Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

Outer sect of the Beginning Demon Sect.

Outside the Hall of Transmission of Skills is a long staircase paved with a single piece of obsidian.

Straight to the sky.

On both sides of the stairs, chilling demonic energy, like tangible chains, drifted smoothly through the void.

Su Yu was wearing a gray-black coarse cloth long gown.

Dark purple dragon scales were faintly visible on the neck and wrists.

He mingled with the crowd and climbed the steps.

The surrounding area was densely packed with demons and demonic cultivators who had come to participate in the selection.

The Demonic Sect has always been cruel in its recruitment of disciples.

If one cannot achieve primordial chaos, one will remain at the bottom.

Even a simple selection process for the outer sect attracted countless low-level cultivators from the Myriad Spirits Demon Abyss who longed to defy fate and change their destiny.

Su Yu's steps were slow and steady.

His eyes were deep and restrained, revealing a sense of vicissitude and composure from years of struggling at the bottom of society.

He perfectly suppressed his aura to the peak of the Heavenly Transformation Realm.

Not too high, not too low.

Just in time to cross the threshold set by Elder Mo Yuan.

Just then.

A series of heavy footsteps came from behind.

There was no commotion, no shouting.

But that undisguised, ancient and noble terrifying pressure came crashing down like a moving mountain.

The surrounding rogue cultivators and low-level demons turned pale instantly and scattered to both sides as if avoiding a plague god.

This cleared a wide passage.

Su Yu stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head away.

In their line of sight, three young demons clad in dark gold armor were ascending the steps.

Pureblood.

An ancient remnant, the Dark Gold Suanni clan.

The young man at the front had a stern face and a dark gold vertical line between his eyebrows.

Cultivation level: Early stage of the Origin Realm.

The two people behind him were also experts at the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm.

In the vast Demon Abyss of Ten Thousand Spirits, those at the Cave Heaven Realm and the Origin Realm are already considered the backbone of the force.

However, faced with a behemoth like the Primordial Demon Sect, they could only start as outer disciples, trying to find a sliver of opportunity to break through to the Zhenyu or even Hongmeng realms.

The young man's steps did not falter in the slightest.

His dark golden eyes swept indifferently across the area ahead.

Their gaze fell on Su Yu, who had not yet completely retreated to the edge.

They saw the mottled dark purple dragon scales on Su Yu's neck.

Mixed race.

Hybrid.

A flash of undisguised disgust and contempt crossed the young man's eyes.

"Get out of the way."

Two words.

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an air of self-importance and command.

As the words fell, a terrifying pressure from the early stage of the Origin Realm slammed into Su Yu's chest like an invisible hammer.

Exclusion.

Purebloods inherently possess an innate aversion to mixed-bloods.

Moreover, in their eyes, a mere peak-stage cultivator of mixed blood was not qualified to stand in their way.

Su Yu stood still.

Faced with the oppressive aura of the Origin Realm.

His ultimate physical body didn't even produce the slightest instinctive tremor.

too weak.

So weak that he doesn't even deserve to look at them properly.

but.

Su Yu did not move.

He came here not to compete.

The Time-Space Disillusionment Stone is the only target.

Su Yu lowered his eyes slightly.

Just then, a pale expression appeared on his face.

He grunted and staggered back three steps.

They voluntarily made way for them.

The performance vividly portrays the helplessness and forbearance of those from the lower classes who face oppression from purebloods.

The young man from the Dark Gold Suanni clan didn't even glance at Su Yu again.

It was as if he had just casually swept away an ant blocking his way.

The three walked straight past.

A gust of cold wind swept through.

Su Yu stood at the edge of the steps and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

He straightened the corners of his clothes that had been ruffled by the strong wind.

Ready to continue.

"Feed".

Suddenly, a hushed voice came from the side.

Su Yu turned his head.

A short-haired woman dressed in a light blue outfit appeared beside him at some point.

The woman had delicate features, but her skin was covered with a layer of fine, bluish-gray scales.

Behind it, there was even a half-broken blue dragon tail.

Mixed blood.

Moreover, it's the kind with mottled bloodlines.

now.

The woman's vertical pupils were fixed intently on Su Yu.

His eyes lit up.

It's like suddenly finding long-lost relatives in this cold and cruel Abyss of Demons.

To know.

In the world of demons, those of mixed blood are marginalized and rejected by the entire race.

They had no resources, no traditions, and not even a single companion to talk to.

"Are you mixed race too?"

The woman lowered her voice, her tone revealing an undisguised excitement.

She looked Su Yu up and down.

"Characteristics of the Abyss Dragon Clan... Brother, your bloodline is even worse off than mine."

Su Yu looked at her.

I carefully considered my tone.

"What's up?"

"Don't be so cold."

The woman patted Su Yu's shoulder familiarly, with a strong pat.

"My name is Qinglin."

"A hybrid of a blue dragon and some unknown demonic beast."

She leaned closer, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of boastfulness and confidence.

"Those dark gold Suanni just now were at the Origin Realm. We can't afford to offend them, so it's best to keep our distance."

"But don't worry."

Qinglin patted his chest, and the scales made a crisp clanging sound.

"Since you're both of mixed blood, I'll protect you during this selection process."

Su Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

His microscopic perspective from the Primordial Chaos Realm was merely a casual glance.

He then saw through Qinglin's true nature.

Cave Heaven Realm, Peak.

They are only a hair's breadth away from the Boundary Origin Realm.

For someone of mixed bloodline and without the support of family resources.

To be able to cultivate to the peak of the Cave Heaven Realm at this age.

This is simply a miracle.

"You…" Su Yu looked at her, "Peak of the Cave Heaven Realm?"

Upon hearing this...

Qinglin's eyes shone even brighter.

She raised her chin, a proud smile curving her lips.

"Good taste."

"Judging from your aura, you're only at the peak of the Heavenly Transformation Realm, right?"

Qinglin's tone conveyed the composure of an older sister taking care of her younger brother.

"We mixed-bloods people, due to bloodline conflicts, usually have ridiculously poor talents."

"But I..."

She pointed to herself.

"It mutated."

"My talent is unexpectedly good. Although I have no family inheritance, I have cultivated to the Cave Heaven Realm through my own hard work and struggle."

A hint of vicissitude flashed in Qinglin's eyes, but it was quickly covered by confidence.

"The reason I came to the Beginning Demon Sect this time is to seek the opportunity to break through the boundary source and even to glimpse the Primordial Chaos Realm in the future."

"Let's go."

Qinglin grabbed Su Yu's wrist and led him up the stairs.

"Follow me, and I'll protect you as much as possible."

Su Yu let her pull him along.

They did not break free.

Having an "expert" to guide us saved us some trouble.

He followed Qinglin calmly, maintaining the silence and restraint expected of a low-level Yantian Realm cultivator.

The two of them went up the obsidian steps.

soon.

The two then arrived at the huge square outside the Hall of Transmission.

In the center of the square stands a black stone gate that is hundreds of feet tall.

Inside the gate, there was a dense, swirling demonic aura, exuding an aura of endless destruction and erosion.

The Bone-Corroding Demon Array.