The road is vague

Chapter 253 True Disciple
After a short rest.

Li Mo broke free from Jiang Feiyan's embrace, his expression quickly returning to calm as he looked at the scattered True Yang Fire around him.

There were more than a dozen strands of true yang fire nearby.

Some of the true yang fires are as big as a grapefruit, while others are like a broad bean, burning quietly.

"Senior sister, let's collect these True Yang Fires."

Jiang Feiyan looked at Li Mo, who had regained his composure. She knew that no matter what she said, it would be useless. She could only suppress her grief and wipe away her tears.

"I see."

The two took out their True Yang Furnaces and collected the True Yang Fire from the area.

Jiang Feiyan seemed to be intentionally letting Li Mo collect more True Yang Fire.

After the two reunited, the True Yang Fire in Li Mo's furnace had already condensed into a milky white color, exuding a pure aura, while the True Yang Fire in Jiang Feiyan's furnace was only the size of a pomelo, not much different from the amount of True Yang Fire that Li Mo had collected earlier.

Upon seeing this, Li Mo frowned slightly.

He then made hand seals, and the spiritual energy pillars from all directions gradually receded.

The Six Ding Six Jia Void Array transformed back into thirty-six basic puppets, which quickly merged into one and were then stored back into Li Mo's spatial ring.

"Master, let's go and look around elsewhere."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feiyan forced a smile, her face showing confusion.

“Junior brother, we already have so much True Yang Fire. This is the central volcano, where the chance of finding True Yang Fire in the ore is the highest. We only need to collect some more here. Why go to other places?”

"This is too passive."

Li Mo shook his head; he didn't want to sit idly by and wait for his death.

"Our selection of true disciples this time is based on the amount of True Yang Fire that each person has collected. So theoretically speaking, as long as someone is lucky enough, they may be able to take away the spot of a true disciple. If we want to be absolutely sure, the best way is to eliminate everyone else."

Jiang Feiyan frowned.

"But this secret realm is by no means small. We are just Foundation Establishment cultivators, and we only have six hours left. How can we possibly wipe them out completely?"

"Then we'll do our best."

Li Mo prefers to take the initiative and control her own future.

Jiang Feiyan opened her mouth.

She could sense that Li Mo's temperament had been completely changed after this internal conflict within the sect, but she was powerless to do anything about it. Seeing the determination in Li Mo's eyes, she could only nod helplessly and follow.

And so the two began to fly aimlessly through the secret realm, searching for other disciples who were competing for the position of true disciple.

Half an hour later.

The two flew over an inconspicuous hillside.

On this hillside, a female disciple was comprehending the flames in the True Yang Furnace. Judging from her attire, she was at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

"Oh, Junior Sister Jiang?"

Upon seeing Jiang Feiyan, the female disciple's face immediately lit up with joy.

Jiang Feiyan looked troubled upon seeing this person.

"Senior Sister Jin."

She was acquainted with this person; when she was still a student, she had been taught by him, and their relationship was similar to that of Li Mo and Ding Wei.

Li Mo then looked at the True Yang Fire in the man's furnace, which was about the size of an orange.

He then turned to the female disciple and said in a matter-of-fact tone, "I want the True Yang Fire in your furnace."

The woman looked at Li Mo, and her expression immediately darkened.

"You must be Jiang Feiyan's junior brother, the famous Instructor Li of the Dharma Protector Hall, right?"

"Exactly."

Li Mo responded without changing his expression.

Seeing Li Mo's determined attitude and considering Li Mo's impressive record and reputation, the man gritted his teeth slightly before finally sighing.

"Alright, I can give you this ball of True Yang Fire."

Say it.

She used her spiritual light to lift the orange-sized ball of true yang fire and floated it toward Li Mo.

However, Li Mo showed no intention of accepting it and dismissed it with disdain.

"Perhaps I didn't express myself clearly. We are both determined to obtain the spot as a true disciple this time, and everyone we encounter must leave. Therefore, I will retrieve your True Yang Fire after you leave. There is no need for you to give it to me."

"you!!"

The woman's face showed anger as she stared intently at Li Mo.

"I had no intention of vying for the spot of a true disciple; I was merely here to gain enlightenment. Why do you insist on forcing me? If you want to become a true disciple, aren't you afraid of making another enemy?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feiyan couldn't help but feel a little nervous and quietly tugged at Li Mo's sleeve.

Li Mo remained unmoved and gave a cold laugh.

“True disciples rely on the ability to win over the masses and overcome dissenting opinions, not on flattery or begging. If you are not convinced, then you are my enemy, and don’t blame me for resorting to force.”

"Jiang, Fei, Yan!"

The woman gritted her teeth and looked at Jiang Feiyan.

"Is that what you mean?"

"There's no need to make things difficult for my senior sister."

Li Mo said coldly, "This was all my arbitrary decision, done by one person. Time is limited. You have ten counts of time to consider. One, two..."

"No need to count!"

The woman roared, "Today I'll show you what Instructor Li is capable of! Did you just get lucky and defeat Chen Kaixuan? Let's see what my Profound Mirror can do for you..."

Bang!
The true demon avatar behind Li Mo suddenly attacked, its spine-bone greatsword extending over thirty feet, resembling a ferocious purgatory bone tower or a giant centipede with a thousand legs that could stretch and contract at will, instantly shattering the Xuan Yan Mirror.

The female cultivator surnamed Jin was sent flying more than ten feet away, completely disoriented, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Li Mo showed no mercy whatsoever.

A flash of dark golden light disappeared in an instant, followed closely by the Heavenly Golden Sword. The female cultivator surnamed Jin had no time to react before her figure twisted and vanished.

A ball of true yang fire floated down from the sky. "Senior sister, please accept it quickly."

