touched An An's head and took him by the hand, walking towards the Wuji Sect.

"Young Master Chu Jun, your spirit pet is here to see you." The Third Elder, the guard elder of the Sutra Repository, found Chu Jun with familiarity.

The top floor of the Sutra Repository was poorly lit, the air thick with the scent of old books. There was no bright light here, only a few faint rays of sunlight, struggling to filter through the glazed tiles on the roof. These rays, like golden threads, fell on the bookshelves and the boy's clothes, bringing a touch of warmth and brightness to the gloomy space.

The young man sat cross-legged on the ground, a glass lamp beside him. He was immersed in the Complete Explanation of Talismans with his head lowered. He looked up from the pile of books when he heard the words: "Xiao Hei is here?"

Then, the young man took out the sound transmission stone and saw that Mo Heng had been leaving messages for him since a month ago. Then he suddenly realized: "So it has been a month."

Chu Jun hurriedly placed the scattered books back on the shelf and said goodbye to the Third Elder. "Goodbye, Third Elder! I'll bother you again soon!" As he ran, the young man's long hair, loosely tied with a hairpin, fluttered in the air like a cheerful bird. He turned and waved to the Third Elder behind him, his face filled with a brilliant smile that seemed to dispel all gloom and was more dazzling than the summer sun.

The third elder had long white eyebrows and a beard, and looked like an immortal. He waved to Chu Yun and smiled kindly.

"Elder, is Uncle Chu here to read books again?" The disciple nearby was helping to organize the collection of books.

"Yes, he stayed for a month this time, and his master even asked Xiao Hei to come over."

"Uncle Chu has been with you for more than ten years since he joined the sect, and half of the time he has been here. If you don't know him, you might think he is your disciple." The inner sect disciple who was helping in the Sutra Library joked.

"I dare not compete with Mo Heng for disciples. It is not my turn to teach such a young genius." Although the third elder said this, he laughed. Thinking back to the miracles Chu Jun created in the past ten years, he squinted his eyes and stroked his beard without any loss. Maybe he could see the rise of a genius again in his lifetime.

Over the past twelve years, Chu Jun had been building his foundation at the age of eight, and now, at only seventeen, he had already reached the Great Perfection of his foundation. He only needed one more opportunity to break through to the Golden Core stage. If he could achieve this breakthrough this year, he would be three years ahead of his master, Mo Heng.

In addition to his cultivation speed, he also has a very high level of comprehension. He enters the Dao through sword and has learned the true art of swordsmanship from Mo Heng.

However, his exceptional swordsmanship alone wouldn't make these elders so humble. Chu Jun possessed unique insights into formations and talismans, and was already capable of setting up mid-level formations. If his cultivation wasn't so low and his spiritual power wasn't keeping up, he could have reached a higher position.

He was able to arrange mid-level formations and draw mid-level talismans before he was twenty years old. If anyone knew about this, the old guys in Xianyue Tower would be so shocked.

Later, when the Seventh Elder, the formation master, and the Ninth Elder, the talisman master, learned about this, they both beat their chests and stamped their feet, lamenting that Chu Jun was not their disciple. They drank together every night to express their sorrow, and this also resolved the thousands of years of feud between the two formation masters and talisman masters.