Chapter Index

    At the moment She Qiqi, disguised as a man, appeared at the summit.

    Above the clouds, the Elders responsible for selecting candidates were all stunned.

    Their minds went blank; even now, they still couldn’t believe what they were seeing was real!

    In this world!

    There was actually someone who could reach the summit of Heart Refining Mountain!

    Although reaching the summit of Heart Refining Mountain didn’t mean your future achievements in the Great Dao would be number one in the world, or that you would definitely achieve Ascension.

    But as long as you reached the summit of Heart Refining Mountain, it meant you possessed a Flawless Mindset!

    This Flawless Mindset didn’t refer to the Seven-Apertured Exquisite Heart like Wang Chen’s.

    Rather, it meant that even if there were minor issues with your state of mind, you remained firm in your path and were incredibly confident in your Dao Heart; no one could make you doubt your Dao Heart in the slightest!

    You could view it as a kind of stubbornness engraved in the Soul.

    And so-called “Attaining the Dao” was simply stubbornly walking down the path in one’s heart!

    “This person! Even if they haven’t reached the Ascension Realm! Barring any accidents, they will surely become an Immortal!”

    “My Spirit Deer Villa wants this youth!”

    “What nonsense? My Kongdao Sect must have this youth!”

    “How could my Snow Immortal Sword Sect let you have him?”

    “Hehe! Then let us each rely on our own abilities!”

    In the next moment, all the Sect Elders above the clouds descended from the sky to recruit.

    At this time, all the Cultivators on Heart Refining Mountain—whether awake, unconscious, or still immersed in their Heart Demons—were transported to the foot of the mountain by a Magic Formation.

    Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, without the erosion of the black Qi from Heart Refining Mountain, everyone felt a sense of relief, as if they had been reborn.

    Those who were unconscious or immersed in Heart Demons woke up one after another.

    Some were still dazed, sitting blankly where they were.

    Some took a look at Heart Refining Mountain, sighed heavily, and turned to leave.

    Some had their state of mind damaged, causing their Realm to drop, making it difficult to recover.

    Still others, having experienced their Heart Demons, had gained something and didn’t want to join a Sect, wishing only for some peace and quiet.

    At the foot of Heart Refining Mountain, everyone was different; they knew what Heart Refining Mountain was and the various outcomes they would face after ascending it.

    Regardless, they had chosen to go up the mountain and would naturally bear all the consequences they had to face.

    By now, She Qiqi, who had returned to the foot of Heart Refining Mountain, was already surrounded by various Elders.

    Not all Sects surrounded She Qiqi, who had reached the summit.

    Although the Sects these thousand Elders belonged to were the top-tier Sects of the Fuchen Continent.

    Even top-tier Sects had their own hierarchy.

    When they saw the four major Sects along with twenty-five other top-tier Sects going to recruit her, they knew they didn’t stand a chance.

    After all, no matter how much they invested, they couldn’t compete with these Sects.

    Dammit! Those cursed capitalists of the cultivation world!!!

    So, besides the thirty-odd Elders surrounding She Qiqi, the other hundreds of Elders went to look for other Cultivators.

    They had long set their eyes on many Cultivators and planned to bring them into their Sects.

    This kind of recruitment wasn’t like taking in Disciples; it felt more like hiring employees.

    The Sects wanted these Loose Cultivators to become minor Deacons, responsible for handling certain Sect affairs and supplementing the Sect’s mid-level combat power.

    And these Loose Cultivators hoped for a good salary and better benefits, selling themselves for a good price.

    Thus, for a moment, the foot of the mountain was like a job market, very bustling.

    Lin Xun stood at the foot of the mountain, waiting for some Elder to discover him.

    Although he would eventually run away, he would take a little care of their Sect’s Disciples while in the Rootless Secret Realm.

    But here was the problem… half an incense stick’s time passed, and Lin Xun realized that no one seemed to be looking at him at all… This was quite bad.

    Was he really that weak?

    That wasn’t right either; he had at least passed the halfway point.

    “Forget it, whatever!”

    Lin Xun felt he couldn’t just keep waiting; if he waited any longer, the recruitment would be over.

    “Elder, I wonder if you are still hiring Deacons.”

    Lin Xun stepped forward with a friendly smile.

    “I’m from the Qianye Continent, I’m sincere, hardworking, and the monthly salary is negotiable. I… Eh? Elder, don’t leave…”

    “Elder, I, Ri Dangwu, accept 996; never mind 996, even 007 is fine. I love working, and my salary requirements are very low.

    Hmm, doesn’t fit the Sect’s aesthetic? What the hell, am I, Ri Dangwu, not good-looking?”

    “Elder, I’m from the Qianye Continent and have no lofty ambitions. As long as room and board are provided along with a high-temperature subsidy, it’s fine. As for the monthly salary, whatever you say goes; I just want to find a home.

    Huh? You don’t take outsiders? Wait, isn’t that discriminating against us outsiders? How are we outsiders despicable?”

    “Elder, I… Oh… Your Sect only accepts female Disciples. Sorry for the bother.”

    Lin Xun recommended himself and looked for a job.

    Lin Xun wasn’t the only one doing this.

    Every Cultivator who reached the halfway point, even if they ended up fainting, was “job hunting.”

    These were generally Loose Cultivators who no longer wanted to live a precarious life, betrayed by relatives or Dao Companions.

    It was just that they were all recruited by Sects one after another, with Lin Xun being the only exception.

    Lin Xun felt like he was a god of plague, with everyone avoiding him.

    What was going on?

    Speaking of which, this was the first time he was using the alias Ri Dangwu.

    He hadn’t offended anyone, had he?

    But given the current situation, he didn’t even have to think about it; he was definitely being targeted.

    Actually, Lin Xun had prepared other plans to enter the Rootless Secret Realm; he didn’t necessarily have to be affiliated with a Sect.

    But Lin Xun really wanted to know who was targeting him.

    “Fellow Daoist, we meet again.”

    An ethereal voice came from behind Lin Xun.

    Turning around, the moment he saw the young girl, a flash of brightness appeared in Lin Xun’s eyes.

    This was a man’s subconscious reaction upon seeing a beauty, without any other meaning.

    “We indeed meet again…”

    Lin Xun looked at the girl; she was the one who had burst into his room that day.

    Lin Xun wondered if it was because he had seen her fair back that she was deliberately taking revenge on him.

    But in the next moment, Lin Xun knew it was impossible.

    Judging by her calm appearance at the time, she didn’t care in the slightest, so there was no reason for her to make things difficult for him now.

    “My name is Mo Wenwen.”

    Walking up to Lin Xun, the girl spoke slowly.

    Lin Xun: “…”

    Actually, Lin Xun had already guessed it, but knowing her identity for sure was still a bit of a surprise… Was it that as long as someone was a Saintess, they would more or less have some minor quirks?

    “I am a Disciple of the Fuchen Holy Land. Because of me, my Senior Brother hinted to the other Sect Elders not to accept you and to send you back where you came from.

    So, do you want to join the Fuchen Holy Land?”

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