Published at 13th of September 2019 7:42 pm

Chapter 212a: Huang Yan'er

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Wei Suo glanced back and immediately saw a skinny, murky-gold robed youth and a forest-green robed, face filled with pockmarks cultivator conversing while seated on two violet Natural Spirit Mushrooms.

Both of them had cultivation levels of Heavenly Circuit Stage level 3 and exhibited great admiration on their faces. When Wei Suo glanced back, the cultivator, whose face was filled with pockmarks, waved and greeted him, "This brother must have rushed here to participate in Mystic Wind Sect's Recruit Assembly as well?"

Without a change in expression, Wei Suo shook his head and replied, "This one was coincidentally passing through Lost Mist City and here to spectate the svelte of a major sect. Regarding joining Mystic Wind Sect, this one doesn't have that notion."

"I see, brother shares the same sentiments as us," The pockmark faced cultivator was rather cordial, instead, the skinny youth in murky-gold robe appeared indifferently.

"However, my good friend here is different and wishes greatly to join the Mystic Wind Sect."

"Isn't joining the Mystic Wind Sect a good thing?" Observing the pockmark-faced cultivator shaking his head helplessly, Wei Suo asked with intrigue.

"Oh, brother isn't aware?" The pockmark faced cultivator smiled bitterly and replied.

"Let's look at this. The amount of individuals participating in the Mystic Wind Sect's Recruitment Assembly is the most amongst all major sects of the Heavenly Profound Continent, yet the amount of Mystic Wind Sect disciples isn't the most across the ten greatest sects. Why is that so? I'm sure brother can figure that out."

"You're implying that joining Mystic Wind Sect isn't a one-time guaranteed step? The training of inner sect disciples is so rigorous that many fail in the end? Wei Suo's gaze flickered.

"Indeed so," The pockmarked faced cultivator slapped his thighs and continued.

"The training regime of the Mystic Wind Sect can be considered the strictest across all sects of the Heavenly Profound Continent. To test the loyalty of new disciples, the sect frequently dispatches disciples to carry out extremely dangerous missions. Moreover, when inner sect disciples have reached the cultivation of Heavenly Circuit Stage level 1, they would be tossed in the wilderness, outside the Heavenly Dome, without any spiritual stones for an entire month; bringing along only some artifacts and Energy Recovery Pellets. Only after surviving past the month and hunting down a quota of demonic dan-pellets, will they be counted as a true inner sect disciple of the Mystic Wind Sect. Surviving the one month but not collecting enough demonic dan-pellets, would result in retaking the entire training process again."

"Don't just look at how exceptional Mystic Wind Sect inner sect disciples are. They are truly individuals who earned that title with their lives. That disciple who enrolled four years ago and managed to train an Earth rank cultivation and skill technique, has definitely gone through nine deaths and is still alive. I wonder what frightening merits he has contributed to the Mystic Wind Sect."

"Brother Zhuo, don't waste your energy persuading me," Before Wei Suo could say anything, the skinny youth in murky-gold robe refuted and scoffed, "I know everything you just mentioned. Indeed, training myself would be the safer path, but us loose cultivators attempting to reach Golden Dan Stage is simply an insanely impossible task. Instead of slogging down this limited route, why not stake it all by joining Mystic Wind Sect. Perhaps, I will attain success in the future. Moreover, I wouldn't have to tolerate the overbearing demeanor of other major sects anymore. I've already considered the benefits and cons of this and my decision is firm."

"Since young brother Mo Xian is resolute, I will refrain from speaking anymore," The pockmark-faced cultivator was understanding and sighed and dry enthusiasm.

At this moment, that white-robed and dashing Mystic Wind Sect disciple, Xin Wuyue, had since returned into the pavilion of the Divine King Gold Boat.

Following him, another young male around the age of Xin Wuyue emerged.

This disciple had a tall and straight stature with a face as fair as white jade. His appearance was more dashing than Xin Wuyue and he wore an azure artifact robe. His soft robe was inscribed with countless silver starry talismanic patterns which exuded a starlight sensation to onlookers.

He smile arrogantly and without saying anything, his body blurred as he soared out of the white divine light screen on the Divine King Gold Boat.

Wei Suo's eyes turned faintly cold as he swept with his Aura Determining Technique. Evidently, the arrogant air and slight smile of this Mystic Wind Sect disciple displayed his superior dominance over Xin Wuyue's level. Not only was he also training in a low-level Earth Rank skill technique, he was a late Heavenly Circuit Stage level 5 cultivator and seemed to be on the verge of a breakthrough to the Thought Division Stage.

"It's snowing!"

Astonished yells erupted within the crowd.

