20demayo Chapter 1706 The Trial Realm of Myriad Phenomena!
Chapter 1706 The Trial Realm of Myriad Phenomena!
Mingchuan's voice echoed clearly among the mountains, like a drop of water thrown into boiling oil, instantly igniting the enthusiasm of all the onlookers below!
"Regardless of background or past, we value character, willpower, and potential!"
For countless independent cultivators struggling at the bottom, suffering from a lack of resources and support, these words were like heavenly music!
"Furthermore," Mingchuan's tone shifted, becoming somewhat boastful, as he began to list the benefits of joining the Wanchuan Sect:
"Anyone who enters my Wanchuan Sect may, according to their own talent and choices, access the core inheritance, the basic chapter of the 'Myriad Transformations Return to One Technique'!"
"The sect provides basic cultivation resources, as well as Void Realms, Spirit Plant Gardens, and places for refining weapons and pills for disciples to train and learn!"
"Those who perform exceptionally well and are loyal and reliable will receive higher-level cultivation techniques, more abundant resources, and even personal guidance from me and the elders!"
"Within our Wanchuan Sect, although there are different positions, there is no strict hierarchy! As long as you have the ability and are willing to work hard, you can earn the respect of your fellow disciples and obtain the status you deserve! Elders like Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou all address you as brothers, which is the spirit of our sect!"
With each statement he made, the eyes of the crowd below shone even brighter!
Those rogue cultivators who witnessed the grandeur of the Wanchuan Sect and the protective and domineering nature of the Mingchuan Sect yesterday were trembling with excitement!
Void Sect! Powerful cultivation techniques! Abundant resources! Relaxed atmosphere!
And what a protective sect leader and such united fellow disciples!
This is simply the perfect sect that any independent cultivator could dream of!
"I want to join!"
"Count me in!"
"Sect Leader Mingchuan! I have an honest background, am hardworking and resilient, and am willing to serve Wanchuan Sect to the death!"
"And me! Although my cultivation level isn't high, I'm quite strong!"
The area in front of the mountain gate immediately erupted into chaos, with shouts rising and falling. Many independent cultivators couldn't contain themselves and were about to rush forward.
Zhao Hu, hiding behind the boulder, was so excited that his heart pounded and he almost shouted out loud!
His mind was filled with the natural and affectionate way Ah Xiong and Ji Zhou called him "Brother Ming," Ming Chuan's domineering protection of Ran Qianqian and the others, even at the cost of their cultivation, and the magnificent sight of the Wan Chuan Sect floating in the glittering starry river!
"This...this is where real men should be!"
Zhao Hu instinctively took a step forward, almost dropping his axe, wishing he could rush to Ming Chuan and shout, "Brother Ming, take me in!"
However, just as he took a step, he jolted to his feet and stopped abruptly, his face instantly turning pale.
"Ugh!"
He slapped his forehead hard, then squatted back behind the rock in frustration. "How could I forget this! I'm still a member of the Qingcheng Imperial Law Sect! Yesterday, the sect leader and the Mingchuan sect leader became mortal enemies. If I were to run over and surrender, what would that make me? A traitor? Wouldn't I be despised by both sides?"
He held the axe, his face full of worry. He longed for everything about the Wanchuan Sect, yet he couldn't escape the shackles of his identity as a member of the Qingcheng Yufa Sect. His heart ached as if being scratched by a cat.
Just then, Mingchuan, standing in front of the mountain gate, seemed to have found the temptation to be enough. He smiled slightly and slowly raised his hands.
"I have felt your enthusiasm. However, although my Wanchuan Sect is eager to find talented people, we do not accept all comers."
Silver spatial power began to flow around him, like mercury spilling onto the ground, instantly spreading out and enveloping a large area in front of the mountain gate.
A vast and profound wave brought all the noise to an abrupt halt, and everyone held their breath, watching in awe.
Mingchuan's hands moved through the air as if plucking strings on a musical instrument, and silver spatial runes leaped, combined, and extended with his fingertips!
The space in front of us began to violently distort, stretch, and fold!
It was not simply opening up a passage, but rather, like a creator, right before everyone's eyes, forcefully carving out a completely new, independent little world, shimmering with a strange luster, from the stable void!
Within this small world, light and shadow shifted, and the faint shadows of mountains and rivers, the outline of a maze, and some areas that appeared and disappeared, emitting fluctuations of different attributes.
Flames, ice, lightning, gales... and so on!
Although its area is not as large as the main headquarters of Wanchuan Sect, it is still several squares in size, like an exquisite sand table model, yet it is floating there in a real and authentic way!
"This is the Trial Realm of Myriad Phenomena!" Mingchuan stopped and stood still, his aura steady, as if he had just done it casually. His voice resounded in all directions. "I created this trial realm by combining the power of space with the profound meaning of the 'Return of Myriad Transformations to One Technique'!"
"It contains illusionary realms to test one's character, mazes to challenge one's wisdom, elemental zones to test one's aptitude and adaptability, and simulated battles to measure one's real-world potential!"
His gaze swept over the shocked, excited, and nervous faces below, and he said loudly:
"Anyone who wishes to join my Wanchuan Sect may enter this Myriad Manifestations Trial Realm! Based on their performance there, I and the elders will judge and decide whether they stay or leave and their ranking!"
"The trial begins now! Those interested, please proceed!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a bright silver light shone at the entrance to the Myriad Manifestations Trial Realm, forming a stable and gentle light gate.
After a brief silence—
"Come on!"
"For the sake of the Wanchuan Sect!"
"I'm going all out!"
The impatient rogue cultivators surged toward the silver light gate like a flood bursting its banks!
Among them were some young disciples who originally belonged to small sects but felt hopeless about their future. At this moment, they gritted their teeth, broke away from their original groups, and rushed in by mingling with the crowd.
For them, the potential, magnanimity, and resources displayed by Wanchuan Sect were an irresistible temptation!
Even if the trial is risky, it's worth the risk!
Zhao Hu squatted behind the rock, looking at the magnificent and magical Myriad Manifestations Trial Realm, which resembled a miniature version of the Milky Way, and the cultivators who flocked in full of hope. He then touched the Qingcheng Yufa Sect robes on his body, feeling extremely anxious and conflicted, his facial features scrunched up in distress.
"To go in... or not to go in? Damn, this Mingchuan Sect Master is really something! This training ground looks really exciting!"
While he was struggling with his inner turmoil, Mingchuan stood with his hands behind his back atop the Wanchuan Sect's mountain gate, watching the lively scene below with a slight smile on his lips.
Jin Man appeared beside him at some point and chuckled, "Sect Master, you have quite the methods. With the opening of this Trial Realm, I'm afraid you'll win over most of the hearts and minds of the rogue cultivators at the bottom of the Spirit Realm."
Mingchuan laughed: "Of course, isn't that what I established my sect for?"
Jin Man glanced at Ming Chuan and, seeing that he didn't seem to want to say anything to her, felt a pang of bitterness welling up inside her.
"You brat, don't you have anything to say to me?"
Mingchuan deliberately raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance: "Huh? What does Vice Sect Master Jin want to know?"
"you……"
Just then, a familiar figure, hesitant and looking back repeatedly, finally reached the mountain gate. Instead of squeezing through the trial portal, he looked up, his face flushed, and with all his might, roared in the direction of Mingchuan:
"Elder Cang! No... no... you're Sect Master Mingchuan now. Sect Master Ming! Could you... please take me in?! I, Zhao Hu, want to follow you!"