A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

"Judging by the time, the day when the Xuan Yun Holy Land will be recruiting disciples is fast approaching."

Chen Yue recalled the time when the Chen family competition took place; almost a month had passed.

During this period, Chen Yue reaped considerable rewards.

"There are only three days left until the Xuan Yun Holy Land accepts its disciples. Time really flies..."

Meanwhile, the Xuan Yun Holy Land was bustling with activity, as everyone prepared to welcome their junior brother.

"Come on, everyone! I'll count to three, lift with all my might!"

"Don't rush, take your time, and listen to my commands!"

A burly middle-aged man with a thick beard was directing several shirtless teenagers beside him, each with a thick rope hanging from their shoulders.

It was bound with a light blue crystal, several meters tall, and surrounded by primal energy that lingered for a long time.

Its surface looks incredibly smooth, as if it would shatter instantly if accidentally dropped on the ground.

Whether it was the middle-aged man with a beard or the six strong teenagers carrying the blue crystal, they were all so tense that they dared not even breathe.

They were terrified that if they accidentally damaged the blue crystal, the consequences would be far beyond what they could bear.

The middle-aged man shouted, "Three!"

Upon hearing this, the six youths mustered all their strength, slowly straightened their bodies, and their source power erupted. Each of them was actually a source cultivator at the Condensation Source Realm.

It took all our strength to lift this crystal, so you can imagine how heavy it was.

"two!"

The boys' legs, which had been bent just moments before, straightened completely, and each of them kept their eyes fixed on the high platform in front of them, without the slightest distraction.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the burly man finally relaxed a little and breathed a sigh of relief.

He shouted again, "Get out of here!"

Before the words had even faded, the six boys gritted their teeth and took a step forward.

The burden on their shoulders was simply too heavy, and the thick rope quickly left a mark on their bodies.

Step by step, the journey to the high platform was so long.

The burly man followed closely the entire time, keeping a close eye on the blue crystal, so that he could intervene immediately should any unpredictable accident occur.

There was a huge hole in the center of the platform. After comparing it closely with the crystal, it became clear that the hole was used to place the blue crystal.

Walking slowly down to the bottom of the platform, we arrived at the real challenge.

There are six steps in total, and if you were empty-handed, you could probably jump onto the stage with ease.

Unfortunately, the group was carrying a huge crystal, making it impossible for them to even walk normally, let alone leap over it.

The two people at the front of the group slowly stepped onto the first step, and the blue crystal instantly tilted.

The four people still on the ground suddenly felt immense pressure, and no matter how difficult it was, they could only grit their teeth and persevere.

The burly man kept encouraging the group, his fear clearly written on his face.

"Hang in there! You have to hold on!"

"You guys are the best, nobody's stronger than you!"

The six teenagers climbed the steps one by one towards the high platform, the blue crystal swaying precariously as if it would fall at any moment.

Fortunately, there was no real danger, and everyone was finally relieved when the two people's feet left the steps.

If they can be placed intact into that hole, the mission will be successfully completed.

The burly man carefully reached out to help, adjusting the position of the blue crystal until it landed precisely in the hole.

He held his breath and said, "Don't rush, take your time!"

The legs of the group began to bend slowly, and the blue crystal they were raising got closer and closer to the ground, gradually seeming to resonate with something.

The two began to attract each other, and the pale blue crystal shimmered with a light never seen before.

"A good opportunity, let it slip away!"

Upon hearing this definite command, the exhausted boys disregarded the possibility of damaging the crystal and immediately knelt down on one knee to release the long rope that had been supporting them for so long.

The burly man seized the opportunity, pulled out the long rope, and threw it aside.

The blue crystal fell perfectly into the hole, fitting in seamlessly as if it had been inlaid.

The source energy floating in the air suddenly felt a strong suction force and quickly surged into the crystal on the high platform.

A dazzling blue light burst forth for a moment, then quickly returned to its previous state.

The mission was successfully completed as expected, and everyone present felt a great sense of relief.

This blue crystal is crucial for Xuan Yun Holy Land's recruitment of disciples in a few days; only with it can the cultivation level of each disciple be accurately verified.

This crystal appears every time a disciple is accepted, making it arguably the most important part of the entire process.

Those who wish to enter the sacred site must pass the verification of the blue crystal.

As long as one meets the standards of the Xuan Yun Holy Land, one can be directly promoted to an outer disciple.

The two people who watched the whole thing from a short distance away left the scene in a hurry after seeing that nothing unexpected had happened.

These two were old acquaintances, none other than Old Sun and Old Wu, who had accompanied Gu Jun to the Chen family in Jiangcheng in the past.

At the foot of Xuanyun Mountain, in a pavilion, an elderly man with white hair calmly sat and sipped hot tea.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the flute on the table occasionally emitted a faint sound.

I picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and I felt my breathing become much easier.

"Master, your cultivation has been stuck at the half-step King Realm for so many years, and there's not even a hint of a breakthrough?"

The boy sitting opposite me made a startling remark, uttering a hurtful statement.

Upon hearing these harsh words, Xuan Yun Daoist nearly spat out the mouthful of hot tea he had just drunk onto Gu Jun's face.

Just then, a child's innocent voice rang out.

"Brother Jun, you're talking nonsense. Master has cultivated for so many years, he will definitely be able to enter the King Realm soon."

For once, a ripple stirred within the usually calm heart of Daoist Xuanyun.

Maintaining a blank expression, he kept repeating to himself, "Children's words are innocent, children's words are innocent..."

He didn't want to answer the question directly, after all, he was seriously injured, and if he hadn't taken the medicine to treat his injuries...

Even when his cultivation was exhausted, he still couldn't break through to the King Realm he had always dreamed of.

"Little Yu'er, how's your cultivation going these days?"

Master Xuanyun immediately shifted the topic to Chen Yu, feeling a sense of pity for this young disciple.

A month ago, Gu Jun forcibly placed the child under his seat, and Xuan Yun Daoist initially refused.

One heir to the Xuan Yun Holy Land is enough, and that person has already been chosen—Gu Jun, the Holy Son of Xuan Yun.

The idea of ​​a child he had never met suddenly becoming his disciple was something he was unwilling to accept.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jun took Chen Yu with him all day long, telling everyone he met that Chen Yu was his disciple.

If the news came from someone else, no one would believe it, but this was news personally said by Gu Jun, the Holy Son of Xuanyun, so its credibility is one hundred percent.

Over time, people accepted this fact.