The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

The mountain gate of Feitianmen stands atop the continuous green mountains.

Now, after years of development, the Danxia land at dusk is even more dazzling and colorful. The steep mountains look like a fairyland when viewed from below.

On either side of the mountain gate are two stone kylin statues, each several tens of feet tall.

The square in front of the mountain gate is incredibly spacious, with the bluestone slabs paving the ground as smooth as a mirror.

Li Chen staggered to the edge of the square, gazing at the magnificent mountain gate, his heart filled with awe and trepidation.

He subconsciously clenched the brocade box in his arms. The box felt warm to the touch and had a faint shimmering light.

This was his only hope, and the last legacy of the Li family line.

When he passed through Tao'an Market, he exchanged the few remaining spirit stones he had for a clean blue Taoist robe. Although it was a little worn, it was neat and presentable.

However, the wounds on his body have not fully healed, and he still has some difficulty walking.

The square was bustling with people, including young cultivators who came to seek apprenticeship, sect disciples who came and went on business, and many family members who were affiliated with the Flying Heaven Sect. Each of them had a calm demeanor and a hint of arrogance in their expressions.

Li Chen took a deep breath, steadied himself, and walked toward a young cultivator in gray disciple robes who was patrolling not far away.

"Greetings, senior brother."

"This junior, Li Chen, hails from Black Wind Ridge. My ancestors were once disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect. Today, I have come to seek refuge in the sect. I hope that my senior brother can give me some guidance on how to meet the sect elders and present my credentials."

The young cultivator looked Li Chen up and down, and seeing that his cultivation was only at the Qi Convergence stage, he spoke indifferently.

"Join a sect? Do you have someone to recommend you? Or a sect-issued entry token?"

"I do not have a token, but I have a keepsake passed down from my ancestors. I hope you will be lenient, senior brother."

Li Chen hurriedly said, reaching for the brocade box in his pocket.

"Wait a minute!"

The young cultivator raised his hand to stop him, his tone tinged with impatience.

"How can one enter the Flying Heaven Gate so casually? Currently, the sect has more than ten thousand cultivators, and with three realms—the main realm, the Starry Sky Flying Realm, and the Starry Sea Demon Realm—the elders are either busy with affairs or traveling in the void, focusing on their cultivation."

"No matter who you are, if you don't have a token and just claim that your ancestors were disciples of a sect, you think you can meet with an elder? That's utterly absurd!"

"Go to the reception desk at the outer gate on the east side to register. If the steward at the reception desk thinks your token is somewhat reasonable, he will inform you."

After saying that, the young cultivator pointed to a low building on the east side of the square, then turned and left, too lazy to say anything more to Li Chen.

Although Li Chen felt unwilling, he knew that what the other party said was true. As a major sect, the Flying Heaven Sect must have strict rules.

He thanked the young cultivator and headed towards the outer gate reception area.

A long queue had already formed in front of the reception area at the outer gate.

Just as Li Chen reached the end of the line, he suddenly heard a deafening cheer coming from the west side of the square.

The once noisy square instantly became much quieter, and everyone's eyes were turned in that direction.

"It's Senior Brother Lin! Senior Brother Lin is back!"

"Look! It's Senior Brother Lin Yu, a true disciple! It's said that he killed a ferocious beast at the Purple Mansion Realm during his recent training trip. He's truly amazing!"

"Senior Brother Lin is a standout among the younger generation of the sect. His cultivation has reached the peak of the Purple Mansion True Person realm. His Five Fire Divine Dragon Spear is renowned. In addition, he is handsome and has unparalleled talent. He is simply a role model for us all!"

Cheers erupted as the crowd surged westward, eager to catch a glimpse of the true disciple's prowess.

Li Chen looked up curiously and saw a group of cultivators dressed in white disciple robes and wearing jade pendants escorting a young man as he slowly walked over.

The young man was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with a handsome face, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He wore a white Taoist robe embroidered with gold-threaded cloud patterns, and his aura was deep and composed, with a faint pressure of a true master emanating from him.

