Login with GoogleChapter 400: Ahead of the Heavenly Stairs!
"After all these years, it's not bad that Elder Su can take in a disciple. Besides, Su Yi is indeed a remarkable talent. Elder Su has brought back such an outstanding young man for our Divine Sword School, which is our Divine Sword School's fortune," said Situ Liuyun, with a slight curve of a bitter smile on his lips.
"Sect leader, what do you think Su Yi will achieve on the Heavenly Stairs tomorrow? Liu Yunchuan, Yun Lingfeng, and others have already set foot on the Sixth Grade!"
The voice of the Right Dharma Protector paused briefly, as if hesitating to speak. Then, his eyes lit up with a hint of expectation as he said, "That youngster, does he have any chance of stepping into the Seventh Grade?"
As the words fell, there was a slight tremble in the heart of the Right Dharma Protector.
What the Seventh Grade represents, how could the Right Dharma Protector not know? It's a leap to the top, existing only in rumors.
If someone really ascends to the Seventh Grade, it would truly be the great fortune of the entire Divine Sword School.
"The Seventh Grade..."
There was a gleam in Situ Liuyun's eyes and a hint of expectation.
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This night, the entire Divine Sword School was sleepless.
All the inner and outer disciples were nervous yet hopeful for the Grand Swordsmanship Competition, held once every five years. It was also a thorough review of their achievements over the past five years.
In the end, whether they are dragons or insects, they will face the ultimate examination at the Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
"I will definitely succeed in climbing the Heavenly Stairs tomorrow!"
Above the Sword Peak, an outer disciple tightly clenched their fists, with a nervous yet resolute gaze.
"I must pass through the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords!"
A towering Sword Peak was surrounded by inner disciples, and the chance of becoming a direct disciple depends on their performance in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords this time.
Outside the tranquil courtyard of Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, a Fierce Wind Golden Eagle perched, emanating a faint radiance and staring intently at the courtyard with its sharp gaze.
It seemed as though an aura was pervading the area, causing reverence in its onlookers.
In the room, Su Yi sat cross-legged with a condensed handprint, surrounded by a faint red glow, while the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique circulated within his body.
At the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak, which had always been tranquil, Su Yi didn't worry much and cultivated the Supreme Chaotic Yuan Technique.
Gradually, as the night passed, just before dawn when the last remnants of darkness had passed, throughout the Divine Sword School, the fluctuations of breaths arose from each sword peak, and one after another pair of eyes opened.
Afterwards, figures set off in two directions, under the last moonlight before dawn.
In the low altitude, numerous flying demon beasts spread their wings and glided through the air, releasing their own aura.
"Ah..."
In the early morning, as Su Yi stopped breathing exercises and regained consciousness, a deep breath came out of her throat.
Su Yi's eyes opened and a faint red light shone brightly in his eyes, then returned to depth and tenacity.
Sensing everything inside his body, Su Yi's gaze also revealed a faint smile.
The Qi in the body was more abundant at the Third Grade of Yuan Spirit Realm, and the power of the soul in the mind was also more full, resulting in significant progress.
"Crackle, crackle..."
With a smile on his face, Su Yi stood up and stretched lazily. The sound of his bones and joints came with a crackling noise as he walked out of the room.
Su Yi is extremely looking forward to today's Grand Swordsmanship Competition.
"Brother Su Yi!"
Zhang Qing's voice came over, followed by the figures of Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, and others arriving.
Su Yi smiled and noticed that Xu Jiahui, Zhang Qing, and others were all looking bright and had changed into clean clothes today.
"Are you... ready?"
Xu Jiahui looked at Su Yi. On her delicate face, a pair of big eyes glistened like clear water. Her injuries seem to have recovered almost completely, with a crystal-clear complexion and snowlike skin.
"There's nothing much to prepare, let's depart!" Su Yi smiled as she looked at Xu Jiahui. Although this young girl was still quite young, her figure was already curvaceous. Having reached the seventh or eighth grade of the Yuan Soul Realm, her talent was definitely not weak.
"Let's set off quickly. It takes quite some time to get to the Heavenly Stairs. We are relatively close, but for those who are further away, they might have already set off by midnight!"
One of the outer disciples said. They are outer disciples, not inner disciples. They don't have demonic beasts for transportation and can only walk there ourselves.
Moreover, even if one is an inner disciple, not everyone possesses a flying demon beast mount.
"We have mounts."
Su Yi smiled and whistled, the Fierce Wind Golden Eagle hovering outside the courtyard responded with a loud cry, flapped its wings and circled over, stirring up flying sand and rolling stones, and raising a cloud of dust.
...
In the early morning, within the Divine Sword School, countless peaks stood tall, the mountain ranges undulating, towering trees covering the ground, with misty clouds and a colorful mist, resembling a fairyland.
Along the way, there were flowing streams in the mountain ravines, ancient trees and buildings, exotic flowers and plants, and rich energy of heaven and earth.
"Truly worthy of the Divine Sword School, with a grand entrance and prestigious status, this is a precious land!"
On the back of the Fierce Wind Golden Eagle, Su Yi exclaimed in admiration.
The Divine Sword School is truly a prestigious and grand sect where cultivating in such a place is far better than any other, thus enabling one to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Looking down from above, the flow of people between the mountain ranges increased gradually. Judging from their attire, they were all outer disciples. The crowd was dense and countless in numbers.
"There are so many people going to the Heavenly Stairs!"
Su Yi was amazed, as he had no idea that there were so many disciples within the Divine Sword School.
"These are all outer disciples. Compared to disciples from other Sword Peaks, there are relatively few of us on the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak. On average, there are hundreds of outer disciples on other peaks. When added up, there are probably close to twenty thousand outer disciples in the whole Divine Sword School."
Zhang Qing said that compared to outer disciples on other Sword Peaks, there were pitifully few on the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak.
There were only around a dozen outer disciples on the entire Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak.
After a moment, a huge mountain appeared in front of them. On it were three large characters 'The Heavenly Stairs', written with a powerful and majestic air, like an ancient fierce beast crouching and overlooking everyone.
This is the Heavenly Stairs, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a huge square in the middle, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of people.
"We're here, so many people!"
Xu Jiahui's delicate face had two small dimples on her cheeks, and she was amazed at the dense crowd below.
"Let's go down, flying demon beasts ahead are not allowed to enter," Zhang Qing said to Su Yi. Flying monsters cannot enter the Heavenly Stairs.
Later, Su Yi and his team jumped off the Fierce Wind Golden Eagle, causing a great commotion.
After all, only a few outer disciples can ride a flying demon beast to come.
"So many people!"
The disciples from the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak were astonished, as there were nearly 20,000 people gathered around the Heavenly Stairs, and some disciples were still on their way.
"On the Heavenly Stairs today, let's see who can reach the top in one step, like a carp leaping over the dragon's gate!"
Zhang Qing sighed, feeling a sense of oppression and tension in his heart.
With so many outer disciples, it will be even more difficult to stand out from the crowd.
