Black Myth: The Legend of Tianpeng Seeking Demons

It took Zhu Feifei an unknown amount of time to recover from the sadness of parting.

He lowered his head, gazing at the teardrop necklace in his hand. The crystal-clear teardrop, like a precious pearl, emitted a faint halo in the darkness. It seemed to be the embodiment of Bai Ruoxue's sincere emotions, carrying her deep affection and blessings for Zhu Feifei.

"Xiao Bai, let's start the next mission." Zhu Feifei took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his reluctance and lingering feelings. He knew the mission he was shouldering and could not let personal emotions delay his progress.

He raised his head, his gaze fixed firmly on the distance where endless challenges awaited him.

"Next target: Spider Demon, now known as Zhu Yue'er, a gifted cultivation genius, but she has gone mad from practicing forbidden techniques and needs true love to resolve it." The voice of the spirit Xiaobai was as clear as ever, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible worry.

"A cultivation genius? Becoming a demon through cultivation?" Zhu Feifei stroked his chin. "Sounds quite challenging! I, Old Pig... oh no, Zhu Feifei, love challenges! Let's go, Little White, take me to meet this Spider Demon lady!"

A soft white light enveloped Zhu Feifei, distorting space and time and shifting the scene. When the light dissipated, Zhu Feifei found herself standing before a winding mountain path, flanked by towering ancient trees reaching into the clouds, the air filled with a rich spiritual energy that soothed her soul.

"Wow! Is this the world of immortals and heroes? Even the air is so fresh!" Zhu Feifei took a deep breath, feeling refreshed all over, as if every pore was greedily absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

"Stop standing there like an idiot! Hurry up and get to the Qingyun Sect, your mission objective is there." Inside the Moonlight Ring, the spirit Xiaobai urged impatiently.

Zhu Feifei looked up and saw a majestic mountain peak looming in the distance amidst the swirling clouds and mist. Palaces and pavilions with carved beams and painted rafters were faintly visible, cranes were flying among the clouds, and melodious fairy music could be heard in the distance, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.

"Is this the Qingyun Sect? It's truly magnificent!" Zhu Feifei exclaimed. He straightened his clothes and strode confidently onto the mountain path leading to the Qingyun Sect.

The mountain path was rugged and winding upwards. Zhu Feifei walked for a long time, but still couldn't see the summit. He began to pant heavily, sweat profusely, and his legs felt as heavy as lead.

"Xiaobai, this mountain road is so long! I can barely walk anymore. When are we going to get there?" Zhu Feifei couldn't help but complain, her voice filled with exhaustion and helplessness.

"What's the rush? For cultivators, patience and perseverance are paramount," said the spirit Xiaobai calmly, his tone tinged with coldness. "With your meager endurance, how will you complete the mission? How will you collect the tears?"

Zhu Feifei pouted, feeling somewhat dissatisfied, but still forced herself to continue walking forward despite her exhaustion.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Zhu Feifei finally arrived at a wide valley. In the valley, a huge stone tablet stood majestically, with the three powerful characters "Qingyun Sect" engraved on it.

In front of the stone tablet, many young people who came to learn from the master gathered. They came from all over the country and had different backgrounds, but they all shared the same dream—to become a powerful cultivator.

Zhu Feifei mingled in the crowd, observing his surroundings. He noticed that among these young people, some were dressed in fine clothes, clearly from wealthy families; others were dressed simply, yet full of energy and spirit, obviously skilled in martial arts; and still others looked ordinary, but their eyes were firm, clearly harboring great ambitions.

Looking at the lively scene before her, Zhu Feifei couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that entering the Qingyun Sect is not an easy thing."

Just then, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect dressed in a blue Taoist robe slowly stepped out. He stood tall and straight, with a solemn expression, exuding dignity and authority.

After taking his stand, the Qingyun Sect disciple spoke in a clear voice: "Everyone, welcome to the Qingyun Sect! Our Qingyun Sect is a renowned sect of immortal cultivation with a long history and profound heritage. Today, you have come to participate in the entrance examination. If you pass successfully, you will have the opportunity to become a member of our Qingyun Sect and embark on the path of immortal cultivation."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with anticipation, their eyes sparkling with excitement.

The Qingyun Sect disciple continued, "To join our Qingyun Sect, you must pass three rounds of assessments: testing your spiritual root, examining your innate talent, and comprehending your Dao heart. Only those who pass these three rounds are qualified to officially become disciples of our Qingyun Sect. I hope everyone will give it their all and demonstrate their strength and potential."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd. Many people were eager to try their skills and show off their abilities in the upcoming assessment.

Zhu Feifei was also filled with anticipation and nervousness. He knew that this test was of great significance to him. If he could pass it successfully, he could not only realize his dream of cultivating immortality, but also possibly find his mission target—the spider demon Zhu Yue'er.

Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind to do his best to pass the test and enter the Qingyun Sect.