I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

His hands began to tremble, and he almost dropped the token.

"You...you are an old friend of the Cloud King?"

Qin Yuan did not answer.

He just looked at him indifferently.

The armored soldier knelt down with a thud.

"I was blind and ignorant! I have offended you, sir! Please spare my life!"

The armored soldiers behind him also knelt down, trembling.

Qin Yuan took the token and put it into his pocket.

"Can we go in now?"

"Of course! Of course!" the armored soldier nodded repeatedly. "Please, esteemed guests!"

Qin Yuan led the group through the checkpoints and into Qingzhou.

Behind him, the armored soldier slumped to the ground, panting heavily.

"The Cloud King's Decree... that's the Cloud King's Decree... I almost offended an old friend of the Cloud King..."

He looked at his companion, who was also limp beside him.

"Quickly...quickly go and report to the city lord...tell him...tell him that an important person has arrived..."

Qingzhou, Qingzhou City.

This is the largest city in Qingzhou, and also the residence of the Holy King of Qingzhou, "King Yun".

The city spanned thousands of miles, its walls reaching a height of a thousand feet, all cast from some kind of dark golden metal. Within the city, buildings stood in neat rows, the streets were wide and clean, and the flow of people was constant.

Qin Yuan led more than three thousand people into the city, immediately attracting countless gazes.

A force of over three thousand people is nothing special in Qingzhou City. However, the highest cultivation level among these three thousand people is only at the late stage of Tribulation Transcending, while the lowest is even only at the Dao Integration stage—

In Qingzhou City, they were nothing more than a bunch of ants.

"Where did all these ants from the lower realms come from?"

"A late-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator dares to come to the Central Continent? Are they courting death?"

"That leader is quite good-looking, but unfortunately his cultivation level is too low."

"Low? Late Tribulation Transcending stage in our Qingzhou City is indeed low. Even a random gatekeeper is a Saint Level One."

Whispers continued to circulate, but Qin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

He led the group to an inn to settle down.

More than 3,000 people booked the entire inn.

After settling in, Qin Yuan went out alone.

He was going to see the King of Clouds.

The character "Yun" on the purple token is the symbol of the Cloud King. The Lord of the Nine Heavens had a past relationship with the Cloud King, and this token served as a token of their friendship.

Following the map, he arrived at the Yunwang Mansion in the center of the city.

The Yunwang Mansion covers an area of ​​ten thousand acres, with magnificent buildings and an imposing presence. In front of the mansion gate stand two teams of armored soldiers, each of whom is a Saint of the first level.

Qin Yuan stepped forward and handed over the token.

"I am Qin Yuan, and I request an audience with the King of Yun."

The armored soldier took the token, his expression changing slightly.

"Please wait a moment."

He turned and went inside.

A moment later, a hearty laugh came from inside the mansion.

"My young friend, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of the mansion gate.

He was a middle-aged man, dressed in a purple robe, with a handsome face and refined demeanor. His aura was unfathomable, indicating he was a Saint King-level expert.

King Yun.

He strode up to Qin Yuan and looked him up and down.

"Late stage of Tribulation Transcending? How come that old guy let you come up now? At least a Saint should be able to do it."

Qin Yuan clasped his hands in a salute.

"This junior was eager to come to the Central Continent to broaden his horizons, so he came up ahead of time."

King Yun laughed heartily.

"Good! You've got guts! Much better than that old guy back then!"

He took Qin Yuan's hand and walked into the mansion.

"Come on in, let's talk. I'll treat you to a welcome feast!"

The main hall of the Prince Yun's Mansion.

The two sat facing each other.

King Yun dismissed his attendants and looked at Qin Yuan, his gaze gradually becoming profound.

"How's that old guy doing?"

Qin Yuan knew he was referring to the Lord of the Nine Heavens.

"Senior is very good. Thanks to his presence during this invasion of the alien demons, the geniuses of the Nine Heavens did not fall."

King Yun nodded.

"The Otherworldly Demon... that thing isn't completely dead yet?"

Qin Yuandao.

"I have already slain You, the King of the Otherworldly Demons. The three Demon Saints and nine Demon Lords have also all been annihilated. The Otherworldly Demon race is now completely wiped out."

King Yun was stunned.

He stared at Qin Yuan with wide eyes, as if he were looking at a monster.

"What...what did you say? You killed You?"

Qin Yuan nodded.

"You is a Demon Lord, equivalent to a Saint King. You, a late-stage Tribulation Transcending cultivator, killed a Saint King?!"

