Chapter 45: Chapter 45: Spirit Root

Although Jiang Ming does not possess the cultivation level of Li Jin in this lifetime, he has still made a considerable name for himself in the north of the Daqi Dynasty.

Among the Jianghu people, his title has evolved from initially being the Mad Demon Saber to now simply the Demon Saber.

It’s just a difference of one word, yet it signifies a gap in status.

“Halt!”

Outside the canyon filled with enchanting blood-red stones, men and women in uniform looked imposingly at the incoming Jianghu people.

“Only those who hold the Dragon Gate Order are allowed to bring someone in!”

“Do not commit any taboos; if you anger the Immortal Masters, you will find yourself unable to live or die!”

They coldly watched the Jianghu people coming and going below.

These people were naturally not disciples of the Immortal Sect; rather, they were a top-tier Jianghu major sect maintaining order for the Immortal Sect.

“That’s the Cyan Mountain Sword Saint Elder Ming. I didn’t expect him to come out of seclusion after twenty years and obtain the Dragon Gate Order!”

“Master Huang, you’ve hidden well! I didn’t expect your family to also obtain a Dragon Gate Order.”

“Hmph, and haven’t your people as well?”

With the disturbances of several notable figures, the arrogant attitude of the sect disciples maintaining order was also toned down.

Wild laughter erupted.

“Hahahaha, I have finally arrived here, I am about to achieve immortality!”

A deranged old man in tattered black clothing laughed wildly.

Nearby passersby cast fearful glances at him.

“That’s the Mad Evil God; I can’t believe he survived being hunted by the Imperial Family!”

“Let me in! I’m about to achieve longevity! I want longevity!”

The Mad Evil God’s emotions seemed to have become somewhat irrational.

People around him all backed away, only leaving some Jianghu elders coldly watching him.

“Crazy old man, you’re too noisy.”

A chilling voice sounded, like the voice of a ghost.

Upon hearing this, the Mad Evil God suddenly went into a rage as if losing control, but paused halfway.

He saw a tall man in black clothing approaching, with a Mystic Gold Black Blade hanging from his waist.

“Demon Saber!”

The mad old man roared, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

The few Jianghu elders who were watching coldly also suddenly turned their gaze to this person.

“Demon Saber!”

“Demon Saber.”

The crowd held varying emotions toward the Demon Saber, including some senior members of the Silent Tower looking at Zhu Ergou with gritted teeth and complex expressions.

“The Dragon Gate Order is here, enter.”

He simply waved the exquisite token in his hand and walked toward the canyon as if no one was around.

[As the thirty tokens arrived, the Dragon Gate Conference officially began.]

[Suddenly, blue light shimmered in the sky and several figures floated down from above, causing your heart to skip a beat; this sky-controlling ability has completely surpassed the strongest Lightweight Skill in Jianghu and is beyond what mortals can achieve, heightening your yearning for the future of the Immortal Dao.]

Zhu Er is Jiang Ming’s simulated reincarnation, but naturally, all memories related to the simulator will be stripped away. Zhu Ergou is unaware of Li Jin’s existence, and thus it is his first time seeing the existence of cultivators.

Only Jiang Ming can affect Zhu Ergou’s behavior through a special connection.

People filled the area around the canyon, while a high platform hovered in the center.

Several figures flew to the high platform, all wearing elegant cyan robes, whose sleeves fluttered automatically, emitting an aura of Immortal Qi.

The Jianghu elders looking at them held expressions filled with envy.

Immortals!

At the same time, they could clearly feel the oppressive feeling from these Cyan Cloud Sect Immortal Masters, seemingly originating from a higher life level.

The faces of these Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators were all expressionless.

One of them stepped forward and said indifferently, “Innate Martial Artists, step out and ascend the platform.”

The majority of Innate Grandmasters present were familiar with the Dragon Gate Conference process and were not surprised; over forty Innate Grandmasters stepped forward, individually performed their Lightweight Skill, and ascended the high platform.

The cultivator who stepped forward was a middle-aged man with a cold face, who nodded calmly and looked at these Innate Grandmasters.

Zhu Ergou’s body suddenly tensed with a warning sensation that martial artists instinctively had.

An invisible wave swept across his body.

This is… Divine Sense?

The middle-aged man’s brow furrowed slightly as he said somewhat displeased, “This generation has no Innate Great Perfection Grandmaster, what a pity.”

Innate Great Perfection??

Several Innate Grandmasters glanced at each other.

Innate Great Perfection is extremely rare; even in the entire Daqi, there isn’t always an Innate Great Perfection Martial Artist present at any given time.

The middle-aged man gave a signal to a woman on one side.

The woman nodded and stepped forward, her lips slightly parted, with a rumbling sound echoing throughout the canyon.

“Those remaining, form a line and proceed with the first test.”

She performed a hand seal, and below the suspended high platform, a Crystal Stone appeared.

“Everyone in order, touch the Crystal Stone.”

After saying that, the woman closed her eyes to rest, showing no intention to organize order.

Though the lawless Jianghu people, they obediently lined up to touch the Crystal Stone.

The middle-aged man scanned the few Innate Grandmasters, ultimately focusing on those with young faces among them.

Among them, naturally, Zhu Ergou was included.

“Who among you is under fifty years old?”

Among the over forty Innate Grandmasters, only Zhu Ergou and two others stepped forward.

The middle-aged man finally showed a hint of a smile on his face.

Though there wasn’t a scan, it’s assumed these mortals wouldn’t dare deceive the Grandmasters.

With the sect’s methods, these martial artists who haven’t surpassed fifty years old have the potential to become Innate Great Perfection Martial Artists.

And for the sect, Innate Great Perfection Martial Artists are already considered somewhat valuable resources.

Coupled with talismanic magical artifacts that can be activated using True Qi, Innate Great Perfection Martial Artists in close combat can even rival High-Tier Qi Refining.

The Cyan Cloud Sect’s strongest is only at Foundation Establishment; High-Tier Qi Refining is already a main force.

At least one of these three people could become an Innate Great Perfection Martial Artist.

The middle-aged man suddenly thought of something, flipped his hand, and a Crystal Stone appeared in his palm.

At this moment, exclamations suddenly rose from below.

Multicolored light emanated from the giant Crystal Stone beneath the hovering high platform.

“Excellent, this time the Dragon Gate Conference could recruit a disciple with a Spirit Root, meeting the sect’s quota.”

The middle-aged man nodded, feeling pleased.

The Dragon Gate Conference isn’t truly meant to recruit disciples but rather to recruit mundane martial artists to work as menial servants within the sect.

Ordinary mortals are physically weak, unlike martial artists who are nimble in movement.

Moreover, the Cyan Cloud Sect can recruit some Innate Martial Artists to strengthen the sect’s power.

Although Innate Martial Artists are mundane, with the cooperation of Immortal Magical Artifacts, they exhibit a trend of transcending the mundane.

Spirit Roots are rare.

Sects often dispatch disciples or elders to travel outside, employing Secret Techniques to fish out some disciples from the vast crowd.

The middle-aged man’s thoughts pondered over these matters.

The Innate Martial Artists in front of him all touched the crystal in front of the middle-aged man one by one.

The next moment, light suddenly illuminated the middle-aged man’s face.

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