Everyone's face was filled with excitement.

  A hint of a smile appeared at the corner of Liu Wuxie's mouth as he entered the cultivation realm, and for him, the distance to the immortal realm was one step closer.

  For nearly half a year now, I have been cultivating tirelessly at all times, hoping to return to the immortal realm as soon as possible and avenge my grievances.

  The speed of the flying carpet had slowed down significantly. When passing through large cities, they would deliberately avoid traffic and many major cities in the cultivation world prohibited flight.

  The warriors who came before had to hurry on foot.

  Like this, flew for another five days, entered a cave heaven blessed land, the dense spiritual energy, like liquid, inhaled a mouthful, the whole body was comfortable and relaxed.

  "Right ahead is the Tianbao Sect's mountain gate, we're preparing to land!"

  Any airship that flies above any sect will be prohibited from flying, and even a huge killing array will be set up. If you fly recklessly, you may be strangled to death by the killing array.

  The magic carpet slowly descended to the foot of the mountain, looking up, birds chirping and flowers fragrant, ancient trees towering into the sky, several peaks rising into the clouds, like a paradise on earth.

  In another part of the mountain range, a huge waterfall, as if pouring down from the Milky Way, emits a loud roar.

  In the mountains, some mysterious beasts can still be seen frolicking and playing, completely unafraid of humans.

  Reaching the level of true elixir, they can no longer be called demon beasts, but rather mysterious beasts. They possess a certain degree of intelligence.

  A true paradise on earth, only the top ten sects have such a blessed place for cultivation.

  Weng Li and others looked left and right, glanced around, but before they even reached the entrance of the temple, they were already at a loss.

  "Not bad, the environment here is still pretty good!"

  Fan Lin couldn't see any ripples in Liu Wu Xie's eyes, as if nothing could stir up even a hint of disturbance within him.

  Since he entered the cultivation world, he has always paid attention to Liu Wuxie.

  Whether it was explaining those knowledge or coming to Tianbao Sect, his face was very calm, which was completely inconsistent with his age.

  "Not bad!"

  Liu Wuxie nodded, compared to the secular world, it was undoubtedly a heaven and an underground.

  "Fan Shixiong, when are we going mountain climbing?"

  Lu Xinde and others were getting impatient, they had been waiting at the foot of the mountain for half a day, but still hadn't started climbing.

  Others are also like this, and at first they didn't pay attention, thinking it was just letting them get familiar with the environment.

  After a while, Fan Lin still didn't intend to enter the mountain gate, and even Liu Wuxie showed a look of surprise.

  "It's like this, Tianbao Sect not only recruits disciples from the secular world every ten years, but also recruits apprentices in various places of the cultivation world every year. Calculating the days, the assessment should end tomorrow. At that time, there will be many new disciples joining Tianbao Sect just like you."

  Fan Lin hastily explained!

  A powerful sect must have a hierarchical development, with new blood being replenished every year.

  Relying solely on a dozen or so secular people is fundamentally insufficient to sustain the development of the sect.

  Only a few people are recruited every ten years, and even if it's a small family that has been growing for ten years, the population will still explode.

  To put it bluntly, the Hundred Nations War is just a way to cater to the secular world. Every ten years, some good seedlings are selected, and that's all there is to it.

  The true core of the top ten sects is still the cultivation world.

  Secular martial artists who joined the cultivation world in the last decade have long been forgotten, with most disappearing without a trace; truly standing firm is extremely rare.

  These Fan Lin would certainly not tell them, but they couldn't deceive Liu Wu Xie.

  Since entering the cultivation world, the population density is far higher than that of the secular world. As Fan Lin said, a dynasty in the secular world is not as good as a big city in the cultivation world.

  Tianbao Zong has tens of millions of disciples, with more than 500,000 to 600,000 outer door disciples alone, and there are also inner door disciples, core disciples, true transmission disciples, etc.

  Tens of thousands of records are on file, and there are also unrecorded miscellaneous disciples, named disciples, etc.

