Night without Borders

Chapter 527 Golden List Recruitment
"Master Qin, we look forward to your return." The exquisite white conch shell rippled with waves, clearly conveying Tang Yushang's voice.

The sensitive words "grandmaster" and "emerging from seclusion" made Qin Ming's heartstrings tighten slightly.

Tang Yushang sent a message immediately, her voice magnetic and quite gentle, completely different from her usual attitude and tone.

Qin Ming suspected that this conch shell might emit lightning. He felt a tingling sensation, as if he'd been electrocuted.

He naturally knew what Tang Yushang was expecting; she probably wanted to hit him, since they had been gritting their teeth earlier.

Qin Ming asked, "Do you have a cat over there? There are meows around, or is the screwdriver leaking electricity?"

At the same time, he removed the delicate conch shell, moving it further away from his ear.

Bai Meng was also surprised. Had his sister's personality changed? Her voice was soft, magnetic, and sweet, which was really unlike her usual style, making his ears go numb.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yushang's voice, though still pleasant, rose considerably and sounded somewhat cold as she bombarded him, saying, "Qin Ming, I'm waiting for you to come out of seclusion!"

"That's right, you don't have a cat over there, you keep a tiger." Qin Ming nodded, still feeling a bit unaccustomed to the electric shock he had just received.

On the other side of the conch shell, Tang Yushang's fair and delicate face was framed by raised eyebrows and a glint of light in her clear, spring-like eyes. Her white fingers almost crushed the conch shell.

Her voice returned to calm as she said, "You're very free, aren't you? The brighter you're smiling now, the more you'll have to pay for it later."

"Awoo!" Qin Ming cried out.

Bai Meng wiped his sweat. "Brother Ming is really fierce. Does he want to get beaten up after coming down from the mountain?"

Finally, Tang Yushang ended the call in a huff.

"Brother Ming, you didn't really become a grandmaster, did you?" Bai Meng thought this brother was too brave, he really dared to say anything.

Qin Ming returned the conch shell to Bai Meng and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? However, I recently mastered the power to subdue dragons and tigers. I was once able to grab a purebred white tiger with one hand."

Bai Meng was speechless. Ming Ge was really arrogant. Did he think he could subdue his sister with one hand?
The resurgence of the Golden List has summoned top talents from all corners of the land, causing a great uproar.

High above, a group of old monsters felt their scalps tingle. If they were to emerge into the world and even slightly stretch their muscles, they would fall seriously ill. If they were to get involved in a battle, wouldn't that be like an old man hanging himself?

Whether it was Mao Shen, Di Xian, or the Seven-Day Stacker, they all suspected that Jin Bang wanted to clean up these old guys and send them all away.

However, they could not evade this responsibility. This was a rule established by Yujing in the past: if there were foreign enemies, everyone had a duty to defend the land, and there was absolutely no room for shirking responsibility.

The Golden List is at a higher level. While it may not be able to eliminate them, it can at least restrain them. It has this authority, and anyone who disobeys it is completely betraying their oath and breaking the rules.

The news caused a storm in the sky, and the old monsters couldn't sit still any longer.

Many people felt heavy-hearted; even they were to be conscripted, indicating that the enemy must be very strong, and who knew how many people would die.

For a moment, the most powerful cultivators in the heavens became taciturn, and the atmosphere became somber.

Of course, there are always exceptions; some old monsters are extremely warlike.

"I suppose they won't just send us to our deaths. There must be some unconventional way to ensure that we can make a move and unleash a spectacular battle at the Earth Immortal level."

"I've been silent for too long, I've almost forgotten who I am. If I had no worries, I could have a good fight, that wouldn't hurt."

As for the middle-aged and young people in the sky, they were in an uproar. They never expected to fight such a great war in their lifetime.

In a short time, all walks of life unfolded, with various forces, different paths of cultivation, and people of different identities, each with vastly different attitudes and considerations.

Overall, most of the young adults were very nervous, as they had never experienced anything like this before.

Although their lineages were all very powerful, having practiced the true scriptures and obtained precious medicines, they lacked the baptism of blood and fire.

In recent centuries, some very large monasteries high in the heavens have been living in great peace and tranquility.

When the news reached the ground, a "hurricane" swept across the land, shaking all sides, but people accepted it relatively quickly.

Because the battles on the ground are far more brutal than those in the sky, they need to deal with opponents deep in the night fog of the surrounding world. Which cultivator hasn't seen blood?

Some warmongers even became excited and agitated.

In this era, rare medicines and magical nests are no longer found in the wild; they all have owners. Surface resources are severely scarce, and some people are yearning for advancement.

"As long as we don't die, we will surely rise again!"

A few hardliners are already beginning to anticipate that this will be a crucial chance for them to rise from the ashes, provided they can survive.

