Good heavens! The Supreme God is being relentlessly harassed!

Shen Wangchuan stared in the direction the other person had left, his expression somewhat wistful.

That person saved him once, but he didn't even know the person's name.

In such a vast sect as Xuantian Sect, I wonder if there will ever be another chance to meet.

But now is not the time to think about these things; he needs to focus all his efforts on passing the assessment.

Shen Wangchuan rallied his spirits and headed up the mountain.

Lingxuan Mountain is very high, with many steps.

Many people start to want to rest when they are more than halfway there.

Because of the fog, they had difficulty seeing where their companions had gone.

This also means that if you slack off even slightly, you can easily be overtaken by others.

The number of disciples recruited by the Xuantian Sect each year is very limited, after all, that's how resources are in the cultivation world.

Without a large enough sect to provide cultivation resources, it is difficult for some independent cultivators to rise to prominence.

After walking for a while longer, Shen Wangchuan clearly felt his body getting tired.

Sweat dripped from his temples, causing a tingling sensation.

His breathing became much heavier, and he was only able to keep going by sheer willpower.

Do you want to take a break?

He asked himself again and again whether persisting would necessarily lead to results, or it might just be a false hope.

But should we really give up?

He hasn't officially stepped into the world of cultivation yet; he's just an ordinary mortal.

Humans are subject to birth, aging, sickness, and death, and their endurance is much less than that of others.

As I struggled with my thoughts, the steps beneath my feet slowly shifted.

He never stopped moving forward from beginning to end.

Even if we move slowly, we must keep moving forward.

Shen Wangchuan knew his own limitations, but even though he was just a mortal, he still had his own pride.

He also wanted to prove to some people that his willpower was no less than anyone else's.

Moreover, thinking of the handsome, ethereal cultivator he had just met, he inexplicably didn't want to give up.

If he can't even get into the Xuantian Sect, how will he ever see the other person again?

With this in mind, Shen Wangchuan's steps became much firmer.

Time flies when you're focused on something.

For a moment, he seemed to feel no fatigue as he kept walking forward.

When you look up, the mountaintop is right in front of you.

He suddenly felt a sense of realization and walked step by step to the mountain gate.

When he reached the top of the mountain, there were already quite a few people there.

Here, cultivators whose cultivation levels were originally restricted are now able to freely use spells to relieve their aches and pains.

Only Shen Wangchuan found a secluded spot to stand, seemingly lost in thought, standing out from the people around him.

Just then, the crowd surrounded a cultivator, praising him:

"Fellow Daoist Sun is already a Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet he is willing to participate in the Xuan Tian Sect's disciple selection! It is truly a waste of his talent!"

"In other words, we've worked hard for many years, but we're only at the Qi Refining stage now. We just wanted to try our luck here."

"Alas~ Compared to Fellow Daoist Sun's remarkable achievements at such a young age, we are truly ashamed!"

Sun Qingyang was quite pleased with himself, but humbly replied:

"It's nothing. I was just lucky to receive guidance from a senior, which is why my cultivation has progressed so rapidly."

"Guidance from a senior? May I ask which senior you are, Brother Sun?"

This is a rather private matter. As everyone knows, cultivators rarely reveal their lineage or which sect they belong to.

Unless they have the backing of a large sect, they would never expose themselves like this.

Many people outwardly flattered him, but inwardly they were secretly mocking the monk who had asked such a foolish question.

However, the other party can be considered a stepping stone. If Sun Qingyang really answers, they won't lose out.

With this mindset, the cultivators had different expressions, but the greed in their eyes could not be concealed.

I thought Sun Qingyang would be angry, but to my surprise, he answered with a smile:

"It is Senior Xie, the Immortal Venerable of the Xuantian Sect."

“I had a chance encounter with him while he was traveling and received some guidance from him. Now I am here with a clear purpose: to thank him for being my teacher.”

"Become the chief disciple under the Immortal Venerable!!"