As Wei Suo's gaze shifted away, he could really see a frosty air diffusing through the clear sky. Snowy white flakes could be seen wafting around a 300 meter radius with that Mystic Wind Sect disciple as core.

In a flash, the snow flakes and thick icy aura congealed in with shocking pace, before forming into a 180 meters long white Ice Sword in front of that Mystic Wind Sect disciple!

That Mystic Wind Sect disciple waved his hand coldly and caused the white Ice Sword to chop down.

"Wakao!"

Wei Suo yelled out in his heart as the enormous white sword chopped down ferociously. Not only was the enormous ice sword creating ice arris through the air it passed through, it released a tremendous shockwave that pressed down with a boom and shook the entire valley floor.

The might of a skill technique of this calibre, was seemingly close to a Mid-grade Spirit Class artifact.

"Frostheaven Sword! That is a Heaven Rank skill technique of Mystic Wind Sect! What kind of luck he has to train in such a powerful skill technique!"

All the cultivators lost their voices in shock in the presence of this skill technique. The eyes of that skinny youth who wished to join Mystic Wind Sect burned with a fiercer intensity.

An elite disciple of other sects definitely couldn't match up to this level as well.

After all, Wei Suo's current cultivation and prowess wouldn't put him at a disadvantage against elite disciples of other major sects.

That Mystic Wind Sect disciple trembled a little after executing that sword and returned into the pavilion without saying anything else.

Then, the most shocking scene appeared.

Of the three elders seated on the lotus seats, one elder pointed forth. Afterwards, a golden, square-shaped cage started arising up from the deck of the Divine King Gold Boat.

Mystifying black clouds swirled around that golden cage and nobody could see its contents clearly. After that elder hurled in a bottle of pellet medicine, the bottle seemed to have struck something and shattered; spilling out yellow medicinal power.

The entire regiment of black clouds abruptly flushed out and revealed a slumbering and curled up creature instead. Then, the creature finally stood up.

From within the depths of the swirling black clouds, one could sight a gigantic black raven. However, it had a rat-shaped head and an acute horn on its head. It was truly a peculiar demonic beast!

"Darkmare Devil Raven!"

Many cultivators seemed to lose their breaths upon viewing this demonic beast.

Even Wei SUo couldn't help but drew in a breath of cold air.

Darkmare Devil Raven! A low-tier level 6 demonic beast! Not only could it exude black aura to conceal itself, the black aura can demonize artifacts and remove the strength or effects of artifacts.

Why was the Mystic Wind Sect displaying such a demonic beast?

This Darkmare Devil Raven seemed to be forcefully awakened by a certain medicine. Upon noticing the sheer mass of cultivators present, it rammed against the gold cage with utmost ferocity.

Each bar of the golden cage was as thick as a person's thigh. When the Darkmare Devil Raven rammed in, the cage surface illuminated out talismanic patterns. Moreover, the golden radiance emitted by the Divine King Gold Boat was also crushing down onto the Darkmare Devil Raven. Hence, the Darkmare Devil Raven failed to escape even with such overbearing collisions. Still, every collision sent waves of shudder to everyone present.

While everyone was focused on that low-tier level 6 demonic beast whose strength equated to a Thought Division stage level 1 cultivation, a charming and elegant figure appeared in everyone's line of sight.

The gasp of majority of the cultivators trembled faintly.

The latest revealed Mystic Wind disciple, was actually a maiden of peerless beauty in the prime of youth!

She wore a light-green artifact robe and her skin was akin to snow. Her ample chest complemented her slender waist. She exhibited an incredibly exquisite oval face and her lips curled into an indifferent smile. The most unforgettable aspect was her unspeakably gentle hair that shone like silk fabric. This young lady exuberated an untarnishable refreshing spirit.

While floating in the air, she strolled down like a celestial being that commanded the breath of everyone present.

"Is she Shui Ling'er?!"

Many young cultivators screamed out with hoarse voices.

"There's a tiny mole at the corner of her lips. She isn't Shui Ling'er, but Shui Ling'er's junior apprentice, Huang Yan'er." A cultivator spoke out.

"Oh?"

Wei Suo took a closer look and indeed, there was a tiny beauty mole at the corner of this ravishing beauty's lips.

Her beauty mole resembled the misty rain of splendorous mountains and rivers. Not only did it not impair her beautiful features, it added a distinct air of intelligence instead.

Right at this moment, that Mystic Wind Sect elder raised both arms and caused that golden cage to soar up. The cage then flew out of the white divine light screen.

Following a golden sparkle of the cage, the ceiling flipped open.

"Heavens! Is the Mystic Wind Sect allowing her to fight a level 6 demonic beast alone!?"

The crowd of Spirit Mushroom Valley lost their voices again.

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