60: Sequence Disciple

After failing to find anyone to ask, Lin Ye encountered another Disciple and immediately dashed over, blocking his escape route.

"Mommy!!!"

Seeing Lin Ye appear before him in an instant, the Disciple was so scared he sat down on the ground, his eyes filled with terror.

This left Lin Ye quite speechless.

Am I a ghost?!

"This Senior Brother, what are you afraid of? Is there something on me?"

"Ah? You, you want to eat me?"

"..."

What kind of talk is that?!

Lin Ye's face darkened. After a moment, he said softly, "This Senior Brother, rest assured, I don't eat people. Even if I did, I wouldn't eat you."

"You really won't eat me?!" the Disciple sitting on the ground asked suspiciously.

"If you ask again, I don't know if I'll eat you, but I will definitely beat you up!"

Veins bulged on Lin Ye's forehead; he had clearly reached his limit.

What a joke—he was such a kind, virtuous person, how could he possibly eat people!

"Fine! I won't ask!"

The Disciple scrambled up from the ground and covered his mouth with his hands, looking absolutely ridiculous.

"Does our Sect have any place that can improve one's strength?"

"Improve strength..."

The Disciple was so frightened by Lin Ye that his reaction was a bit slow. After pondering for a long while, he finally said, "If you want to improve your combat power, you can go to the Desolate Tower. If you want to improve your Realm, go to the Trial Cliff. However, many Sequence Disciples are at the Trial Cliff today, so I suggest you don't go there to join the fun."

"After all, you are a Holy Son Candidate, and the Sequence Disciples are also Holy Son Candidates, but since you are a newcomer, they probably..."

The Disciple didn't finish his sentence, but anyone could hear the implication in his words.

It was indeed true. After Lin Ye arrived, he was immediately promoted to Holy Son Candidate, and even a powerhouse like Madam Miao had come to fight over being his Revered Master.

Those Sequence Disciples had climbed up step by step through their own hard work and talent.

Suddenly having someone parachuted in, anyone would be unhappy.

But Lin Ye didn't care about these things. In the world of cultivation, strength is paramount.

If your strength is strong enough, let alone a Saint, you could even become the Sect Leader.

The reason he needed to improve his Realm now was precisely for that Saint position.

Before that, it wouldn't be bad to see those Sequence Disciples in advance.

"In which direction is the Trial Cliff?"

"Over there..."

After the Disciple pointed in a direction, he said in disbelief, "You're really going there?! Then you..."

Whoosh!

Before he could finish, Lin Ye's figure vanished; he had clearly headed toward the Trial Cliff.

After Lin Ye left, the Disciple exhaled, patted his chest, and looked full of relief.

Hey! I saved my life!

But there should be some excitement to watch at the Trial Cliff. I should hurry and spread this news so other fellow Disciples can go watch the show!

...

Trial Cliff.

It was a massive mountain, and atop the cliff sat an ancient Great Hall.

The reason this place was called the Trial Cliff was that Disciples who entered the Great Hall and passed the trials would receive significant rewards, all of which were the purest Qi.

This could improve their cultivation Realm.

The more trials one passed, the more and purer the Qi they received.

Therefore, this was a place Disciples had to visit regularly.

In front of the Great Hall stood a black stone tablet, engraved with one name after another. The higher the name, the more trials that person had passed.

Only a few people stood at the very top.

These were the top Geniuses from various eras of the Supreme Bliss Holy Land; the Sect Leader's name was prominently among them.

Further down was the second tier, which contained many people. Names with dim light were the Seniors of the past, while names flickering with light were current Disciples.

The names at the very bottom were too numerous to count.

At this moment, several Disciples were standing in front of the black stone tablet.

Their robes were different from others, and on the gold cloud pattern on their chests, there were clear numbers, ordered from one, two, three, four, to five.

This was the mark of a Sequence Disciple.

They were the best contenders for the Saint position.

They were both male and female with varying appearances, but what they had in common was that their auras were extremely powerful. As Dao Rhyme swirled around them, countless Disciples glanced over frequently, their eyes filled with respect.

"Hahahahaha!"

A burly man let out a hearty laugh.

His skin was dark, his whole body exuded primal power, and his blood and Qi seemed ready to burst through his skin. The man was like a steaming furnace, radiating heat; he was clearly a Body Cultivator.

The gold Pattern on his chest read 'two'.

In other words, he was the number two Sequence Disciple.

"I say Nangong Qian, you still want to surpass me? You're simply asking for trouble. You got injured this time, didn't you?"

Opposite him was a frail-looking youth. Although he had a gentle temperament, his every move carried a natural momentum, Dao-like and flowing like water; he was clearly no weakling.

The cloud pattern on his chest read 'three'.

"Cough, cough..."

Nangong Qian coughed twice, his face turning even paler.

He had entered the Trial Great Hall earlier specifically to break his own record again.

As a result, because he was too impatient, he was injured by the great power within the Trial Great Hall. Now, his Meridians were obstructed, his Qi Sea was shaken, and he was in great discomfort.

"Shut up! Gong Xiang! You brute! Why are you spouting nonsense here with me?! If you aren't convinced, let's have a fight!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

The burly man called Gong Xiang smacked his lips and said disdainfully, "I am number two, you are number three. Have you ever heard of number two fighting number three for no reason? If I'm going to fight, I'll fight number one. You'd better just tend to your injuries."

"You..."

Nangong Qian pointed at Gong Xiang, his face full of anger.

A female Disciple nearby stepped forward. She had a fair, oval face, slender eyebrows, a soft and melodious voice, and a charming demeanor. Coupled with her bright eyes, white teeth, and delicate skin, she was truly a stunning beauty.

"What are you two arguing about? It's just a trial; it can't be considered real combat power. If you have the spare time to argue, you'd be better off asking when we can restore our original identity!"

Although the woman spoke gently, her tone carried a hint of complaint.

They were all Disciples of the Supreme Bliss Holy Land.

Even if it was a Holy Land, they were fundamentally a Devil Sect!

How did they end up becoming the Righteous Qi Sect now?

When going out for training, if people asked which Sect you belonged to, and you reported the Righteous Qi Sect, let alone the fact that people didn't even know the Righteous Qi Sect existed.

Just the fact that you were covered in Devilish Qi while claiming to be from the Righteous Qi Sect was the most suspicious thing of all.

So recently, they had encountered quite a lot of trouble while outside.

The explanations they had to give alone could fill a book.

It would be strange if they didn't complain.