His words sparked a commotion, with many people staring wide-eyed and whispering amongst themselves.

"Is it really that Immortal Venerable? Isn't it said that he rarely leaves his sect?"

"My goodness, this Fellow Daoist Sun is so lucky!"

"I've come to the Xuantian Sect to participate in the selection several times, but I've never seen the Immortal Venerable's true face!"

This caused a great stir, and many people began to complain.

But the central point of the discussion is that Sun Qingyang has gained the appreciation of the Immortal Venerable, which will only make his path to immortality smoother in the future.

Sun Qingyang accepted all the flattery with a smile. He was dressed in white and his demeanor was somewhat similar to Xie Liuyan's.

Those who haven't met Xie Liuyan wouldn't think that way. With Sun Qingyang paving the way, even if someone does meet Xie Liuyan in the future, they will only think it's a natural master-disciple relationship.

They don't think about things that can be imitated.

Receiving praise and envy from everyone, Sun Qingyang's mind heard a 404 error message:

"Congratulations, host, for gaining 1,000 reputation points and obtaining one chance to 'encounter the Immortal Venerable Xie Liuyan'."

"I hope the host will make good use of this opportunity, win over the protagonist of the world as soon as possible, and seize his luck."

Upon hearing the notification tone, Sun Qingyang curled the corners of his lips into a smile.

His originally friendly face instantly turned sinister. He licked his lips, hoping that the protagonist of this world would be somewhat interesting.

I hope I won't disappoint him!

Shen Wangchuan did not participate in praising Sun Qingyang; he subconsciously disliked the man's demeanor.

He was so different from the white-robed cultivator he had met halfway up the mountain. That man's temperament was as cold as high mountain snow, yet it didn't feel out of place.

Even the way the other person smiled gave him a feeling of warmth and comfort, which made his heart race at the time.

The one everyone is praising is a bit like a dog that's been drawn but ended up looking like a tiger.

It's really hard to like it.

He stood motionless in the corner, recalling the scene of chatting with that person.

The unsuspecting cultivators thought he was just exhausted from climbing the mountain and was just standing there in a daze.

Suddenly, an old man's voice came from the sky:

"Congratulations, fellow cultivators, on passing the first stage of the Xuan Tian Sect's disciple selection!"

"It is getting late. There are rooms prepared for you all at the back of the main hall. Someone will escort you there shortly!"

Before anyone could react, a group of white-robed cultivators appeared before them.

They were led to the room at the back.

Shen Wangchuan followed behind the guide, looking curiously at the buildings behind the main hall.

It's magnificent and spacious, with more than enough room for each person.

Upon reaching the room entrance, the white-robed disciple said to Shen Wangchuan:

"Fellow Daoist, this room is located in the far east, close to the back mountain. There is a spiritual spring in the back mountain; you may wish to try it if you are interested."

"However, since the disciple selection is happening recently, it's best not to go unless absolutely necessary."

Shen Wangchuan nodded in gratitude. He was currently just a mortal and had not yet formally begun cultivating immortality. It was already quite kind of this cultivator to remind him of so much.

At night, moonlight streamed through the window onto the bedding, but Shen Wangchuan couldn't fall asleep.

I was exhausted during the day, but surprisingly, I felt energized at night.

After tossing and turning several times, he sat up and decided to try the spiritual spring.

Although he is a mortal, the spiritual spring might have special effects and could relieve some of his muscle soreness.

With that thought in mind, he pushed open the door and went out.

Little did they know that Sun Qingyang, who lived on the far west side, had also packed his clothes and was preparing to go to the spiritual spring on the back mountain.

"404, are you sure Xie Liuyan is at the Spirit Spring in the back mountain right now?"

"Host confirmed. Please proceed to the back mountain as soon as possible to increase the protagonist's favorability."

Sun Qingyang's eyes were filled with determination. Having used up a chance for a 'chance encounter,' he was determined to make up for it with goodwill!