It grows stronger when faced with a strong opponent; even an Immortal Emperor would have to kneel be

Jade Void Sacred Land.

"Junior Sister Ye, why don't you want to become my master's disciple? My master has a very high opinion of you. My master, you, and I all possess ice-attribute holy bodies. The three of us are destined to be master and disciple."

"As long as you agree, your master will definitely train you to become a top genius in Tiannan Shenzhou and not bury your ice-type holy body."

A woman with a cool and noble appearance spoke to Ye Qingxue.

Her name is Su Bingyun, the current Holy Maiden of the Jade Void Holy Land, and she also possesses an ice-attribute holy body.

Her master was an ancestor from the Jade Void Holy Land, known as Fairy Jade Cold.

Moreover, Fairy Yuhan also possesses an ice-attribute holy body.

Therefore, from the moment Ye Qingxue first stepped into the Jade Void Holy Land, Fairy Yuhan noticed that Ye Qingxue possessed the same ice-type holy body as her, and extended an olive branch to her, wanting to take her as her disciple.

However, Ye Qingxue resolutely refused.

She already has a master.

These words immediately left Fairy Yuhan and Su Bingyun speechless, as they both knew that Ye Qingxue was a cultivator who had come to Tiannan Shenzhou by chance from the desolate northern region.

They naturally looked down on the people from those places.

Therefore, they naturally didn't take Ye Qingxue's mention of her master seriously.

How could someone like that, a minor cultivator from the Northern Region, possibly teach Ye Qingxue well?

This is a waste of her ice-type holy body.

These days, Su Bingyun has been trying to persuade Ye Qingxue to turn back from the wrong path as soon as possible, become Yu Han Fairy's disciple, and become her junior sister.

When that time comes, the three of them, master and disciples, with their three ice-elemental holy bodies, will roam freely across the southern sky, and their story will become legendary.

Ye Qingxue looked at Su Bingyun, shook her head again in refusal, her eyes full of determination.

It's impossible for her to become Yu Han Fairy's disciple; she only has one master, and that master can only be Chen Ping.

Everything she had, including her life, was given to her by Chen Ping.

How could she possibly betray Chen Ping and join someone else's faction?

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister Su, I already have a master."

"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days. I will repay you in the future."

Ye Qingxue said this in a calm but resolute tone.

Su Bingyun shook her head as Ye Qingxue refused again.

"Alas, so be it. My master instructed that if you are unwilling, she will not force you. It seems that my master and I are not destined to be with you."

After Su Bingyun finished speaking, she walked away with a dejected look in her eyes. She really liked her junior sister Ye Qingxue.

Ye Qingxue watched Su Bingyun's retreating figure. Although she had not yet become a disciple of Fairy Yuhan these past few days...

However, Fairy Yuhan and Su Bingyun took extra care of her, and she remembered it.

"Hehe, Ye Qingxue, you are far too arrogant. You are just a minor cultivator from the Northern Region, yet you dare to refuse Fairy Yuhan's offer to take you as a disciple. You really don't know what's good for you."

"The master you mentioned would probably only be able to serve as a janitor at best in our Jade Void Holy Land, and our Holy Land might not even want him."

A young man standing nearby spoke up, his face full of mockery.

He is Lu Feng, one of the top ten on the Heavenly Ranking of the Jade Void Holy Land.

He said those words without any hesitation.

"Senior Brother Lu is right. Your master is nothing but an ant in our eyes, hahaha."

As soon as he said this, several disciples next to him echoed him and burst into laughter.

Everyone present was a disciple of the Heavenly Ranking, possessing exceptional talent, strength, and background; they were all outstanding individuals in the Jade Void Holy Land.

He was extremely arrogant in his daily behavior, let alone towards Ye Qingxue, who was all alone.

As Ye Qingxue listened to the men humiliating Chen Ping, she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists.

But then she relaxed.

Her current strength is too weak. If it weren't for her Holy Body, which makes her highly valued and protected by the Holy Land, she would be in a much weaker position.

I'm afraid these people would dare to attack her in public.

Ye Qingxue snorted coldly and then left the place. She needed to seize the time to cultivate and improve her realm as soon as possible.

Recently, news about the ethereal fairyland has been spreading like wildfire.

Ye Qingxue was naturally aware that the Misty Wonderland was a grand event in the Southern Divine Continent, and that all forces would send out their most prized talents at that time.

Go and seize the opportunities in that fairyland.

By then, I will definitely run into my senior brother Xiao Rufeng, and maybe even my master.

She is now all alone, weak and vulnerable, and her cultivation level is low. Her best course of action is to quietly cultivate and improve her cultivation level.

"I wonder where Master is now."

Ye Qingxue sighed, realizing that she hadn't seen her master for several months and missed him dearly.

Only when she was with Chen Ping did she feel reliable and safe.

Because no matter what, that figure would always stand in front of her, shielding her from everything.

We will crush all the sources of difficulties and be invincible forever.

…………

The Primordial Holy Land.

A trial tower was bustling with activity.

This tower is no ordinary structure; it is specifically designed to test a disciple's resolve and the strength of their will.

The tower has ninety-nine floors, each floor representing a different level of difficulty. The difficulty increases exponentially with each floor.

Each level contains a secret realm of inner demons, a test of life and death, challenging the disciple's Dao heart, original heart, and will.

This place is always packed with people.

Reaching higher levels of the Trial Tower demonstrates a steadfast Dao heart and a strong will.

There is also a high probability that they will be noticed by the elders and higher-ups of the sect, taken in as disciples, and rise to great heights.

Bai Zitian followed the flow of people.

These days, he also felt very strained in the Primordial Holy Land, unable to keep up with the cultivation speed of these disciples.

In the Northern Region, he could be considered a genius.

After all, the Blood Emperor clone he created had the power to suppress Lin Fan and Yu Suyao.

But here, genius is just an admission ticket.

He may be a genius, but who here isn't a genius?

They are all exceptional individuals, the cream of the crop, selected from among trillions of people across the vast land of China.

Bai Zitian felt considerable pressure during this period.

If he fails the assessment for menial disciples next month, he will have no choice but to continue working as a menial disciple.

Every day, he carried water, burned firewood, and did odd jobs.

This kind of life is unacceptable to him.

At that moment, a small phantom of the Blood Emperor appeared in his mind, grinning savagely.

"Drain their blood, inherit their talent and strength, and you too can become a genius unlike any other."

The Tribulation of Inner Demons!

Bai Zitian knew that he had once cultivated the Blood God True Skill, a skill that was both righteous and evil.

It can cultivate itself, or it can absorb the essence and blood of others.

However, the latter's cultivation speed is too fast, so almost 99% of people would choose the latter.

But he didn't do that back then; he didn't want to become that monster that sucks people's life essence.

He forcibly cultivated the Blood God Avatar, splitting off a portion of his consciousness and evil thoughts to create the Blood Emperor avatar.

Bai Zitian pondered for a moment, and then with a bang, the image of the Blood Emperor in his mind exploded.

The inner demons disappeared.

After Bai Zitian heard that there was a trial tower here that he could challenge, he came immediately.

Bai Zitian stood in the crowd, looking at the densely packed figures in the Trial Tower.

On each floor, countless disciples with grim expressions were struggling desperately.

The next moment, these people coughed up blood and were thrown out of the Trial Tower.

The challenge failed.

Bai Zitian had no other thoughts; he trusted his own conscience and then stepped onto the path.