More than ten days later, in the early morning.
The Azure Profound Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony began.
Within the territory of the Azure Profound Sect, cultivators stepping on flying swords filled the sky, all flying toward the sect's plaza.
"Big brother, you must come back early~"
"I will."
After waving goodbye to Xiao Qingli, Ye Shu shouldered his pack and walked toward the sect plaza.
Ever since his last bout with Senior Brother Lu, the other party would seek him out for a spar every couple of days. Once or twice was fine, just treating it as honing his skills; Ye Shu also needed an evenly matched opponent.
But the problem was that this guy fought whenever he had time. He was completely tireless, not eating or drinking, just purely fighting without a single moment of rest.
Even though Ye Shu considered himself hardworking enough.
He still had to admit that Senior Brother Lu was the most relentless grinder on this peak.
Sure enough, it was the same everywhere.
The silent ones were always the most ruthless when it came to pushing themselves!
However, this kind of atmosphere wasn't bad. Over time, the two became more familiar with each other. At the very least, Lu Shouzhuo no longer ignored him like he used to.
Even though he still refused to call him junior brother.
But all of this would change today. As long as he passed the disciple recruitment ceremony, he would officially become a member of the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage.
Ye Shu tightened his grip on the longsword on his back and took great strides forward.
About half a quarter of an hour later.
In the distance, a towering and majestic mountain peak came into view. Three thousand bluestone steps cascaded down from the summit, each step radiating a faint fluorescence.
Ye Shu stepped onto the first stair.
A sword shadow quickly flashed through his mind; its sword light was peerless, capable of severing mountains and peaks.
As he took the second step, a saber shadow flashed in his mind, cleaving mountains and splitting stones with majestic momentum.
Third step, a spear shadow.
Fourth step, a halberd shadow.
Fifth step, a staff shadow.
Ye Shu watched, completely mesmerized. His footsteps grew faster and faster as he immersed himself in this profoundly mysterious enlightenment.
"Does this guy not need to rest?"
On the three thousand steps, many cultivators who had come to join the sect were sitting on the ground resting. Seeing someone walking as fast as the wind, treating the steep stairs like flat ground, they couldn't help but look at him weirdly.
One had to know, these were the Azure Profound Sect's three thousand steps.
Each step corresponded to a Great Dao. Every step taken was equivalent to undergoing a test of the Dao Heart. Those with slightly weaker temperaments would feel dizzy and might even faint after just a few steps.
"Who is this person?"
"I don't know. Probably a closed-door disciple from one of the Azure Profound Sect's peaks coming out to show off and crush the newbies."
The onlookers whispered among themselves.
Ye Shu turned a deaf ear to them, his heart entirely submerged in the Dao.
Were there really only three thousand Great Daos in the world? Three thousand was just an imaginary number.
What if he no longer simulated the Cosmic Stars?
What if he instead directly simulated the three thousand Great Daos, using his meridians as the foundation of the Dao?
Before Ye Shu's deep thoughts could continue, his mind suddenly went blank.
He stood in place with some astonishment, realizing that he had already reached the end of the steps.
Three thousand steps, not one step more, not one step less.
"That's it?"
Ye Shu muttered to himself, still wanting more.
He looked back at the people still struggling bitterly on the steps and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
Was this the foundation of a great sect?
Even if these people couldn't climb to the mountain's peak, the enlightenment they gained from the three thousand Dao steps today would be enough for them to become super first-class experts in the mortal realm upon their return.
And this was merely a threshold used to screen disciples.
If one did not enter an immortal sect, they would never know how vast the world truly was.
"I didn't expect you to walk so fast."
"Even faster than I was back in the day."
Suddenly, a voice came from beside Ye Shu, interrupting his thoughts.
He turned his head and found Jian Wuhen standing right next to him.
"Eldest Senior Brother, I didn't expect you to be the one to officially accept me into the sect today." Ye Shu felt a surge of emotion.
He knew exactly how busy his Eldest Senior Brother was.
Working three jobs a day just to support the Profound Heaven Sword Lineage.
And yet he still managed to squeeze out time from his busy schedule to host his entry ceremony. This was enough to show how much the other party valued him.
However, Jian Wuhen merely replied calmly:
"I just happen to be here. The person in charge of hosting the disciple recruitment for our Profound Heaven Sword Lineage today is Chu Jinghong."
"Ah?"
Ye Shu was taken aback. "Then, Eldest Senior Brother, what are you here for?"
"Me?"
Jian Wuhen pulled out a broom from behind his back and gave him a polite smile.
"Actually, I'm just here to sweep the floor."
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