I am a high-level martial arts master.

Chapter 336 I'm fighting Su Nuo! Wu Liang, hold on!

The place where the Jie Sect resided attracted a large influx of visitors.

The news of Ye Li's disciple-acceptance ceremony was released as soon as it was announced.

It immediately garnered immense attention across the Douluo Continent.

There is competition among the Lolita Emperors; only one Lolita can succeed.

Once one attains the Great Golden Immortal status, one possesses a lifespan of 100,000 years without dying, and one's physical body can easily roam the universe.

Therefore, Ye Li announced that he would teach all students without discrimination and would accept many disciples.

Immediately, countless forces at the level of the Luo Emperor prepared to either send disciples or personally enter the fray to test the waters.

Whether it's figuring out Ye Li's background or discovering some classic techniques, they will be prepared for future battles.

Of course, there are also those who genuinely want to become apprentices.

After all, the lineage of the Luo Emperor is still very attractive, and even the Luo Saint would want to become his disciple.

For a time, the entire Douluo Continent was abuzz with discussion about the suddenly rising Tongtian Sect Leader, making him a hot topic of the moment.

There are at least trillions of people who want to become his disciples, and countless people have gathered here.

Outside the Jie Sect, a group of ascended martial artists sat on the ground, including scions of noble cultivation families dressed in fine clothes, as well as spies whose souls had been distorted by the Luo Emperor's restrictions.

Of course, apart from the martial artists, almost all of them were little girls who looked between ten and fourteen years old, with cultivation levels ranging from Refined Loli to True Loli.

"As expected of the Empress of Lolis!"

One of the aspiring disciples looked at the crowd of people who had come to accept his teachings; it seemed as far as the eye could see.

If the news hadn't been so far away, and if the mountains weren't so high and the emperor so distant, then even trillions of people would be considered a small number on earth.

"Make way, make way!"

A little girl, who looked to be around ten years old, was struggling to push her way forward.

She wore a cotton dress with patches on the hem, her small face was red from the sun, and her eyes were clear and bright.

He looked only ten years old, but his cultivation had reached the Quasi-Luo stage (half-step Xiantian), which secretly shocked the group of people around him who wanted to become his disciples.

The little girl's name is Liu Zhiyue, and she is eighteen years old.

Seven years ago, she stumbled upon a fragmented cultivation technique, said to have been created by a great immortal in ancient times. Unaware of its true nature, she practiced it haphazardly and as a result, her cultivation level increased by leaps and bounds.

In just a few years, he encountered one extraordinary event after another and actually entered the quasi-Luo cultivation stage.

Now that her cultivation has reached this level, and she happened to learn that the Tongtian Sect Leader was recruiting disciples, she traveled here through wind and rain.

They squeezed their way to the reception platform, where several former ascended martial artists were temporarily acting as deacons.

These people possess innate cultivation, yet they appear mature, suggesting they are either sinners or mediocre individuals.

This immediately made all those who came to register realize that the saying "education should be provided to all without discrimination" was indeed true.

"Next!"

Upon hearing the innate speech of the guide, Liu Zhiyue quickly stepped forward and accepted the wooden plaque handed to her.

"Don't make a sound once you're inside. The leader has made arrangements," Xiantian instructed, then waved for her to pass.

Liu Zhiyue agreed, took a deep breath, and stepped through the light gate of the cave before her. Suddenly, the view opened up before her.

This is a plaza forcibly carved out by nature, with a ground made of polished, dark blue-green rocks that reflect the gray-white sky.

At this moment, countless people, varying in age and cultivation level, floated in the center of the square.

Liu Zhiyue turned her head and unexpectedly saw a petite child who looked even younger than herself, with a composure that others did not possess.

Noticing her gaze, the child smiled faintly, exuding an air of poise and elegance.

This child is none other than Jiang Shiyu, the Palace Master of the Luo Di Palace, who uses the technique of "One Emperor Transforms into Three Luos".

Noticing Liu Zhiyue's gaze, Jiang Shiyu's face showed a hint of surprise:

With exceptional talent and a naturally gifted physique, she is destined for greatness.

Just as Liu Zhiyue was about to greet them, she suddenly heard a calm voice coming from above her.

"The Jie Sect accepts disciples regardless of their background or origins!"

"But there are three types of people we will not accept."

"Those with evil intentions will not be accepted, those who harm the innocent will not be accepted, and those whose moral resolve is not firm will not be accepted."

"Our sect is divided into six colleges, four secret formulas, and sixteen characters. Before entering the sect, one must undergo a test."

As she spoke, Liu Zhiyue looked up and saw a dusty gray hat floating above her.

The entire hat appears to be made of leather, with a pointed top and a large brim.

When you get your hands on it, you can see that the wrinkles form something that looks like eyes and a mouth.

"What is this?"

Liu Zhiyue looked curiously at the hat in her hand, and then everyone around her put one on their hats.