An old cult leader said in a deep voice: "Put away your wishful thinking and unrealistic fantasies. This is not a hunting expedition, but a great collision between supreme civilizations. A single aftershock can kill countless people and destroy multiple top-level sects. The so-called 'geniuses falling like rain' is not an exaggeration, but quite possible."

He warned that the nature of this battle could be revolutionary and completely different, and gave an example: if it were to occur near Yezhou, the entire territory of Dayu could be turned into scorched earth in the shortest possible time, with all living beings wiped out.

The world is in turmoil, and this storm is sweeping through every corner.

It was in this atmosphere that Qin Ming left Black and White Mountain, accepted the summons, and went to register.

It is obvious that anyone who makes the list must have exceptional abilities.

Qin Ming suspected that Newrank had betrayed him, and that the newly revived Golden Rank knew all his secrets.

Fortunately, all the immortal and divine seeds were on the list, which prevented him from standing out too much and attracting too much attention.

Qin Ming pondered that if he was included in the list because of his identities as Taiyi, Jingjiepai, and Yijian, then he would inevitably face a tough battle.

In this case, Jinbang clearly needs his invincible blade.

"Brother Ming, aren't you nervous?" Bai Meng accompanied Qin Ming out of Black and White Mountain and found him to be calm and composed, showing no concern for the future.

Despite having experienced a lot, Bai Meng still felt incredibly heavy-hearted and lacked any confidence when faced with the overwhelming tides of this era.

Qin Ming said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. Whether you're nervous or not, the situation is already set in stone. You can't change the outcome, and you'll always need to be involved personally."

Even if the Golden List regarded him as "one sword piercing through the thirty-six heavens," and assigned him tough opponents at certain times, he was not afraid.

Because he is stronger than before, and has even killed several grandmasters.

Moreover, in the fierce conflict between supreme civilizations, there is no guarantee that anyone will have the chance to step onto the dueling arena; it will most likely be an unprecedented bloody melee.

Under the cover of night, streaks of light darted through the void. Some were lightning birds delivering messages, while others were wandering spirits, all hurrying along their journeys in haste.

Qin Ming asked, "Do you need to return to Taixu and register in your hometown?"

Bai Meng shook his head and said, "No need, it doesn't matter where you register, you will eventually ascend to the heavens."

He was still worried and said, "I heard that those famous old monsters have been conscripted. If the Earth Immortals go to the battlefield, even if they can only be revived for a moment, it will create a hellish scene. We will probably all be cannon fodder and become indistinguishable blood and mud."

Qin Ming comforted him, saying, "Don't worry, unless there's something wrong with the Golden List, it's impossible to ruin all the young and middle-aged students. Maybe under special circumstances, we'll be the ones to carry the torch."

In the heavens, on various old mountain peaks, among the top lineages and some old monsters, it was believed that the Golden List would not send young people to their deaths; there must be a reasonable arrangement.

"In that case, we should try to recruit some capable fighters!"

The leaders of various sects, such as Xingchen Mountain, Jianting, and Leize Palace, are carefully studying the list and selecting suitable people to serve them.

"Regardless of whether there is a final battle with top talents, let's start preparing."

Most importantly, if different sects and large organizations are assigned different tasks by the Golden List, the top talents who are recruited can effectively shine.

"I'm afraid that the Golden List will manage everything in one place and won't give us any authority at all."

Soon after, in the heavens above, the major powers of Thunder Palace, Sword Court, and Heavenly God Ridge all received news that the "ancestors" buried under the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain and lying in ice coffins on their respective old mountain peaks also needed to stand by.

They were a group of old men whose lifespans were nearing their end, and who would die suddenly shortly after being born. They were all former Supreme Leaders and others of terrifyingly high status.

"Are you crazy? They might even dig up those living dead?"

"You unfilial son, don't talk nonsense! What living dead? Your grandfather is buried in there too!"

These were some very old high-ranking officials having a conversation, but compared to their ancestors who were half-dead under the Nine-Colored Ice Mountain, they didn't seem so old.

The Palace Master of Lei Ze Palace, the Mountain Master of Xing Chen Mountain, and the Cave Master of Zi Xiao Cave all looked solemn. They roughly knew what level of confrontation this was.

This time, it's probably a matter of life and death for the Yujing region; otherwise, why would they mobilize so much resources, even digging out people lying in ice coffins?

……

During the journey, Bai Meng asked suspiciously, "Brother Ming, why do you seem so excited? Don't be so optimistic. This could be a life-or-death ordeal for everyone!"

Qin Ming said, "This is an unavoidable battle, so let's treat it as a bloody trial. Everyone knows that I am a rogue cultivator and lack resources. This time, I may have a chance to turn things around, so I must seize it."