Qin Yuan nodded again.

King Yun remained silent for a long time.

Then he looked up at the sky and laughed.

"Hahahaha! Good! Good! That old guy was right about him! Killing a Saint King in the late stage of Tribulation Transcending—this kind of thing hasn't happened in the Central Continent for millions of years!"

After he finished laughing, his gaze towards Qin Yuan completely changed.

It's no longer about seeing someone as a junior, but as an equal.

"Young friend, what are your plans for the future?"

Qin Yuandao.

"I want to find a sect to cultivate in and break through to the Saint realm as soon as possible. Then, I'll solidify my foundation in the Saint realm and strive to become a Saint King."

King Yun nodded.

"A wise choice. With your talent, becoming a saint is just the starting point; becoming a saintly king is the ultimate goal. As for a saintly emperor..."

He paused.

"That depends on your fate."

He pondered for a moment, then said.

"How about this, I'll recommend a sect to you—the Taixu Holy Sect."

Qin Yuan's eyes flickered slightly.

Taixu Holy Sect?

King Yun said, "The Taixu Holy Sect is one of the top three sects in Qingzhou. Its sect leader is at the peak of the Saint King realm, just one step away from becoming a Saint Emperor. The sect has countless Saints, abundant resources, and a complete range of cultivation techniques. If you can join, your cultivation speed will definitely increase greatly."

"Furthermore, the Taixu Holy Sect recruits disciples every ten years. Three months from now is the recruitment period. You can give it a try."

Qin Yuan stood up and clasped his hands in a salute.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

King Yun waved his hand.

"No need to thank me. I still have to give that old man face."

He thought for a moment, then took out a jade slip from his bosom.

"This is the beginner's guide to the Taixu Holy Sect. It contains the content of the entry examination and precautions. Take it and study it carefully."

Qin Yuan accepted it.

"Thank you, senior."

King Yun laughed.

"Go then. I will await your good news in three months."

Three months later, the Grand Void Holy Sect.

The Taixu Holy Sect is located in the Taixu Mountains in the eastern part of Qingzhou, covering an area of ​​100,000 li and with 3,000 spiritual peaks. The main peak, "Taixu Peak," is ten thousand zhang high, piercing the clouds, and its summit is shrouded in colorful clouds all year round.

At this moment, the area at the foot of Taixu Peak is packed with people.

One hundred thousand cultivators from all over Qingzhou gathered here to compete for the meager one hundred spots for entry.

One hundred out of ten thousand.

One in a thousand.

Qin Yuan stood calmly in the crowd.

For the past three months, he has been in seclusion at the Yunwang Mansion, where he has solidified his cultivation at the peak of the late-stage Tribulation Transcending realm, just one step away from becoming a Saint.

But he didn't rush to make a breakthrough.

The Cloud King told him that the deeper one's accumulation during the Tribulation Transcending stage, the more solid the foundation will be after breaking through to the Saint realm. Some people rush to break through in the late stages of the Tribulation Transcending stage in pursuit of speed, only to remain stuck at the first level of Saint for life. But those who accumulate enough during the Tribulation Transcending stage can break through to the second or third level of Saint, or even higher.

Qin Yuan was not in a hurry.

He has a system that allows him to cultivate for five million years every day, accumulating power at a rate countless times faster than others.

"clang--"

The bell rang.

An old man in white robes flew down onto the high platform; he was a saint of the ninth level.

He swept his gaze across the 100,000-strong crowd and spoke loudly.

"The recruitment of new members for the Taixu Holy Sect shall now begin. The first test is a talent test. Those who pass will proceed to the second test."

With a wave of his hand, ten enormous stone tablets rose from the ground, each a hundred feet tall.

"This is the Talent Stone Tablet. Place your hand on it, and the tablet will display your age, cultivation level, and spiritual root grade. Those over a thousand years old will be eliminated. Those with cultivation levels below the Tribulation Transcending stage will be eliminated. Those with spiritual roots below the seventh grade will be eliminated."

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of wails erupted from the crowd.

Applicants must be under 1,000 years old, have a cultivation level of at least the Tribulation Transcending stage, and possess a spiritual root of at least the seventh grade.

These three conditions alone eliminate 99% of the applicants.

But Qin Yuan's expression remained unchanged.

He stood in front of a stone tablet, waiting for the test.

Soon, it was his turn.

He stepped forward and placed his hand on the stone tablet.