That evening, after cooking dinner together, Ye Chuan spent some time watching TV with Bai Qianshuang.
Bai Qianshuang had already adapted well to modern life. Whether it was TV or smartphones, she could use them effortlessly—a far cry from the days when she would slash a TV screen with her sword.
"Ye Chuan, I could dance to earn money for you," Bai Qianshuang said.
She had seen livestreamers making money just by dancing. Feeling guilty about always spending Ye Chuan's money, she wanted to try livestreaming herself.
When it came to dancing, Bai Qianshuang excelled in sword dances—her master and mother had always praised her for it.
Seeing how persistent she was, Ye Chuan understood that the girl just wanted to repay him. Though he had told her it wasn’t necessary, it seemed she wouldn’t let it go.
Hmm, she needed something to occupy herself with.
"Qianshuang, why don’t you try livestreaming… cultivation?" Ye Chuan grinned.
"Livestream… cultivation?" Bai Qianshuang was confused. What was there to watch?
"Exactly. Just start a livestream and meditate for the whole day," Ye Chuan suggested.
"Really? That would work?"
"Yep."
"Alright…" Bai Qianshuang agreed.
If Ye Chuan said it was possible, then it must be.
……
Later that night, Ye Chuan finally returned to his room to prepare for his adventure.
After a shower and a quick gaming session, the clock struck midnight, resetting his adventure status.
"Let’s begin." Ye Chuan checked his inventory—Crystal Pills and Revival Pills were ready. To avoid mishaps, he had also exchanged some illusionary talismans from the points store.
In the real world, his strength was unmatched, but the Tianxuan Continent was a different story—during his first few adventures, he had encountered plenty of Crystal Core and Golden Core cultivators.
Still, there was one advantage—
He couldn’t truly die.
At worst, he’d just return to the real world.
Breaking through on the Tianxuan Continent was better than doing so in reality. If some security camera caught him enduring a heavenly tribulation, it would cause endless trouble.
Once everything was set, Ye Chuan picked up his phone, selected "Full-Dive Adventure," and chose the Tianxuan Continent.
[Full-Dive Adventure begins—]
[You have arrived at the Donghua Divine Continent—]
[Qingyun Sect]
Wait, why does this sect’s name sound familiar?
Ye Chuan’s consciousness faded as he sank into darkness.
……
……
Towering mountain ranges stretched across the land, shrouded in immortal mist that veiled the peaks.
Clear springs murmured,
and the scenery was breathtaking.
Among these mountains stood a grand sect, its entrance gate towering hundreds of feet high, inscribed with three imposing characters: [Qingyun Sect].
A long line of people stretched at the foot of the mountain—tens of thousands, seemingly waiting for something.
"Hahaha, Cuihua! Once I become an immortal, I’ll come back and marry you!"
"Spiritual roots or not, I’ll still become an immortal!"
"Immortal my ass—why are there so many people here?!"
"Mother… I’ll finally become an immortal… sob…"
The crowd buzzed with noise, occasional arguments breaking out. In the middle of the line, a man slowly opened his eyes, looking dazed.
"……"
"……"
"Huh?"
The man was, of course, Ye Chuan. As he regained his senses, he realized he was standing in the middle of a massive crowd. He quickly checked his surroundings and his own attire—a plain robe, the look of an ordinary mortal.
"Qingyun Sect?" Ye Chuan’s gaze landed on the distant mountain gate, and he couldn’t help but twitch his lips.
This adventure had dropped him right at the Qingyun Sect’s doorstep?
Wasn’t this the very sect Bai Qianshuang had a blood feud with?
But this was truly a world of cultivation—the architecture alone was majestic, floating immortal stones hovering under spiritual influence.
None of this could be experienced through text-based adventures.
Such a grand entrance… maybe he should find a way to blow it up later.
Ye Chuan glanced around, then tapped the man in front of him. "Hey, handsome, mind telling me why there’s such a huge line here?"
The man froze for a few seconds before giving Ye Chuan a suspicious look. He frowned, lips pressing into a thin line, as if saying, [Are you messing with me?].
"You’re standing in this line and don’t even know why?" the man asked.
"Nope. With so many people, I thought they were giving out free eggs," Ye Chuan chuckled.
The man: "……"
"Today is the Qingyun Sect’s once-in-a-decade disciple recruitment. Anyone under thirty with spiritual roots can join to cultivate immortality," the man explained, though he clearly found Ye Chuan’s ignorance baffling.
After a pause, he added,
"There are no eggs here."
"What about duck eggs?"
"THERE ARE NONE EITHER!!!"
"Alright, alright, no need to shout."
Ye Chuan was about to leave the line to find a place to break through to the Crystal Core realm when an idea struck him.
Heh. A brilliant plan.
"There are no eggs here," the man said dryly as Ye Chuan stepped back into line.
"I’m actually quite interested in cultivation," Ye Chuan replied.
"You have spiritual roots?"
"Yep. Big and black." That’s exactly what his Chaos Spiritual Roots looked like.
The man: ?
He decided Ye Chuan was a lost cause and turned away.
"Hey, hey, handsome, one more question." Ignoring the man’s disinterest, Ye Chuan slung an arm over his shoulder like an old friend.
"……"
"What?"
"Ever heard of the Jade Void Sect?"
The man’s expression shifted slightly. "You don’t even know that?"
"Nope."
"The Jade Void Sect was one of the top three sects, just like the Qingyun Sect. But they colluded with the demonic faction and were wiped out by the Qingyun Sect and ten other sects. Rumor has it their demonic saintess is still on the run with a bounty on her head," the man said, eyeing Ye Chuan strangely.
"Everyone in the Donghua Divine Continent knows this. Where are you from?"
"China."
"Never heard of it."
So, Bai Qianshuang was labeled as the demonic saintess?
That clueless glutton didn’t fit the title at all.
As Ye Chuan pondered, several sword-riding cultivators flew out from the mountain gate, hovering above the crowd.
"Today marks the Qingyun Sect’s disciple recruitment. Those over thirty in bone age, leave now."
"If discovered, punishment will be severe."
With that, the cultivators unleashed their aura, forcing many in the crowd pale-faced. Those who had hoped to slip through quietly retreated, embarrassed.
Ye Chuan glanced up. Those guys were only at the Foundation Establishment level.
Yet despite being at the same realm, why did they feel so weak—like he could crush them underfoot?
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