Bai Meng admired him. No matter how he looked at it, Brother Ming wasn't nervous at all, treating this great battle as a hunt, a grand feast, and remaining remarkably composed. Qin Ming had arrived in Chongxiao City, the capital of the Great Yu Dynasty; he was no stranger to this place. It was already late at night, but the banks of the Shuyu River were still brightly lit, with painted boats gliding along the water. The autumn wind swept across the river, and the silver willows on the banks shed leaves like frost flowers.

Qin Ming said, "I thought your sister was going to give me a welcome-home party, but she ran away?"

Bai Meng wiped his sweat and said, "Brother Ming, calm down. I just didn't tell her, otherwise you guys would definitely have started fighting."

The next day, as night fell, Qin Ming left the inn and went straight to report for duty.

"People come and go, but the only thing that remains unchanged is this Chongxiao City," Qin Ming murmured.

The last time he came here was a year and a half ago, when he had a decisive battle with Cui Chonghe.

"Cui Er also came. Although he acted as if he had emerged from the shadows, the restless resentment in his heart and the disappointment of being deposed were difficult to completely conceal."

Bai Meng revealed that during the exchange meeting, some people had malicious intentions and had repeatedly tried to provoke Cui Chonghe's Daoist heart.

Of course, those attending the meeting were all people of status, so the approach was not so crude and direct, but rather roundabout, even circuitous, but ultimately it reached the heart of their hearts, a kind of subtle humiliation.

Qin Ming nodded, offering no comment.

This is reality. Even the eldest son of the Cui family and a direct disciple of Sun Taichu, once crippled, must experience the coldness of human relationships and the fickleness of the world.

If Qin Ming were crippled, he believed that given his background as a rogue cultivator, the consequences of being slighted and despised would be far more severe.

Qin Ming said, "Therefore, people must strive for self-improvement. Belief is the soul, and strength is the bone. When the two are combined, that is the courage of us."

Today is the official day for the cultivators on the list to report for duty. Immortal beings, divine beings, and extraordinary individuals from all over Yezhou have arrived.

Besides them, there were also people from other regions like Tang Yushang and Xiao Jinye, as well as a sightseeing group from the sky. They were in Yezhou, but they all rushed to the capital of Dayu.

Many people have come from all over the world, eager to see these outstanding individuals from the heavens and the earth.

Therefore, Chongxiao City is very lively today.

In a square in the city, the huge area was crowded with people, and long queues had already formed at the registration area.

"Qin Ming!" The young leader of the Yuqing Sect, the young abbot of the Yin-Yang Temple, and a group of "young people" from the New Life Path walked over one after another.

"Greetings, fellow senior brothers." Qin Ming greeted them with a smile.

The young leader of the Five Elements Sect sighed, "Little Qin, you have injected a strong vitality into my path to rebirth. At this age, you are already close to the fourth realm, which is truly remarkable."

Qin Ming smiled and humbly said that he still needed to work hard to break through the barrier and reach a higher level as soon as possible.

Of course, his goal in breaking through the major barrier is to become a Grandmaster—the True Form Realm.

Princess Yao Ruoxian of Dayu arrived gracefully, her face beaming with a bright smile. She said, "Qin Ming, why didn't you tell me you were coming? I could have been the best host."

"I feel bad for causing you trouble every time I come here," Qin Ming said.

Yao Ruoxian smiled and said, "You're being too polite."

"Qin Ming!" Pei Shuyan, Zhuo Qingming, Helian Yaoqing and a group of people from the Immortal Path walked over, completely ignoring the expression on Cui Chonghe's face, who was also from the Immortal Path, not far away.

Cui Chongxiao came to his younger brother's side from the secret sect's camp, his eyes deep and cold as he stared at Qin Ming, who was surrounded by people.

"He hasn't even reached the fourth realm yet; on the battlefield, he'll just be cannon fodder!" Of course, Cui Chongxiao couldn't say these words aloud; he could only ponder them in his heart.

Now that the abandoned son is gaining momentum, he is very unhappy. The other party became a prominent figure by stepping on his brother's body, and he can't wait to take revenge.

However, he had too many concerns: there was a warning from Lu Zizai, and the Cui family dared not approach Black and White Mountain at all.

Subsequently, Cui Chongxiao discovered that Cheng Sheng, Zhao Qingcheng, and several other top-tier members of their secret sect were also going to Qin Ming to reminisce.

Cui Chongxiao was extremely displeased. Looking at the figure surrounded by so many people, he said in a deep voice, "Chonghe, you are the legendary Abyss Dao Body. You have experienced trials and tribulations and witnessed darkness. I believe that you will eventually rise up and be reborn from the ashes!"

Before Cui Chonghe could say anything, Li Qingxu walked by and said, "Ah, right!"

