The Demon Cultivator of the Sword

Chapter 2: Flying Demon Sect
After walking on the stone road for another half an hour, they finally saw the end of the stone steps. The four men and women walked over happily.

Gu Yuan stepped onto the last stone step with a normal expression, and then looked at the situation in front of him calmly.

This is a huge platform over a hundred feet wide. Except for an inconspicuous-looking pavilion opposite, the surroundings are all white, as if there is nothing there.

In front of the stone pavilion, there were dozens of men and women of the same age in different clothes gathered there, but no one dared to enter the pavilion.

The men and women who came up with Gu Yuan joined the crowd silently.

Seeing this, Gu Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but he had already seen through the clues in his heart.

Those new disciples in the Qi training realm might not be able to see anything, but with the extraordinary powerful soul power of Gu Yuan, the time traveler, they could see through the illusion array before them.

There was no stone pavilion in front of him, but a huge white jade building with three golden characters "Registration Office" hanging on it. It seemed to be a registration place for inner and outer disciples entering and leaving the sect.

In front of the door of the pavilion, three people were standing under a huge plaque, pointing and saying something to the new disciples who were at a loss.

Relying on the miraculous effect of the formation, they did not have any intention of being shy.

Among these three people, the aura of two of them gave Gu Yuan the feeling that they were not much inferior to the outer sect deacon who was at the peak of the middle stage of Bao Yuan Realm. They looked like they were in the middle stage of Bao Yuan Realm. The aura of one of them was even stronger, and if nothing unexpected happened, he was in the late stage of Bao Yuan Realm.

It seems that this should be the disciple of Feitian Demon Sect who is guiding these new disciples.

Gu Yuan walked silently at the outskirts of the crowd, sat down with his head lowered, and closed his eyes to meditate.

But with his own soul power covering the three people, he could easily hear their conversation clearly.

"Brother Ling, although the time has not come yet, it seems that the number of new disciples this time is not as many as expected, and more than half of them have only reached the sixth level of the Qi Training Realm, barely qualified to join. For the rest, let alone the Condensation Realm, there is not even one at the tenth level of the Qi Training Realm."

A handsome young man who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old was pointing at the newcomers, and there seemed to be some dissatisfaction in his words.

"He is less than thirteen years old and has reached the Condensation Realm. You think such a genius is a cabbage. At our age, we were only at the eighth or ninth level of the Qi Training Realm. And you must not underestimate these new disciples. There may be some buried geniuses among them."

The one called "Senior Brother Ling" was a warrior in the late Baoyuan realm who was about 27 or 28 years old. He was dressed in a white robe, had a square face and stern eyes, and was very lively.

Another white-faced young man echoed, "Brother Ling is right. Think about Junior Sister Murong. When she first entered the sect, she was only at the seventh level of the Qi Training Realm. But after only three or four years, she became a core disciple and was chosen by the sect master to teach the sect's top-level martial arts, the Heavenly Demonic Art. She became the second person in the sect's younger generation to be taught the top-level martial arts after Junior Brother Mo Yan."

"Ahem! What the two brothers said is right. It was my words that were a little inappropriate!" The handsome young man immediately remembered something when he heard what the other party said. He coughed a few times and said with a smile. He seemed to be a little afraid of the two.

"Junior Brother Wang, ..." Senior Brother Ling seemed to want to say something to the young man, but Gu Yuan had no interest in listening. He immediately withdrew his soul power and closed his eyes to rest.

That Senior Sister Murong, as expected, is Murong Qingcheng, one of the two female protagonists in the original novel.

The daughter of the head of the human-demon family in Nanzhuo Domain, her father Murong Zhishui is a master of the Spiritual Sea Realm.

She was quite outstanding in the early stage, but in the later stage, because Ye Chen helped her solve the persecution of the human demon master's family, she gradually became comfortable. Although she awakened the blood of the dark witch, she still advanced to the realm of life and death and became one of the strongest people in the true spirit world.

But they refuse to admit it and have gradually become a pendant of the protagonist.

In addition, the other party will leave the Feitian Demon Sect in the later stage.

Gu Yuan's biggest pursuit is to become stronger, so he is not very interested in her at the moment. Of course, it is impossible for her to be interested in a new disciple like him.

As for Mo Yan, he is simply a clown, so it’s better not to mention him.

After waiting for several hours, more warriors came up from the bluestone road at the foot of the mountain.

Finally, when the sun was about to set, nearly a hundred Qi training warriors, all of them around twelve years old, were already sitting cross-legged on the platform square.

And these are almost one-third of the Black Dragon Empire's best people throughout the year.

At this moment, a large red light suddenly appeared on the stone pavilion in front of him, and then the stone pavilion suddenly disappeared in the rosy glow, and was replaced by a huge building more than ten feet high, and three figures in front of it.

"Welcome everyone to our Feitian Demon Sect! Now, our brothers will be responsible for the selection of disciples this time. Please listen carefully to what Ling says next, and don't miss anything."

Senior Brother Ling glanced at the people in front of him with a sharp gaze and spoke calmly without any panic.

Seeing this and listening to Senior Brother Ling's words, the new disciples on the platforms were surprised. They did not dare to be negligent and stood up one after another, pretending to listen attentively.

They know whether they can enter the Feitian Demon Sect, a holy place of martial arts.

But it all depends on the three people in front of me, so naturally I dare not leave any bad impression on them.

Seeing that these new disciples were tactful and did not make a mess, Senior Brother Ling showed a satisfied expression on his face.

"I believe you all know the criteria for recruiting disciples in our sect, so I won't elaborate. Anyone who is over thirteen years old or under the sixth level of Qi training can step forward. If you try to get away with it by cheating, the price you pay will be something you can't afford."

Senior Brother Ling spoke slowly, with a solemn look on his face.

Upon hearing this, there was a commotion in the crowd, but after a moment, three young people stood up, two men and one woman, looking nervous and uneasy.

"You guys go down the mountain, Junior Brother Liu, Junior Brother Wang, go up and get them tested and registered."

Senior Brother Ling took a cold glance and said calmly.

At this moment, the fair-faced young man and the handsome young man beside him took two steps forward at the same time. Without saying a word, they took out the instruments specially used to detect bone age and cultivation, as well as the registration list, from the storage spirit rings they were carrying.

One person is responsible for testing the bone age and cultivation level of the new disciples, and the other person is responsible for registering the detailed information of the new disciples.

After the registration is passed, in order to ensure the loyalty of the disciples, the sect will also conduct a "census" to prevent unscrupulous people from plotting to obtain the Feitian Demon Sect's martial arts secrets.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no one would be stupid enough to send an undercover agent to a large sect like the Feitian Demon Sect.

Because this simply cannot withstand scrutiny.

Moreover, if you are not a genius, you will not be able to access advanced martial arts. No one would be stupid enough to send a good talent from their own sect to a rival sect. What if that person never comes back?

(End of this chapter)