“In the Black Wind Ridge region, Master Zifu is already a local patriarch, but in the Flying Heaven Sect he is just a true disciple. It seems I have come to the right place.”

Li Chen looked at Lin Yu as he approached, his eyes filled with envy, which further strengthened his resolve to join the Flying Heaven Sect.

The crowd escorted Lin Haoyu toward the mountain gate, passing by the outer gate reception area.

Li Chen's heart stirred. The status and position of a true disciple were extraordinary, and perhaps they could help him meet the sect elders.

Thinking of this, he squeezed out of the line, quickly walked up to Lin Haoyu, and bowed.

"Junior Li Chen greets Senior Brother Lin! I have important business to discuss with the sect elders, and I hope Senior Brother can help me!"

Lin Haoyu stopped and looked at Li Chen.

"Oh? What business do you have with the elder? Do you have any token?"

The surrounding crowd quieted down, all looking at Li Chen with curiosity.

They wanted to know why this unassuming cultivator dared to block the path of a true disciple.

Li Chen was overjoyed and quickly took out the brocade box from his pocket, presenting it to him with both hands.

"Senior brother, please take a look. This is a keepsake passed down from my ancestors. My ancestors were once disciples of the Flying Heaven Sect. I have come here today to return to the sect and acknowledge my ancestors. I humbly request that the sect take me in."

As soon as the brocade box was taken out, a faint ray of spiritual light wafted out from the crack in the box; the light was warm and pure.

Lin Haoyu had only glanced at it casually, but upon seeing the spiritual light, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and a ripple stirred in his heart.

With his profound cultivation and extraordinary insight, he could tell at a glance that this brocade box was no ordinary object and that it must contain a priceless treasure.

A greedy thought flashed through his mind, but he remained outwardly calm, took the brocade box, and opened it with feigned hesitation.

The box was lined with a layer of dark red velvet, on which lay a completely black token engraved with intricate runes.

"This token..."

Lin Haoyu gently stroked the runes on the token with his fingertips, and could clearly feel the powerful force contained within them, making him even more certain that this was a priceless treasure.

A glint of greed flashed in his eyes, but he calmly closed the brocade box, his gaze towards Li Chen now filled with calculation. "I see."

Lin Haoyu spoke slowly, his tone gentle.

“Since your ancestors were the predecessors of the sect, then you are a descendant of my Flying Sky Sect, and we should take you in. However, the sect has strict rules and the elders are very busy. If we were to inform them of your arrival without permission, it might displease them.”

"Give it to me first, and I will personally present it to the elders and explain the situation to them. You should settle down in the sect for now, and I will inform you when there is a result."

Upon hearing this, Li Chen hesitated. This brocade box was obtained by Li Bo at the cost of his life, and it was his only reliance.

It just doesn't feel right to hand it over to a complete stranger as a true disciple.

But then he thought again that his cultivation was low and he had no foundation in the sect, so it would be as difficult as climbing to heaven to see an elder.

It is already an incredible opportunity that a true disciple is willing to help. If we refuse, we might not even be able to enter the sect.

"Don't worry, as a true disciple of the sect, how could I deceive a junior like you? Besides, since your ancestors were seniors of the sect, I will definitely handle this matter properly for you, so that you can successfully enter the sect, and it is even possible that you can enter the inner sect for cultivation."

These words completely moved Li Chen.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Lin! I trust you, so I'm entrusting this token to you!"

"Good!" Lin Haoyu was overjoyed. He calmly put the brocade box into his storage ring and then gave instructions to one of his attendants.

“This Junior Brother Li is a descendant of a senior member of the sect. Take him to the servants’ quarters on the west side and settle him in. Take good care of him. I will report to the elders and then make further arrangements.”

A hint of surprise flashed in the attendant's eyes, but he dared not ask any further questions and quickly replied, "Yes, Senior Brother!"

Lin Haoyu then looked at Li Chen and smiled.

