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After hearing Xiao Qi's words, Xue Tianhan felt as if struck by lightning, with mixed feelings in his heart.

All the little details of the past with Xiao Qi flashed through his mind like a kaleidoscope. The hardships they had experienced together, the laughter they had shared, and Xiao Qi's expression full of helplessness and reluctance at this moment, all turned into a surging tide, mercilessly impacting his heart.

In the cold of the snowy day, my lips trembled slightly. I was about to ask about Xiaoqi's whereabouts and explore the truth of the matter, but suddenly I found that Xiaoqi's shadow was like a candle swaying in the wind, erratic, and gradually dissipated into wisps.

He was utterly anxious, desperately stretching out his hands, trying to grasp the last vestiges of the spirit that were about to vanish. However, all his efforts were in vain, the afterimage irretrievably slipping from his fingertips, leaving him standing there, clutching the top-grade spirit stone tightly in his hand, as if it held the final link between him and Xiao Qi, and the key to his current research on the mystery of his blocked spiritual power.

In desperation, Xue Tianhan seemed to have lost his soul. He slowly turned around, dragging his legs that were as heavy as lead, and slowly left Lingxu Valley step by step.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on his own heart. The loss and confusion were like an invisible mountain, weighing heavily on his shoulders, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He continued aimlessly on the long and unknown journey. Looking into the distance, the skyline was blurred, just like his mood at the moment, chaotic and confused.

He whispered to himself, his voice fragmented by the howling wind: "Xiao Qi, no matter how rough the road ahead, no matter how time passes, no matter how the years change, I will find you as quickly as possible. After that, even if we face mountains of swords and seas of fire, I am willing to walk hand in hand with you and face difficulties together."

Xue Tianhan continued on his way, his heart filled with deep longing for Xiao Qi. However, he also knew clearly that at the current moment, restoring his strength was the key to finding Xiao Qi.

He happened to hear that the Lingxu Sect was recruiting disciples, and that many extraordinary people had gathered within the sect, who might be able to help him solve his spiritual power dilemma. So, he firmly decided to go and give it a try.

When he walked into a dense and deep forest, he was surrounded by towering ancient trees with intertwined branches and leaves. The sunlight could only penetrate through the gaps between the layers with difficulty, casting mottled light and shadows.

Xue Tianhan was lost in thoughts of Xiaoqi and deep contemplation of the future. Suddenly, the sounds of fierce fighting and a woman's cry for help pierced the silence of the woods like sharp arrows, striking his eardrums. His heart suddenly tightened, and without time to think, he immediately ran towards the source of the sound without hesitation.

When he ran to an open area, he saw a woman dressed in Lingxu Sect clothing being surrounded by several masked men in black.

Although the woman's swordsmanship was sharp, with sword shadows weaving like dancing silver snakes and cold light everywhere, the other side had more people and more power, and each of them was highly skilled in martial arts. Their attack was like a tide, one wave after another, continuous and endless.

She gradually became exhausted and could no longer hold on. She had multiple injuries on her body, and blood was gushing out of the wounds, staining her clothes a glaring blood red.

Xue Tianhan saw this, his eyes widened with anger, and he shouted, "Stop!"

The sound was like a resounding bell, rustling the surrounding leaves. Then, like a tiger emerging from the mountains, he charged into the battle circle without hesitation. Although his spiritual power was temporarily hindered at that time, his years of deep and solid cultivation skills remained.

I saw that his body was agile, his fists were whistling, as if they were wrapped in a thousand pounds of strength, his legs were as fast as lightning, and wherever he passed, there seemed to be a gust of wind following him.

After several rounds, those black-clothed and masked men were forced to retreat again and again and were unable to resist.

The woman was relieved to see Xue Tianhan so brave, but because of his severe injuries and excessive blood loss, his body was like a willow in the wind, shaking and about to fall.

Xue Tianhan rushed forward and quickly reached out to support her. His eyes were full of concern as he asked softly, "Miss, are you okay?"

The woman's face was as pale as paper, and her breath was weak. She spoke intermittently, "Thank you for saving me, sir. I am Huang Yan, a disciple of the Lingxu Sect. I was ordered to go down the mountain to collect herbs today, but I didn't expect to be ambushed by this group of villains."

Xue Tianhan looked at her pale face, frowning, and said, "Miss Huang, you are seriously injured. Don't say anything more. I will bandage your wound first."

After saying that, he quickly tore off a corner of his clothes and bandaged Huang Yan's wound skillfully and gently, being very careful not to hurt her.

Huang Yan raised her eyes slightly and looked at Xue Tianhan, her eyes full of gratitude: "Young Master, you are not only a martial arts expert, but also a kind-hearted person. I would like to know your name?"

Xue Tianhan smiled slightly and said gently: "My name is Xue Tianhan. I am planning to go to Lingxu Sect, hoping to use the power of your sect to improve myself."

Huang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this: "So you're going to Lingxu Sect. You saved me, such a great favor! I will definitely speak well of you in front of Master and the Sect Leader."

Xue Tianhan smiled humbly, supported Huang Yan and continued to move forward slowly.

When you walk to the foot of Lingxu Sect Mountain, look up and you will see clouds and mist, like a veil of mist, like a dream. The mountains stand tall and straight into the sky, exuding a solemn and extraordinary atmosphere.

In front of the mountain gate, the students lined up like ants, and the team was winding like a long dragon. Everyone was full of admiration and awe for Lingxu Sect, and was looking forward to the opportunity to join.

Amidst the bustling crowd, Xue Tianhan stood silently at the end of the group. His thin figure stood out among the other students, like a frail willow tree, and therefore he didn't attract much attention.