Before long, an explanation came from the sky: "This is the Sorting Hat, which can see the past and distinguish good from evil, leaving nothing to hide."

"If one has a clear conscience, and receives the recognition of this hat, one can enter different positions and practice different methods according to one's own character."

"If you feel guilty, then leave as soon as possible; otherwise, once discovered, our sect will eradicate evil completely."

Upon hearing that it was necessary to distinguish between good and evil, ninety percent of the thousands of people present immediately left.

Upon hearing about the power of the hat in her hand, Liu Zhiyue subconsciously clenched her fists. She—shouldn't be considered to have harmed innocent people?

She was feeling uneasy, but as she looked at the group of people leaving, she hesitated for a moment, when she saw the dusty gray hat in her hand jump onto her head.

The next instant, the hat began searching Liu Zhiyue's soul and judging her past.

"Hmm—one lucky encounter after another, a stroke of good fortune—classic! Absolutely classic!"

Above her head, Liu Zhiyue listened nervously to the Sorting Hat's evaluation of her.

Then, a bracelet wrapped around her slender right wrist, engraved with the character "典".

Beside Liu Zhiyue, Jiang Shiyu, in her nine-year-old form, felt the soul-searching power above her head and chuckled inwardly:

Reading people's minds is a trivial skill.

Subsequently, an unseen force began to alter and weave the memories of the Sorting Hat.

As her memories were being pieced together, she portrayed herself as a young girl who deeply admired the Tongtian Sect Leader and had come here specifically to meet her idol.

The Sorting Hat was ultimately just a magical artifact that Ye Li casually crafted.

They were naturally unable to resist the level of the Lolita Emperor and were easily deceived.

Then, based on its memory, the Sorting Hat only saw a little girl who worshipped the Tongtian Cult Master immensely.

"Filial piety! So admirable! In view of your commendable filial piety, you are hereby granted the title of 'Filial Piety'!"

Above her head, the Sorting Hat was moved by Jiang Shiyu's admiration.

The next moment, a bracelet with the character "孝" (filial piety) engraved on it appeared on his wrist.

On the other side, the Sorting Hat was placed on a boy's head, sensing his temperament. The hat shook its head and said, "His temperament is like a raging fire, easily ignited. Although not inherently bad, he is prone to making grave mistakes. Assign him to the 'Impulsive' sect!"

The same thing kept happening all over the square.

"A carefree and optimistic person, with a pure heart and a constant smile, will naturally attract good fortune; this is the 'Joyful' category!"

"You were born a block of steel, cold as ice, unmoved by anything. You'll turn into a bouncing bomb when you get old! Exiled to the 'Bangzi Gate'!"

"Wow, you'll stop at nothing to achieve your goals! Look for your own strengths, never get discouraged, and never give up on winning. You, this 'winner's scholar, should accept the cult leader's winning manual and be banished to the 'Winning School'!"

"Exiled to the Filial Piety Gate — Exiled to the Classical Gate — Exiled to the Music Gate —"

As the Sorting Hat fell, each disciple was taught according to their individual personality and experience, and was divided into one of the six schools: Classics, Filial Piety, Urgency, Joy, and Winning.

Basically, most people can pass the first test of soul searching.

After all, those who couldn't pass had already dropped out at the first opportunity, and those who remained were people who had a certain level of confidence in themselves.

As for those who take chances, they will be beaten and kicked out of the Jie Sect for minor mistakes, and will be refined into a pool of blood on the spot for major mistakes.

Inside Biyou Palace, Ye Li observed the scene with satisfaction, a smile appearing on his face.

"Master."

Song Qingxu stood aside, hesitantly saying, "With such a wide recruitment of disciples, there must be spies from other sects among them, so—"

"It's alright." Ye Li waved his hand dismissively and said, "So what if I'm wicked? It's just some classic techniques anyway. Since we teach everyone, as long as I'm not a bad person, it's good for me to learn some more techniques to protect myself."

"Great Master," Song Qingxu quickly cupped his hands and said, "This disciple was also worried that those spies might harm you."

Ye Li waved his hand dismissively and leisurely presided over the entire disciple-acceptance ceremony.

Once you pass the first test of soul searching, you can obtain the identity of a disciple of the Jie Sect.

Then, they will be categorized and selected based on factors such as innate talent, aptitude, and effort.

Meanwhile, Liu Zhiyue passed the test, and the Sorting Hat on her head began to disappear from view.

When he came to his senses, he found himself alone in a shabby room.

The humble room was small, with four white walls, a low couch, a table, and a lamp.

A young immortal dressed in white robes was lying on his side in the middle of the room.

She was half-supporting herself, looking at him with a smile, which made Liu Zhiyue's heart tighten and she realized what was going on.

"You are—Liu Zhiyue, paying respects to the Sect Leader!"

The girl quickly bowed and said in a clear voice, which made Ye Li nod slightly.

He thought to himself that he was clever, and his gaze swept over the "典" (dian) character ring on the wrist.