"it is good……"

After Jiang Feiyan sighed in response, she took out the True Yang Furnace and put away the True Yang Fire.

that's it.

Six hours passed in the blink of an eye.

As an astonishing beam of light emerged from the distance and shot straight into the sky, Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan, who were frantically searching for the other disciples, couldn't help but stop in their tracks.

Both of them turned around to look.

"It's in the direction of the central volcano."

"The task of selecting a true disciple has come to an end."

The two flew rapidly toward the central volcano.

When they returned to the central crater, they were surprised to see forty or fifty people standing on the summit of the volcano. The six Golden Core cultivators at the head of the group stood in a row: Chen Shouyi, Lu Qi, Qian Jing, Ye Shoutian, Jiang Wencai, and Jiang Wenwu.

Behind the six were more than forty disciples of the Weapon Refining Hall.

The vast majority of these disciples were from the Jiang family. Each of them had a refuge talisman on their body and they all showed a resolute expression of being ready to die.

"Could it be that they've learned from the lessons of the past and are sparing no expense to set up a massive refuge barrier here, but because the area is too large, they can't determine the specific effects, so they're using the selection of true disciples to test it out?"

Li Mo looked around but didn't see Jiang Sheng. Instead, he saw Shi Yongjie among them!

He and Jiang Feiyan stepped forward and respectfully presented the True Yang Furnace in their hands.

After glancing at it, the six people all nodded.

"good."

After saying "not bad," Jiang Wenwu, the head of the weapon refining hall, said nothing more and quietly looked into the distance, continuing to wait.

After a while.

Several more disciples flew over.

Li Mo looked at these people, a hint of regret showing deep in his eyes.

Although he tried his best to eliminate the other disciples from the secret realm, some inevitably slipped through the net. Fortunately, the amount of True Yang Fire collected by these people was not much, and they were far from threatening him and Jiang Feiyan.

In the end, only nine disciples remained and gathered here.

Among the nine, Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan undoubtedly collected the most True Yang Fire.

The other seven people were puzzled and looked at each other blankly.

They didn't understand why the fifty or sixty people who came here had dwindled to so few.

"It's almost time."

Jiang Wenwu, the head of the weapon refining hall, suddenly said this.

His gaze was deep, fixed on the distance, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

Acting sect leader Chen Shouyi coughed lightly.

He no longer possessed his former dignified demeanor; his eyes revealed an unspeakable sense of desolation. Even at this award ceremony for true disciples, he appeared somewhat listless.

"This selection of true disciples was conducted in a fair, just, and open manner. Nine people made it to the final selection. According to the selection principles, the two people who obtained the most True Yang Fire will receive the spot as true disciples of our sect. Now, after our unanimous selection, Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan have won!"

Everyone turned to look at Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but reveal a complex mix of emotions, including longing, envy, and jealousy.

Especially Shi Yongjie, among the Jiang family's weapon refiners, was no longer the madman he had been before. At this moment, his eyes were extremely complicated, and he finally lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Chen Shouyi took out two golden waist tokens and had their names etched onto the spot by a magical light.

"Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan, step forward."

"The disciple is here!"

Chen Shouyi handed the waist tokens of his true disciples to the two men.

This is not only a symbol of status, but also a top-grade magical artifact with the function of automatically releasing a spiritual light shield, and can be used to freely travel through various forbidden areas of the Spirit Eye Sect.

"From this day forward, you two are officially true disciples of this sect. You will receive a one-time large sum of sect contribution allowance, enjoy the same spirit stone salary and sect contribution as the head of the Dharma Protector Hall, and can set up spirit gathering arrays, issue sect missions, enter various forbidden areas, and enjoy all non-consumable resources of this sect. You must do your best to improve your cultivation level, every day..."

"Yes!"

After Li Mo and Jiang Feiyan responded respectfully, they accepted the golden waist tokens representing true disciples.

One of the greatest advantages of becoming a true disciple is that there will never be any mandatory assigned tasks again.

The title of "true disciple" is itself a position, and the only task is to improve oneself to the best of one's ability, only then can one be worthy of the title "true disciple".

After Li Mo, Jiang Feiyan, and the other nine people left the secret realm.

Chen Shouyi, Jiang Wencai, Ye Shoutian, Lu Qi, and Qian Jing all looked at Jiang Wenwu.

Chen Shouyi sighed.

“Junior Brother Jiang, the initial tests by these disciples have shown that the refuge barrier set up in the True Yang Secret Realm is quite effective. However, I still do not agree with your suggestion to restart the replica of the True Yang Cauldron. It is too risky. You yourself said that there is only a 20% chance of success, which is really inappropriate. Moreover, Senior Brother Jiang’s words are still ringing in my ears: only a master weapon refiner with the Three Yang Body can forge a precious cauldron.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wenwu withdrew his gaze.

"Gentlemen, there's no need for further words; my mind is made up."

He looked at the blazing True Yang Fire before him.

"Success would be ideal, of course. Even if we fail, it will serve as a stepping stone, laying a solid foundation for future generations. My lifespan is nearing its end, and I will have no regrets even if I die. As long as you all keep your promise and nurture the Jiang family's Three Yang Physique into talents, my Jiang family will surely forge this cauldron even if it takes three generations of effort, allowing the Lingmu Sect to hold its head high from now on!"

Say it.

He used his spiritual light to lift the collected True Yang Fire and resolutely infused it with spiritual power.

This pure and flawless true yang fire rapidly expanded, melting the nearby metal ores. Once it reached its limit, it effortlessly hurled it towards the central volcano.

Rumbling and booming.

The once dormant central volcano has begun to gradually revive.

Upon seeing this, Chen Shouyi, Ye Shoutian, Jiang Wencai, Lu Qi, Qian Jing, and others all sighed and left the True Yang Secret Realm.

(End of this chapter)