Black Myth: The Legend of Tianpeng Seeking Demons

The entrance examination for the Qingyun Sect was held in a spacious square. The young people who came to participate in the examination lined up in rows as instructed, waiting for the test.

Zhu Feifei stood in the group, outwardly calm, but inwardly his emotions were turbulent. He knew that today's assessment was not only a test of his abilities, but also an opportunity for him to rediscover himself.

The first round of assessment was to test one's spiritual root. Disciples of the Qingyun Sect held a crystal-clear spirit stone and had each examinee place their palm on it in turn. If the spirit stone emitted light, it meant they possessed a spiritual root and could cultivate; if the spirit stone showed no reaction, they had to leave with regret.

When it was Zhu Feifei's turn, he took a deep breath and placed his palm on the spirit stone. Several seconds passed, but the spirit stone did not react at all.

This made his heart tighten. He instinctively recalled the glorious moments of the Journey to the West, the majesty of the Heavenly Marshal, and the hardships of the journey to obtain the scriptures...

However, these memories were like flower shadows in the mist, blurry and indistinct. Just as he began to doubt himself, the spirit stone suddenly burst forth with dazzling multicolored light, illuminating the entire square.

"It's a five-elemental root! This is a genius that only appears once in a thousand years!" the disciple in charge of testing spiritual roots exclaimed. The surrounding examinees cast envious glances and began to discuss among themselves.

"Although the cultivation speed of five spiritual roots is relatively slow, if one can cultivate them successfully, their strength will far surpass that of cultivators with single or dual spiritual roots."

Hearing the surrounding discussions, Zhu Feifei remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he was delighted: "I, Old Pig, am the Marshal Tianpeng, who has cultivated the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang. Even though I'm in this world of immortals and heroes, how bad can my foundation be?"

After the spiritual root test, most candidates were eliminated, leaving less than half to enter the second round of assessment—the root bone test.

The test of innate talent is simple: it assesses the candidate's strength, speed, and endurance. The disciples of the Qingyun Sect set up various obstacles and trials; only those who pass all the tests can advance to the final round.

Zhu Feifei easily overcame the initial obstacles. However, when he tried to use his combat skills from his previous life, he discovered that his newly transmigrated body did not completely obey his commands.

"I can no longer rely entirely on my previous abilities. It seems I need to readjust to my current self," he thought to himself.

However, Zhu Feifei easily passed the test of physical constitution thanks to her strong physique and martial arts experience, while the other candidates were surprised and discussed among themselves.

"This kid's strength and speed are amazing! Is this really his first time training?"

"I think his previous modesty was all an act; this guy is definitely a hidden master!"

The final assessment is the enlightenment of the mind, which is also the most difficult assessment.

The disciples of the Qingyun Sect led each examinee to a private room containing only a futon and a mirror. The examinee was required to sit cross-legged on the futon, meditate in front of the mirror, reflect on their inner self, and seek their own Dao heart.

Only by finding the Dao Heart can one truly embark on the path of cultivation; otherwise, no matter how great one's talent, one will ultimately achieve nothing.

After entering the room, Zhu Feifei sat cross-legged on the futon, closed her eyes, and began to meditate.

His mind was filled with memories of the past: the glory of being a marshal in Heaven, the hardships on the journey to the West, the love in Gao Village…

He had been confused, hesitant, and he had made mistakes, but in the end, he found his true path—to protect.

He wants to protect the people he loves, the things he cherishes, and the peace and beauty of this world.

When Zhu Feifei opened his eyes, they were filled with determination and confidence. He stood up, walked to the mirror, looked at himself, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

“I’ve found it, my Dao Heart,” he said softly.

When he opened his eyes, they were filled with new strength and confidence; he knew he had found his true direction.

At this moment, an elder of the Qingyun Sect, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, stepped forward. He had sharp eyes and glanced at everyone before saying, "Congratulations everyone, you have passed the test of the Dao Heart! From today onwards, you are all disciples of my Qingyun Sect!"

As soon as the elder finished speaking, a cheer erupted from the crowd. Zhu Feifei also smiled with satisfaction; he was one step closer to his goal.