  The twelve of them merged into the Tianbao Sect, but it was like a drop of water pouring into the ocean.

  Those who can stir up waves must be dragons, and many are quickly overwhelmed by the terrifying waves.

  Everyone has understood the meaning of Fan Lin's words and will enter Tianbao Sect together with other assessment disciples.

  "So we've been waiting here all along?"

  Lu Xinde asked, can't stay here forever, he was eager to enter Tianbao Sect and take a look.

  "No, let's go mountain climbing now!"

  Fan Lin led the crowd, picking up the stairs and going up, a total of more than 10,000 stone steps, all the way to the clouds.

  Tianbao Village is right in the depths of this mountain range.

  After walking for about half a short period of time, a huge mountain gate appeared in front, over 100 zhang high, towering and majestic.

  "Tianbao Sect!"

  Three large characters stand before everyone, emitting endless grandeur and majesty.

  The Tianbao Sect has been established for tens of thousands of years, and its inheritance has never been interrupted. It has experienced several thousand sect masters in succession.

  Outside the stone gate, two young men wearing casual clothes and holding brooms were sweeping dry leaves off the road.

  Seeing someone coming over, he put down his broom and looked at Liu Wuxie and others.

  "Who are they and how did they end up at Tianbao Sect?"

  The young man on the left frowned and asked, "With such a low strength, he can only be a sweeper boy even if he reaches the peak of the Washing Marrow Realm."

  Weng Lian and others secretly felt a chill, the high-level Washing Marrow Realm was placed in the secular world, it would be an absolute overlord, not even counted as a disciple of Tianbao Sect.

  Only by reaching the True Dan realm can one break through the ranks and be promoted to an outer door disciple.

  "Ten years have passed in a flash, they should be the rubbish picked up from the secular world."

  The young man on the right side spoke in a strange tone and actually insulted Liu Wuxie and others as trash.

  They were born in the Cultivation Realm, but unfortunately fell into this place. If given a chance, they will surely break through to the True Dan boundary.

  "It can't be said that way, a place in the secular world where birds don't even leave droppings can cultivate true elixirs, their innate talent should be quite good."

  The man on the left didn't think so. They were born in a good cultivation world, but who stipulated that all cultivators are geniuses? Trash is also everywhere.

  The conversation between the two was heard clearly by all twelve people. Weng Lie's face showed displeasure, and he glanced at Liu Wu Xie, only to find that there was no anger on his face, so he quickly composed himself.

  Newcomer, keep a low profile!

  Even if it's just a small janitor, it's best not to offend him, who knows if there is a big shot standing behind him, sweeping the floor may just be a temporary transition.

  Passing through the stone gate, a super martial arts arena appears in front of you.

  The martial arts arena of Imperial Academy is nothing compared to this one.

  Wow!

  It can be described with just one word: too big, and it's impossible to see the edge at a glance.

  Through the martial arts arena, deep inside is a continuous building, this should be the residence of Tianbao Sect.

  "Now everyone is free to move around, but it's not allowed to leave the martial arts arena. Once danger appears, we won't take responsibility. If you haven't obtained the Tianbao Sect disciple token, even if you're killed by someone, no one will stand up for you. Remember this!"

  Fan Lin wanted to go back and report, gathering the twelve people together, repeatedly instructing them that as long as they didn't cause trouble, no one would come to bother them.

  Strictly speaking, they are not yet considered Tianbao Sect disciples.

  Only after obtaining the Sect Token can one be considered a true Outer Disciple of Tianbao Sect.

  "Yes!"

  Everyone bows and becomes cautious.

  The Cultivation Realm adheres to the Forest Law, and everyone is well aware of it in their hearts.

  Fan Lin left, before parting ways, he took a glance at Liu Wu Xie, and gave him a signal with his eyes, if there's anything, try to suppress it as much as possible, absolutely do not be impulsive.

  Liu Wu Xie understood the implication and since no one provoked him, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to cause trouble.

  As Fan Lin left, everyone's mood relaxed a lot. Some sat on the spot to rest, while others looked around curiously at everything here.

