Mythical Cultivation

Wang Cheng smiled faintly and continued to comfort Wu Mingdao with his spiritual consciousness, "Don't worry, kid. In fact, the disciples who can complete the task and obtain the jade tokens within the top 100 are all blessed with a certain amount of luck! Although there are differences between each person, no matter what, their future cultivation path will be relatively smoother than those disciples who failed to obtain the jade tokens. So, you don't have to worry about it at all. And congratulations on successfully making it into the top 100! If your brother Wu knew this good news, he would definitely be very happy! All right, now hurry to the field and wait for the next instructions!"

After hearing Grandpa Wang Cheng's words of encouragement, Wu Ming's heart finally settled a little. He quickly thanked Wang Cheng, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang, for your comfort and guidance. I understand." Then, he turned and walked towards the square, searching for his friends Huang Hao and Mei Lingshuang.

Not long after, Wu Ming, with his sharp eyes like a hawk, indeed caught a glimpse of the two familiar figures in an unassuming corner of the vast square. A closer look revealed none other than Huang Hao and Mei Lingshuang! Seeing this, Wu Ming couldn't help but think to himself, "Just as I expected! It seems Huang Hao and Mei Lingshuang's luck is indeed stronger than mine." In fact, Wu Ming had already suspected this outcome, and what he saw now confirmed his earlier suspicions.

Wu Ming then quickly walked over to the two of them, a faint smile on his face as he calmly asked, "You two are truly amazing! I wonder when you found this precious jade token?"

Hearing Wu Ming's question, Mei Lingshuang was slightly startled at first, then she tried hard to suppress the joy that was about to overflow in her heart, and deliberately lowered her voice to answer, "It's not bad. I put in a lot of effort, and it took me more than an hour to finally find such a jade token."

Although she said it lightly, her eyes, sparkling with excitement, betrayed her true feelings. After all, Mei Lingshuang had always felt inferior to Wu Ming in every way, whether in cultivation talent or other aspects. This gap weighed on her like a heavy mountain, making her feel a bit breathless and becoming an indelible pain in her heart. However, this time, she had actually surpassed Wu Ming in the search for the jade token, which brought her some comfort and relieved the lingering depression.

After hearing Mei Lingshuang's words, Wu Ming nodded thoughtfully, then turned his gaze to Huang Hao, seemingly waiting for his response. Huang Hao's lips curled slightly, revealing a confident smile as he replied succinctly, "As for me, I was a little faster. It only took me about half an hour." He then patted Wu Ming's shoulder gently, a gesture of friendship and encouragement.

As expected, Wu Ming thought to himself: Compared to Huang Hao and Mei Lingshuang, his luck was far inferior. He had spent three to four times as long as them to find that crucial jade token! This huge gap made Wu Ming feel a little frustrated.

At this moment, several people briefly exchanged their experiences regarding the mission. In the square, monks occasionally returned from completing their missions, but the target number of one hundred was still far behind. No one knew how much longer they would have to wait. Seeing this, Wu Ming simply sat down cross-leggedly, like the others waiting, and began to regulate his breathing and meditate.

As everyone waited in silence, a loud and commanding voice suddenly resounded throughout Yanwu Peak, instantly shattering the tranquil atmosphere. "Alright, all of you present here will become disciples participating in the next round of competition tomorrow. Remember, you must arrive here on time tomorrow. No lapses!" Everyone was startled by this voice, and they looked up to see that it was Deacon Wang Cheng who spoke.

The night sky was ablaze with stars, like dazzling gems inlaid in the black sky. The starlight seemed like messengers sent by nature, silently informing everyone present: it was already late at night. Suddenly, everyone realized that nearly five hours had slipped by since noon.

At this moment, the deacon's loud and clear voice reached everyone's ears. Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with joy, for they knew they had successfully made it into the top 100 of the Outer Sect Competition! Their hearts, which had been hanging in the balance for a long time, finally settled down a little.

Then, everyone turned around and walked briskly towards their respective residences. After all, it was already late at night, and after a whole day of intense competition, they were exhausted both physically and mentally. They all knew that the only way to return to their residences now was to rest and recuperate, so that they could be in top condition for tomorrow's more crucial competition.

After the crowd gradually went away and their figures disappeared into the night, Wang Cheng turned to look at the inner disciples beside him and ordered, "Go and bring the remaining disciples to the square." After receiving the order, the inner disciples did not dare to be negligent. They immediately stood up and rushed to every corner of Yanwu Peak like light birds.

These inner disciples moved swiftly, weaving through the mountains and forests, carefully searching for the dozen or so disciples still desperately searching for the jade token. Whenever they found their target, they quickly descended and gently led the disciples back to the square. Soon, the remaining disciples, originally scattered throughout Yanwu Peak, were gradually brought to the square.

The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth, the sky was blue and cloudless, and it was another refreshing sunny day.

Wu Ming, braving the warm sunshine, walked briskly towards Yanwu Peak. Along the way, a gentle breeze caressed his face, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort. As he climbed the peak and looked down at the square below, he saw a bustling crowd. Numerous disciples gathered in groups of three or five, their faces brimming with excitement and anticipation. Laughter and cheers echoed, as if the entire square were immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

Wu Ming stood quietly there, feeling the warm atmosphere. His mood was involuntarily affected by the emotions of the crowd. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile.