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"Thump—!"

The morning bell of the Primordial Gate was struck precisely on time.

Bai Daoran leisurely arrived at Mo Lan's courtyard, ready to wake up his junior brother who was still in bed.

He's a strange guy; he'd rather climb over walls than use the main entrance.

Bai Daoran climbed over the wall, then suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked at the boy who had gotten up early in the courtyard.

After changing into a plain white Taoist robe, Mo Lan's temperament stood out even among the Xuanmen sect, regardless of her appearance.

At first glance, you could tell this kid had amazing magical powers, like a young immortal who had attained enlightenment.

At this moment, Mo Lan was in the starting stance of the Supreme Righteous Law, which is also the most basic Flowing Cloud Hand of their sect.

With one hand forward and the other supporting your chest, you can immerse yourself in nature and sense the true energy and spirit of the universe.

Mo Lan began to deduce the basic martial arts of the Supreme Righteous Law, move by move: fist, palm, leg, elbow, dodge, advance, retreat, separate, and withdraw.

When he unleashed his moves, cloud-like white energy surged continuously in his hands, a sign that he had broken through to the first level.

Bai Daoran was dumbfounded as he watched from the wall.

No, how long has it been?

Junior Brother has actually broken through to the first level of the Supreme Orthodox Dharma?

Although the first level is the foundation, it is no different from an insurmountable chasm for ordinary people and seekers of the Dharma.

The vast majority of people can't even break through the first level.

Most disciples of the Tai Chu Sect break through to the first level within three months, even with guidance from elders.

However, Mo Lan broke through to the first level of the Supreme Righteous Law overnight, which greatly shocked Bai Daoran.

After Mo Lan finished practicing the entire set of martial arts, Bai Daoran jumped down from the wall: "Junior Brother!"

"Senior brother?"

Mo Lan wiped his sweat with a towel. His six eyes had actually noticed the other person long ago, but he hadn't exposed him.

Bai Daoran was so excited that he grabbed his hand and said, "Come on, junior brother, let's quickly tell Master about your breakthrough."

Mo Lan was pulled along by him, and they arrived at the martial arts arena, where Gu Qingli was instructing the disciples on their morning lessons.

"Why are you all so late? Bai Daoran, don't corrupt your junior brother," she said helplessly.

Bai Daoran was often late for early classes, so she was used to it. She was just worried that he would lead the junior brother who had just started learning astray.

Bai Daoran quickly cupped his hands in greeting: "Junior Uncle! You don't know this, but Junior Brother has broken through to the first level of the Supreme Orthodox Dharma!"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingli turned her gaze to Mo Lan, scanning his meridians back and forth.

A hint of surprise flickered in his usually calm eyes.

"They actually broke through?"

Incredulous, she approached Mo Lan and asked, "Nephew, could you please give me your wrist?"

Mo Lan handed over her wrist.

Gu Qingli gently pressed her cool fingertips against his wrist, closed her eyes slightly, and then murmured softly again:

"They've truly broken through."

The disciples inside the courtyard were whispering among themselves.

"Really? Junior Brother Lan Meng broke through on his very first day here?"

"It took me a full three months to get started!"

"You've got it all figured out, it took me six months to break through! I was almost ready to give up."

"Is this what it means to be born with heterochromia?"

The noise quickly attracted the attention of Lin Jianwei and Qin Baichuan in another side hall.

Qin Baichuan walked over and shouted, "What's all the noise about? Is this how you conduct morning lessons?! Can't Uncle Gu control you guys?"

Gu Qingli released his grip and said to the two approaching men, "Senior brother, Lan Meng has broken through to the first level, gathering spiritual energy into Qi, it's absolutely true."

"What?!" Qin Baichuan was startled.

Lin Jianwei, on the other hand, seemed to have expected this, and simply stroked his beard:

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

From that day on, Mo Lan's reputation as a genius was fully established.

"May I ask, Master, Uncle-Master, after breaking through to the Supreme Level, how should I choose the cultivation path that best suits me?"

He asked.

Upon hearing this, Gu Qingli raised her hand and created a ball of true qi with a bluish hue:

"The so-called Tao follows nature, which is based on the true Qi of heaven and earth. The construction of natural forces generally needs to be gradually explored and selected in actual combat."

"It's not just that you are choosing nature, it's that nature is choosing you."

"The second level is much harder than the first, but I believe you can do it."

"I see, thank you very much, Uncle-Master." Mo Lan raised her hand to express her gratitude.

After the evening meditation session.

Mo Lan and Bai Daoran sat on the steps of their sect's gate, watching the sun slowly set, chatting idly:

"Senior brother, what are the requirements if I want to participate in the Ancient Dharma Realm Conference?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Daoran rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment: "The Ancient Dharma Realm Conference? Theoretically, anyone who registers can participate."

"To ensure fairness and impartiality, even if you are a rogue cultivator, as long as you are not a wanted criminal, you can sign up yourself."

"But junior brother, are you sure you want to go? With your talent, you'll definitely achieve even better results after four more years of training."

Mo Lan shook her head: "I'll just say I wanted to join in the fun. After all, it's too boring to stay on the mountain all the time."

"Besides, didn't my senior uncle say that the second level of the Supreme Orthodox Dharma needs to be built in actual combat?"

"Okay, I'll ask Master for you in a bit."

Bai Daoran nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, senior brother."

The next day.

Mo Lan followed the group of disciples, practicing the most basic martial arts skills. Only after they finished did Lin Jianwei keep her behind alone.

"Xiao Meng, I heard from Dao Ran that you want to participate in the Ancient Dharma Realm Conference?" Lin Jianwei asked, looking quite troubled.

Mo Lan put one hand on her waist and nodded: "Yes, Master, please give me a chance."

Qin Baichuan waved his hand, "I don't think that's a good idea. Junior Nephew, how long have you been cultivating? Going to the tournament would just be like being used as a punching bag!"

He has always been outspoken.

Gu Qingli remained silent.

Bai Daoran suddenly raised his hand: "How about this, let my junior brother spar with me. If he can last three rounds, he can participate in the tournament."

"If they can last three rounds against me, they're considered a force to be reckoned with at the conference."

"Nonsense! Aren't you bullying your junior brother?" Qin Baichuan raised his hand and gave Bai Daoran a hard slap on the forehead.

"Ouch!" Bai Daoran clutched his head, his eyes brimming with tears. "I'm innocent! How could I bear to bully my junior brother? Of course I would have held back!"

Lin Jianwei opened her eyes at this moment: "Xiao Meng, what do you think?"

Mo Lan nodded: "I have no objection, let's do as Senior Brother says."

"it is good."

Lin Jianwei gave his permission.

The two then went to the training ground, clasped hands and bowed to each other, and then struck the same Flowing Cloud Hand pose.

Upon receiving the news, the disciples rushed over to watch, some still holding their freshly served meals, squatting down beside him as they ate.

"Junior brother, are you ready?" Bai Daoran asked.

Upon hearing this, Mo Lan smiled gently and said, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother."

Sa!

In Mo Lan's view, Bai Daoran's true qi was surging wildly all over his body.

This opponent has already entered the third level of the Supreme Righteous Dharma.

Although Bai Daoran is usually quite unreliable, at only 19 years old, he is a true genius in cultivation.

It is worth mentioning that Bai Daoran was able to become the senior disciple for one reason: he was the only one among the younger generation to break through to the third level of the Supreme Realm.

Secondly, it was because the sect leader, Lin Jianwei, had only accepted him as his personal disciple.

The second one is Mo Lan.

Because Bai Daoran had no defenses against Mo Lan, Liu Yan provided Mo Lan with detailed information.

[Real name: Bai Daoran.]

Danger Level: lv3.8.

[Strength: A-rank.]

Speed: Grade A.

[Physical condition: Grade A.]

[Mental Strength: Grade A]

[Charm: B-level]

Good heavens, this stat sheet would terrify any normal player.

Fortunately, Bai Daoran was not the boss she was supposed to fight, otherwise Mo Lan really wouldn't dare say that she could defeat him.

It's hard to say whether it will be a fight to the death, but I think I can hold out for three rounds.

"Junior brother, I'm here!"

Bai Daoran grinned, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Mo Lan only felt a blur before his eyes, and a size 42 old Beijing cloth shoe had already kicked him in the chest.

"thumping!!"

Mo Lan was able to raise his hands and cross them to block the kick just before it landed, thanks to his six eyes' super vision.

Even so, he was still knocked back several meters by the kick, and the sole of his shoe plowed two furrows in the ground.

"That brat!" Qin Baichuan cursed, getting a little impatient.

"Bai Daoran! Your junior brother has only just begun his training, do you want to get kicked to death?! Wait till the match starts and see if I don't beat you up!"

In his eyes, Mo Lan was a rare genius disciple that the Tai Chu Sect had managed to acquire in recent years, and he absolutely could not afford to let anything happen to him.

Bai Daoran chuckled, "How could that be, Uncle-Master? But I think you've underestimated my junior brother!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Baichuan noticed that Mo Lan was completely unharmed after taking Bai Daoran's kick head-on.

On the contrary.

A smile slowly appeared on the black-haired boy's face. He raised his hands, and two wisps of mist rolled and churned above them.

"Senior brother, didn't you eat breakfast this morning? Have some more!"

On that exquisite, flawless face, there was a rare excitement and fighting spirit.

Bai Daoran's kick just now gave Mo Lan a feeling similar to when she first fought Ji Zhou.

Powerful, strong, and domineering!

He's getting really excited now.

Since it's just a dungeon anyway, and the system has a safety net, let's just go all out and fight it out.

His life, too, lacked desserts.

"Hahaha! Good!" Bai Daoran laughed loudly.

He looked into Mo Lan's eyes and struck the Flowing Cloud Hand pose once more.

"Junior brother, from the first day we met, I knew you were a person just like me."

They share the same passion for martial arts and the same desire to push their limits.

It's just that one is too lazy to act, while the other acts every day.

Now, his junior brother has finally shed his well-behaved facade.

"Come!"

Mo Lan only answered him with one word.