Starting with the Magic Absorption Technique: I swept through the fantasy world.

Moreover, the spiritual energy absorbed is gone once it's used up; it's not part of his original cultivation level.

However, with the Demon Absorption Technique, as long as one absorbs enough spiritual energy, one is almost equivalent to a master of the same level. Compared to those who have cultivated for hundreds of years, one is already much more fortunate.

The amethyst stones of the Linghai Sect, you are mine now.

He walked along, thinking excitedly.

After using the Purple Star Stone, I no longer wanted to foolishly cultivate.

The night sky was clear and bright, dotted with countless stars.

The inner hall of the Prince's Mansion.

The family sat around the round table for a meal.

Besides Wang Mu's parents, there was also a cute little girl wearing a yellow dress, about half her height, with her hair in a bun. The girl was Wang Mu's younger sister, Wang Yu, who was six years old and only stared at the chicken leg.

The atmosphere was somber.

Mrs. Wu ate her rice, secretly glancing at her son.

The blow of a man being jilted is something most people cannot bear.

“Father, I want to cultivate.” Wang Mu suddenly said.

“Cultivation? That’s a good thing.” Wang Lishi was taken aback, then a happy expression appeared on his face.

Wang Mu doesn't have a cultivation physique, but cultivation has the effect of strengthening the body, which is better than visiting brothels.

"I'll hire the best martial arts instructor in town to teach you tomorrow."

"Mu'er has grown up." Mrs. Wu said with satisfaction.

"I want to go to the Spirit Sea Sect."

The entire inner hall fell silent.

"Mom, I want to eat a chicken leg," said Wang Yu, the younger sister.

Wu numbly handed her daughter a chicken leg, then looked at Wang Mu and asked, "Mu'er, what did you say?"

“I said let’s go to the Spirit Sea Sect,” Wang Mu said, looking at them.

Is it hard to understand why people go to the Spirit Sea Sect?

Wang Lishi hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "It's alright. If Mu'er wants to go, I'll find a way. There's an eighth-grade Qi-restoring pill at home. I can use some connections to give it to an elder who needs it. That should be able to get us through the back door."

"The Qi-restoring pills were painstakingly saved up by Father when he was alive. Are they just going to be given away like this?" Madam Wu felt a pang of heartache.

Only pills of grade nine or lower are available on the market.

Grade 8 pills are extremely rare and hard to come by. Back then, Grandpa Wang Mu only received one because he happened to help a master from a sect. It has been passed down to this day, and he is reluctant to use it.

"No need, I'll take the test myself." Wang Mu ate his rice.

"My son, have you really lost your mind?" Madam Wu asked anxiously. "When the Linghai Sect opens its doors to recruit disciples, talented young people from several surrounding cities will apply. But the minimum requirement is to be an entry-level disciple. Or, like Ling'er, you could be admitted through special admission if you have the qualifications of a pharmacist."

"Don't worry about it, I'm just letting you know. I'll go by myself," Wang Mu said.

“This…” Wu glanced at her husband.

"It's good to clear your head," Mr. Wang nodded. "It will help you recover your mood."

"Everyone looks down on me," Wang Mu rolled his eyes.

……

With two days left before the Linghai Sect officially opened its doors to accept disciples, Wang Mu spent a great deal of effort searching the market. Luckily, he managed to find another amethyst stone. After absorbing its spiritual energy, his spiritual energy storage had reached eighteen degrees.

To make it easier to record, he divided spiritual energy into numerical values ​​based on usage.

One unit of spiritual energy is enough for him to expend about half an hour using his ninth-grade strength.

Of course, he could also use 18 degrees of spiritual energy at once, but the price would be broken muscles, leaving him unable to move like a dead dog.

These drawbacks can only be improved once his own strength increases.

The Linghai Sect is located on Lingya Mountain, more than 100 kilometers from Xuzhou City.

It is the most powerful sect within a radius of several hundred miles.

On this day, the foot of Lingya Mountain suddenly became lively because the biennial founding ceremony of Linghai Sect had begun.

The Linghai Sect accepts disciples widely and teaches without discrimination. Of course, if you haven't reached the rank yet, then don't bother coming here and embarrassing yourself.

The distant mountains are shrouded in a hazy veil, appearing close but actually far away.

The winding mountain ranges stretched along the way.

It took Wang Mu more than two hours to reach the foot of the mountain by horse-drawn carriage.

Before them lay a wide-open stone platform, dotted with carriages pulled by strong, sturdy horses.

Indeed, the biennial opening ceremony of the Linghai Sect has attracted martial arts disciples from all over the country.

One of the carriages was occupied by Wu Sen, a cultivator at the ninth rank.

"Hey, isn't this the good-for-nothing from the Wang family? Do you really think that just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can come to the Spirit Sea Sect?" Wu Sen was furious, remembering how he had been inexplicably knocked unconscious last time.

"Didn't you see what I look like last time?" Wang Mu rubbed his hands together, trying to intimidate.

"you……"

Wang Mu bypassed Wu Sen and walked straight ahead.

Upon arriving at the main hall of the Linghai Sect, a disciple of the Linghai Sect was registering.

Wang Mu waited in line, and when it was finally his turn, he gave his name and went inside.

To become a disciple of the Linghai Sect, the primary condition is to pass the competition. Once you successfully advance to the next level, you can proceed to the next stage.

After Wang Mu entered, he was led to the arena by his disciple. The arena was already packed with people. With an order from the elder, the competition began.

The first to take the stage were Wang Mu and Gu Jing, a disciple of the Linghai Sect.

"The match begins!" Before the referee's words had even finished, Gu Jing rushed towards Wang Mu impatiently. "Come on!" Wang Mu roared, also charging towards Gu Jing at the same time.

"Do you think Wang Mu has a good chance of winning?" the people below the stage whispered.

"almost none."

On the field.

"Kid, take this." Gu Jing's eyes were full of contempt.

It's no wonder that Gu Jing is like this. He was valued and nurtured by the sect from a young age. Growing up under countless accolades, Gu Jing's arrogance comes from the bottom of his bones.

Within the Linghai Sect, there is a ranking list established by the sect. Those who can be on the list are all top geniuses of the younger generation of the Linghai Sect, and Gu Jing is the ninth strongest person on this list.

Therefore, apart from the top eight people on the Linghai Sect ranking list, Gu Jing did not take any of his peers seriously. This confidence came entirely from Gu Jing's own strength.

"Please don't look down on me!" Wang Mu said politely, even though the other party had insulted him many times.

For the Linghai Sect, this was their home ground, so Wang Mu didn't want to have any conflicts with them except for the competition. However, they insulted him many times, which was truly unbearable.

"How dare you! How dare you speak to me like that on my turf?" Gu Jing roared angrily.

Even within the Great Qi Dynasty, how many of his peers would dare to speak to him like this? If it weren't for the fact that the Dynasty Hegemony Competition couldn't result in any deaths, Gu Jing would probably have killed Wang Mu.

As he spoke, Gu Jing attacked Wang Mu directly, but Wang Mu was already prepared for battle and was waiting for Gu Jing to make a move.

Wang Mu used the Wandering Soul Step, but Gu Jing's low-grade Xuan-level Canglan Wind Blade Kick failed to hit him.

Although dodging this attack was somewhat difficult, Wang Mu did manage to dodge it.

"You dodged it?" Gu Jing said in great surprise.