"Junior Brother Li, please wait patiently in the servants' quarters. I will give you an answer as soon as possible."

Having said that, he ignored Li Chen and, surrounded by the crowd, walked straight into the mountain gate.

Li Chen bowed deeply to Lin Haoyu's retreating figure, his heart filled with gratitude, unaware that he had already fallen into someone else's trap.

The attendant led Li Chen westward, his face showing no respect but rather impatience, as he escorted him into the servants' quarters.

at the same time.

In the Demonic World of Star Sea.

Ye Yang stood in the Flying Heaven Sect's encampment, holding the Green Bamboo Sword, intently reinforcing the sect's protective array in front of him.

Ye Yang stood in the void, his body surging with Dao power, and a pale golden light of primordial spirit shot out from between his brows, enveloping the Green Bamboo Sword.

Before long, as the sword intent unfolded, it transformed into a light screen several acres in size, upon which cyan-gold runes flickered.

Nine sword shadows, alternating between blue and black, weaved and danced within the light screen, radiating a sharp sword aura.

"With the stars in the heavens and the green wood as our guide, we unite the sword formation to defend our sect!"

Ye Yang let out a low shout, his fingertips forming a hand seal. The runes on the Green Bamboo Sword suddenly lit up, and countless slender sword threads spread out like a spider web.

It intertwined with the stellar power surging in the Star Sea realm.

Under Ye Yang's control, the Green Bamboo Sword slowly merged into the mountain-protecting formation.

In an instant, the entire Star Sea region shone brightly, and countless strands of star power surged from the void, merging with the green wood power and metal power of the Green Bamboo Sword Formation.

The golden light that had been enveloping the mountain gate grew even stronger, and the spiritual energy on the stone unicorn statue became even more concentrated.

Ye Yang could clearly feel that the defensive power of the Zhou Tian Star Array had increased by at least 30%.

"Very good. In this way, the defense of the Flying Gate's base will be further enhanced."

Ye Yang nodded in satisfaction, put away the light of his primordial spirit, and the Green Bamboo Sword intended to transform into a stream of light and fly into his sleeve.

But at that moment, Ye Yang seemed to sense something and frowned slightly.

He looked back and saw that a sword aura suddenly burst forth from the direction of the weapon refining peak on the east side of the Flying Heaven Sect's base!
The sword energy was incredibly sharp, carrying a fierce and domineering aura. It shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the clouds and forming a huge pillar of energy.

The sword energy also contained a rich mixture of black iron power and fire power.

Its fierce power, combined with intense heat, allowed the entire Flying Heaven Sect to clearly feel this astonishing aura.

"Huh? This is..."

Ye Yang raised an eyebrow, his gaze drifting towards the direction of the Weapon Refining Peak, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Such powerful sword energy! Who forged such a powerful sword?"

Not only Ye Yang, but all the disciples and elders of the Flying Heaven Sect were alarmed by this sword energy.

The cultivators at the mountain gate all looked up and saw that above the weapon-refining peak, sword energy soared into the sky, shining brightly, and the faint sound of dragon roars could be heard, which was awe-inspiring.

"What domineering sword energy! This is at least a top-grade magic weapon, and it might even be a half-grade magic weapon!"

"Who forged such a precious treasure on the Weapon Forging Peak? Could it be one of the elders of the Weapon Forging Hall?"

"No, this sword energy contains the aura of the pure mineral of Xuan Tie Yuan, it is probably from the hand of Dao Ancestor."

Discussions arose, and everyone was filled with curiosity about the sudden sword energy.

Ye Yang's figure flickered, transforming into a streak of light as he flew towards the Refining Peak.

The Refining Peak was now packed with people.

The elders of the Weapon Forging Hall gathered outside the hall, their faces filled with shock and joy.

In the center of the weapon-refining hall,
A cultivator dressed in red forging robes stood before a massive forging furnace, holding a newly forged longsword in his hand. (End of Chapter)