System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

For Chen Xuan, the Longxia tribe of Qushan, and the nearly one billion tribesmen scattered across the thirty-two provinces of the Xuanxiao Great World, were both an immediate concern and a long-term worry. He had no choice but to make comprehensive preparations to ensure the safety of his tribe.

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Xuan wrote three full parchment books before finally putting down his brush.

He slowly got up, stretched his slightly stiff body, and seeing that Bai Li was already drowsy, he gently held her in his palm before stepping into the carefully prepared residence.

The Immortal Abode Bed is meticulously carved from cold jade. Sleeping on it can calm the mind and dispel any resentment, greatly benefiting one's cultivation.

Only a sect like Xuanqing Palace, which focuses on cultivating prodigy disciples, could pull off such a feat.

In other top-tier sects, the number of personal disciples, core disciples, and inner disciples would easily reach millions, making it difficult to bear such high expenses.

Chen Xuan gently placed the sleeping Bai Li on the bed. The little one rolled over, belly up, found a comfortable position, and fell soundly asleep.

Seeing this, Chen Xuan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile. Since they had just moved into Beiming Peak today, Bai Li, the head steward, had been incredibly diligent, meticulously inspecting every inch of land within a hundred miles.

Afterwards, she busied herself preparing food and tidying up the two floors of the main hall of the immortal mansion, which was truly exhausting.

Chen Xuan silently witnessed and remembered all of Bai Li's efforts.

Then, Chen Xuan sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly, and entered a state of cultivating the spirit through fetal breathing.

at the same time.

Chen Xuan's second primordial spirit was also completely immersed in cultivation in the quiet room.

Today, Chen Xuan gained a great deal from his contemplation of the Great Dao Sword Mark Stone Tablet in Sword Stele Valley. He personally experienced and comprehended many of the sword principles that integrate the Great Dao for the first time, which naturally touched upon many of his doubts and confusions on the path of sword cultivation.

If given enough time, Chen Xuan would need at least ten days to slowly digest and absorb these insights during this closed-door cultivation.

Unfortunately, he already had an appointment with Wang Kaixuan the next day, and they needed to go to the Trial Hall together, carrying the official disciple identity tokens, to select the inheritance of the Proof Hall.

This matter concerns the important matter of becoming an apprentice, so Chen Xuan dared not take it lightly in the slightest.

As the seasons change and the stars shift, day and night alternate.

The next morning, before dawn, when the sky was just beginning to lighten, Chen Xuan had already awakened from his state of embryonic breathing and spiritual refinement.

Standing within the top sect of the county town, personally experiencing the rich spiritual energy environment enhanced by a spirit-gathering array that surpasses even the Heavenly Rank, Chen Xuan couldn't help but recall what Bai Li had once said: "In such a treasure land brimming with spiritual energy, even a fly could cultivate into a spirit if it stayed there long enough."

Before the sun had fully risen, Chen Xuan first stood upright in the Sanjiao position, then faced east and, with his unique breathing technique, practiced the Golden Nine (Eight Vajra Exercises Nine Times).

With his movements, all the meridians and the Du meridian in his body were slowly stretched and relaxed, and his blood and qi surged like a rushing river within him. In an instant, Chen Xuan's entire spirit and energy reached their peak.

Although the Trial Hall displays various sword techniques and methods created by the sect's current generation of Nascent Soul Daoists and the Anti-Void Ancestors, it is not a place that spirit beast servants can freely enter.

Soon, the appointed time arrived.

Wang Kaixuan, his face glowing with oil, appeared in the sky above Beiming Peak.

Chen Xuan could easily sense his aura. He smiled slightly, then sent a telepathic message to Bai Li, before quickly taking to the air to reunite with Wang Kaixuan.

The four main halls of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Purity Palace—the Trial Hall, the Proof Hall, the Dao Treasury Hall, and the Discussion Hall—are all located in the deepest part of the sect.

Chen Xuan and his companion flew rapidly towards the rising sun in the east, their faces full of anticipation.

Along the way, they would occasionally encounter some older disciples. In fact, because the number of formal disciples in the sect was small, most disciples were kind, approachable, and easy to get along with. Someone as arrogant and rude as Haoyue was merely an exception.

In about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Chen Xuan and Wang Kaixuan had already flown across the Sword Stele Valley and arrived at the Trial Hall, the deepest part of the sect.

As the two slowly descended from the sky to the ground, they soon saw an old man with white hair and a thin build in front of a majestic palace covered with mysterious array runes.

"Who goes there?" The old man sat cross-legged on the jade platform in front of the Trial Hall. Sensing the approaching unfamiliar aura, he slowly narrowed his eyes and carefully examined Chen Xuan and the other man.

"New disciple Chen Xuan."

"New disciple Wang Kaixuan."

The two bowed respectfully, both knowing that the person before them was a protector of the Trial Hall, dedicated to guarding the myriad inheritances within the Trial Hall, and was a Nascent Soul Daoist.

The white-haired old man looked at the two expressionlessly and said indifferently, "Did you bring your identity token?"

"Yes."

Chen Xuan and his companion each took out the tokens representing their status as formal disciples and presented them with both hands.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the old man placed two tokens firmly in his palm. He then imprinted a mark onto them before returning the tokens to the two men, saying, "You have one day to enter the Trial Hall and select various methods of inheritance. Remember, don't bite off more than you can chew."

The old man earnestly reminded you: "There are many cultivation methods in the Trial Hall. You need to choose the one that best suits your own path. Only in this way can you cultivate it to the minor completion level within a short month. Only then can you stand out in the Proof Hall and find a suitable master."

Upon hearing this, the two felt a surge of respect and bowed in unison, saying, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. We will certainly remember it."

"Yes, go in." Although the white-haired old man had a cold look in his eyes and an indifferent tone, his words were extremely kind, subtly revealing the deep concern and earnest teachings of a tribal elder to a younger generation.

As the white-haired old man formed intricate hand seals, the heavy stone door behind the massive palace, which had been tightly closed, slowly began to move.

ka ka ka-

The stone door emitted a dull creaking sound as the mechanism twisted, clearly indicating that the Trial Hall was not open to the public frequently. It was only opened when new disciples were tested for their aptitude in the Dao Proof Hall, allowing them to choose their inheritance.

"Go."

Chen Xuan and his companion nodded in acknowledgment, then soared into the air like two streaks of light, rapidly disappearing into the deep corridors of the main hall.

"I wonder which senior brother or sister's signature technique these two youngsters will choose," the old man murmured, gazing in the direction where the two had disappeared. "Or perhaps the ultimate technique of some grandmaster?"