"Now that you have joined my sect, you must abide by the rules. From now on, you are a member of the 'Ha' generation in our sect!"

"The 'Ha' generation?" Liu Zhiyue was taken aback.

Ye Li waved his hand, his smile undiminished, and said, "Our sect's rules consist of four laws and sixteen characters, with reincarnation determining seniority."

"The four laws and sixteen characters are divided into the mystery of Haki, the mantra of Manba, the protection of the master by the position, and the law of solitary courage."

"You are the first disciple, so you are naturally assigned to the 'Ha' generation. Each character represents a generation, and they are used in rotation."

Liu Zhiyue silently recited the incantation "Haki Mystery, Manba Divine Curse, True Guardian, Lone Courage Law".

At a young age, she only felt that she recognized every word in the book and did not think it was particularly impressive.

But when put together, they create an air of mystery and mystery, exuding a profound and obscure atmosphere.

These four techniques, in particular, sound like very profound martial arts skills that should not be underestimated.

This made her dare not ask any further questions, and she simply bowed and said, "This disciple will remember."

Ye Li nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this. The four methods did indeed exist, but they were all his own creations.

These days, he directly took the Yu Jing cultivation technique and modified it according to the cultivation laws of this world.

Ye Li had observed the classic techniques in the Heavenly Illusion Immortal Sect's library, and he himself was currently practicing those master-level techniques.

Even a slight modification would be enough to greatly benefit the people of this world, making them comparable to the Nine Secrets of this world.

Looking at Liu Zhiyue's appearance, Ye Li continued, "Now that you've joined the sect, you are a disciple of my Jie Sect. However, the disciple-acceptance ceremony is not over yet. What we just did was a preliminary selection of disciples. There will be martial arts trials next."

"Perform martial arts?"

"Not bad. Next, I will throw you into an illusionary battle to determine the order of your rankings."

"You are currently a disciple of the Dianzi Sect. If you can win this round, you may be able to receive the true teachings of the Dianzi Sect and be qualified to enter Biyou Palace to hear me personally teach you the Dharma."

Liu Zhiyue's eyes immediately lit up, and she clasped her hands in a fist salute, saying, "This disciple will certainly do her utmost!"

"Alright." Ye Li flicked his finger in the air. "Then go."

The next instant, Liu Zhiyue felt dizzy and the shabby room in front of her disappeared like ink spreading out.

When his vision cleared again, he found himself standing on a pile of ruins.

The entire ruin had a postmodern style reminiscent of wasteland, filled with artistic aesthetics that Liu Zhiyue couldn't understand.

She wasn't the only one there; there were hundreds of other figures scattered around, all of whom were disciples who had just passed the Sorting Hat test.

These people all wore the character "典" on their wrists, and their expressions were thoughtful as they pondered Ye Li's words.

Just now, Ye Li didn't just talk to Liu Zhiyue, but transformed into countless beings and spoke individually with each of his disciples.

At this moment, on these ruins, Ye Li's familiar voice suddenly came from the sky: "Second trial, Illusionary Martial Arts Competition."

Ye Li's voice echoed between heaven and earth: "The objective of this level is simple: survive in these ruins for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. You will receive 1 to 10 points depending on how long you survive, and an additional 1 to 90 points depending on the damage you inflict on the enemy."

"This test will not affect your eligibility for entry, but it will affect future resource allocation and the order of instruction."

"And your opponents—"

After a pause, a burly and robust figure emerged from the void at the end of the ruins.

It has four hands and two faces, its body is covered with strange tattoo patterns, it has a large mouth on its abdomen, and its nails are black and sharp, giving it an awe-inspiring presence.

"It is a malevolent spirit named Su Tan, whose speed is equivalent to that of a quasi-Luo Realm cultivator. It excels in close combat and long-range slashing—as for more details, you can research it yourselves."

Ye Li's relaxed voice rang out, causing a strange expression on the faces of the people on the ruins as they looked at the man standing in the distance.

"Me, perform a ritual?"

Before the hundred people present could react, they saw the figure named Su Nuo let out a low laugh and wave all four arms at the same time.

The next instant, a ferocious slash swept across the crowd in a fan shape!

The ground instantly shattered into countless particles, obliterating all matter in front of it.

"Enjoy it!"

Ye Li wore a playful smile.

To match these quasi-Luo Realm cultivators from the Dianzi Sect, he gave this Su Nuo a slight enhancement and modification.

Besides the Quasi-Luo Realm experts from the Dianzi Sect who have rivals, those in the Lianluo Realm and Zhuluo Realm also have Su Nuo to fight.

However, compared to the current Sukuna at his peak, they were about to face a Sukuna who had been weakened three times after his battle with Gojo Satoru.

"spread!"

At the scene, someone shouted, and hundreds of people scattered like birds and beasts. Then, a low chanting was heard: "Furube, Yura Yura".

Unlike here, inside the Bengzi Gate, the disciples here looked despairingly at a white-haired youth in the distance.

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