When Tang Yushang noticed Qin Ming and saw so many people around him, she didn't really know how to settle accounts. She understood the occasion and the situation, and politely nodded slightly in their direction.

Qin Ming immediately returned a bright smile, so dazzling that Da Tang felt he was being provoked and really wanted to rush over and beat him up.

"Master!" Su Mohua walked quickly and lightly, and greeted him respectfully. Her cousin Su Moran, as well as Feng Zhige and Yan Zhuohua, also followed.

In the distance, a woman from the heavens spoke: "Unexpectedly, your potential marriage partner is very popular on Earth. Even our top geniuses in the heavens have a good relationship with him."

Lu Jingli stopped her best friend, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, everything is still uncertain."

"I seem to have underestimated him," Lu Zheng, the Little Celestial Venerable, muttered to himself.

The "tour group" from the sky, some of whom had previously been dissatisfied with Qin Ming and thought he was arrogant, now showed surprise, realizing they had underestimated him.

Of course, not everyone was benevolent. Besides Cui Chongxiao and the people from the Eastern Land Immortal Palace, there were also demons who were very hostile to Qin Ming.

At a recent exchange meeting, they were reminded of Qin Ming's glorious feat of slaying more than a dozen Heavenly Demons in the Divine Devastation Plains.

"Is this kid about to rise to prominence? Fortunately, the path of cultivation becomes slower and slower as he progresses. I heard that he is stuck at the ninth level of the Spirit Realm and will have to endure many years to reach the fourth realm."

“I really wish I could beat him to death right now. Back then, my cousin was a genius, but he died tragically at his hands.”

Several young powerhouses from the demon faction stared at one spot with hostile eyes, exchanging glances in secret.

Though they were far apart, Qin Ming couldn't feel anything, but he caught their cold gazes, smirked, and didn't care at all.

Clang!
The long sword on the body of a top-tier celestial demon seed automatically unsheathed, popping out half a foot high, its blade revealing a bone-chilling coldness and shining with a bright light.

Qin Ming showed no mercy and immediately said, "Is this interesting? If you really dare to make a move, then bring it on! I'm ready!"

He added, "However, most of my opponents are either dead or crippled."

In an instant, the area fell silent. Neither the sightseeing group in the sky nor the people from the outer regions of Night State expected that this prominent figure from the Black and White Mountain would be so powerful.

The group of young demons were all arrogant and unruly; otherwise, why would they be called demons? Some of them usually looked down on their peers and were extremely conceited, so naturally they couldn't swallow this insult.

At the critical moment, a powerful demon waved his hand and said, "Forget it, we're on their territory, and this is not a suitable occasion for fighting."

The minor disturbance subsided just like that, with even the wild demon race tolerating it, which surprised many people.

Finally, one after another, the large ships soared into the sky and disappeared into the dark clouds, carrying those on the list to heaven.

In fact, this is not the end of the conscription, but the beginning.

That day, the Golden List moved again, shooting out a sky full of golden rays, sending a message to the area radiated by the Jade Capital, indicating that a large-scale selection of manpower was to be made.

In Crimson Cloud City, Meng Xinghai emerged from his secluded cultivation area and received the latest news. He was astonished and said, "Judging from this, I probably qualify too. One day, I will actually have to fight alongside Xiao Qin."

The situation caused an uproar everywhere. People could hardly imagine the scale of the battle that was taking place, which was still drawing on top experts and was far from over.

High in the heavens, a magnificent city floats like an island in a vast ocean, surrounded by darkness, with fierce winds surging and an endless sea of ​​night fog rolling.

One large ship after another crossed the "sea" and entered the brightly lit city.

"what's the situation?"

As soon as everyone disembarked, they were warmly welcomed by many people.

Of course, not everyone was blocked; only some special targets were completely surrounded.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I have long admired your name!"

"Brother Qin, please come over here for a chat."

Qin Ming suspected he had encountered a fraud ring and felt he was being scammed by a group of people. Listen to what they were saying! One of them even wanted to take him as his son-in-law on the spot.

He couldn't help but have wild thoughts: Could it be that his identity as "One Sword" had been leaked to a small circle?

"I'm still missing a junior brother. My master is ready to break through to the Earth Immortal Realm at any time. Brother Qin, what do you think..."

Surrounded, Qin Ming was worried about being deceived or cheated, and only said one sentence: "I will listen to Jinbang."

"Young man, our clan's jewel is only sixteen years old, stunningly beautiful and exceptionally talented..."

"I'll listen to Jinbang."

Subsequently, Qin Ming began repeating himself, repeatedly stating that he would obey the Golden List's summons. The main reason was the excessive enthusiasm of those surrounding him; he suspected either he was being set up or he might have exposed his identity as "One Sword."

(End of this chapter)