  Liu Wuxie found a clean place to sit down and wasn't in a hurry at all.

  Two young men sweeping the stone gate, holding brooms and walking towards the martial arts arena with a hint of mocking smile at the corner of their mouths.

  "Get up, all of you! Take your brooms and sweep this place clean!"

  The young man on the right is slightly older, probably around 24 or 50 years old, with a gloomy complexion and deep eyes that don't seem to be kind.

  The young man on the left had a smile at the corner of his mouth and did not speak.

  The two of them were not only responsible for sweeping the gate of Tianbao Sect, but also for sweeping the fallen leaves on the martial arts arena.

  After finishing speaking, he threw the broom in front of Liu Wu Xie and others, letting them sweep away the fallen leaves.

  "What right does he have to make us sweep the floor?"

  Lu Xinde was the first to step out, he is indeed the true Dan Laozu, and even two sweeping disciples dare to scold them.

  "That's all I need!"

  As soon as the young man on the right finished speaking, a golden light flew out of his hand, like a shooting star, and struck Lu Xinde's chest.

  Bang!

  Lu Xinde's body flew backwards, spitting out fresh blood. He was a true fourth-grade elixir, yet he couldn't compare to the peak of the Washing Marrow Realm. How could this be possible?

  Everyone's expression became very tense, and it was another cross-level challenge.

  "Soul Treasure!"

  Weng Lai recognized it, the golden light in the young man's right hand was actually a spiritual treasure that could only be refined by those who had reached the Tianxia realm.

  A tiny washing boundary, how can it possibly control a spiritual treasure.

  Lingbao is divided into two types: ordinary lingbao corresponds to Tiangai realm, and pre-heavenly lingbao corresponds to Tianxiang realm.

  Even a small Lingbao cannot be withstood by the true Dan realm.

  Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed, his gaze falling on the two young men. Peak Washing Marrow Realm, opening up the divine bridge, the cultivation world was indeed different.

  "Cough...cough..."

  Lü Xinde lay on the ground coughing, his chest covered in blood. The others were frightened and took a big step back.

  "Now you're not even qualified to sweep the floor!"

  The young man on the right looked at him with disdain, kicking the broom in front of Liu Wuxie. In the arena, Liu Wuxie was the weakest and most annoying one.

  Weng Li and others looked at Liu Wuxie with their eyes, watching how he would resolve it.

  "I don't want trouble, it's best if you just leave me alone."

  Liu Wuxie finished speaking and stood up. As for whether others lived or died, he didn't care much, as long as they didn't bother him.

  Just a few steps out, two young men stepped forward and blocked Liu Wuxie's path.

  "Little kid, you're really bold with your words. You're the first one to dare speak to me, Mei Zi, like that. Believe it or not, I can beat you up so badly you'll be picking up your teeth from all over the ground."

  The young man on the right is Mei Zizheng, and the one on the left is Di Gaofang. Both of them have been in Tianbao Sect for more than half a year, but they are frustrated because they haven't broken through to the True Dan stage yet, so they've been sweeping the courtyard grounds, feeling stifled with anger.

  Liu Wuxie and others appeared, relying on the spiritual treasure on their bodies, planning to bully them a bit. Anyway, this group of trash will be extinct in a few months.

  Joining Tianbao Sect without a backstage or relying on the strong, one would die without even knowing how they died.

  "The spiritual treasure in your hand doesn't belong to you!"

  Liu Wuxie's gaze fell on the Lingbao in Mei Zi Zheng's hand, and it was actually a strange token, with a strong aura of Lingbao flashing on its surface.

  Plum's eyes narrowed, this token was indeed not his own, but someone had let him temporarily keep it, and when the person returned, he would return it to its owner, only then would he use the Lingbao Hu to intimidate others.

  At a glance, Liu Wuxie saw through it, and just now when controlling the divine power, it was obviously forced to accelerate.

  If it's one's own spiritual treasure, this kind of situation will absolutely not occur; it must be a case of telepathy.