Only a few burly men around him, as strong as bears, could not help but reveal a deep contempt in their eyes when they glanced at him.

The burly man with a face full of flesh was the first to attack, his mouth wide open, letting out a harsh laugh: "With your small body, you dare to dare to step into the gate of Lingxu Sect? I think you won't even be able to overcome the first level. Don't make yourself a laughing stock and annoy others."

His words were full of sarcasm and disdain, as if he was certain that Xue Tianhan would lose.

The tall man echoed the sentiment, his chin raised, his eyes filled with arrogance. "He must have never seen the world in his tiny hometown, so he naively thought that the Lingxu Sect would easily accept a mediocre person like him."

Although Xue Tianhan took in all the gossip, his expression remained as calm as water, as if he hadn't heard anything. However, deep within his calm eyes, a hint of anticipation and nervousness for the unknown test surged, like a deep current in still water, imperceptible to others.

A moment later, it was finally the turn of the men to be tested. They strode with their heads held high, like victorious generals, their faces brimming with confidence as they swaggered into the trial grounds.

The burly man, his face thick with flesh, was the first to step before the strength tester. He stood with his legs apart, steady and unwavering, like an old tree rooted to the earth. Then, he took a deep breath, his chest puffing out like a beast about to be unleashed. Suddenly, he let out a roar that shook the surrounding area, a sound that seemed to pierce gold and split stone.

Then, he exerted all his might, his fist as big as a clay pot, accompanied by a whirring sound, smashing into the test device like a cannonball. However, the device only slightly increased to a few dozen values, as if mocking his presumptuousness.

The big man's face turned red in an instant, like a ripe tomato, and the veins on his forehead bulged like winding earthworms. He struggled hard and tried to exert force again, but still couldn't achieve the required result.

After a while, he seemed to have lost his strength, his body swayed a few times, and he almost fell to the ground, looking extremely miserable.

The tall man saw this scene, his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a disdainful sneer, thinking to himself that he could do better than the former. So, with that arrogant attitude, he stepped forward to try.

He first stretched his muscles, making crackling sounds at his joints, then he got into a stance, with a fierce look in his eyes, and punched out suddenly.

But the result was not satisfactory. He failed to even reach half of the required strength, and was already exhausted and out of breath, as if pulling a bellows, gasping for breath heavily. In desperation, he had to give up and retreated dejectedly into the crowd.

Seeing this, the confidence in the hearts of the other men disappeared instantly, and they followed suit, but all ended in failure. They walked back to the crowd in shame, like defeated roosters.

Xue Tianhan watched all this unfold, yet his heart remained unmoved. He knew that true strength lay not in outward appearances but in unremitting effort and the accumulation of real strength. Only with strength forged through sweat and perseverance could one gain a foothold in this world of powerful individuals.

In a flash, it was Xue Tianhan's turn to take the test.

A disciple dressed in Lingxu Sect attire stepped forward, his gaze as sharp as a torch. He looked Xue Tianhan up and down, his brows furrowed slightly, a subtle hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He then asked, "Why do you want to join Lingxu Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Xue Tianhan clasped his fists and saluted. His movements were smooth and graceful, his posture was extremely respectful, and his words were sincere and earnest. "I have long heard that the Lingxu Sect is a prestigious and great sect with a strong and profound heritage. The martial arts and immortal methods contained within it are unfathomable and like the vast starry sky, they fascinate me. I long to cultivate here and improve myself, so that I can solve the puzzles that have been lingering in my heart for a long time."

The disciple nodded slightly, then continued, "I see that you have an extraordinary aura. However, our sect's standards for accepting disciples are extremely strict. You must pass three rigorous tests. Do you dare to give it a try?"

Xue Tianhan's eyes instantly became as firm as a rock, a fearless light shone through his deep pupils. Without hesitation, he spoke in a voice as loud as a bell: "Even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers lying ahead, I will not be afraid and will move forward courageously."

His words landed with a thud, like a breeze that blew away the atmosphere of contempt that permeated the surroundings, and the original laughter gradually faded a little.

The first level is a strength test, which requires using your fist to exert a force of more than 500 kilograms in the testing instrument.

Xue Tianhan stepped forward steadily, his steps firm and powerful, each one seeming to touch the hearts of the crowd. He stopped in front of the test instrument, head tilted slightly upward, his gaze fixed on the instrument as if confronting an invisible opponent.

Instantly, he took a deep breath, the breath flowing slowly through his body like a dragon. He subtly mobilized his internal energy, sinking it into his dantian, gathering strength throughout his body. At this moment, his mind was filled with only one thought: the perseverance of his own beliefs and his deep commitment to Xiaoqi.

Suddenly, he attacked like a cheetah, throwing a punch. The wind from his fist whistled past like a gust of fierce wind, causing pain on everyone's cheeks.

The instrument's test value soared rapidly like a rocket taking off, exceeding 500 in an instant, and continued to rise until it exploded.

Seeing this, everyone around was amazed and opened their mouths wide as if they could swallow an egg.

The big men who had just been laughing at him now opened their eyes wide, their eyes full of disbelief and admiration, and cast awe-filled glances at him.

One of them couldn't help but blurt out: "This kid, he really doesn't show his true face!"

The big man with a face full of flesh turned red, his shame was beyond words. He lowered his head and muttered, "I didn't expect it. I was wrong."

Xue Tianhan simply smiled calmly, a smile like the warm spring sun, warm and humble. He knew in his heart that this was only the first step in his journey within the Lingxu Sect, like the beginning of a long march. The road ahead would be filled with thorns and challenges.

However, he was not afraid, because he knew that only by overcoming these difficulties and obstacles one by one could he hone himself and have enough strength to track down Xiaoqi and solve all the mysteries and confusions in his heart.