Daoist Lord Wanfa

The second day of the second month was auspicious for recruiting disciples. A massive flying boat slowly touched down near the Dao Seeking Sect. Countless young talents poured out like leaping fish, looking out in excitement at the continuous mountain ranges stretching into the distance. "There it is—the legendary mountain gate of the Dao Seeking Sect!" "I wonder how many people will pass the trial this time." "Word has it that in the last session, less than one percent made it into the Dao Seeking Sect." "That low? I heard the acceptance rates for the Prison Suppressing Sect and the Five Elements Sect weren't nearly that ridiculous." "More than that—I even heard that those who got weeded out either entered super-rank sects or first-rank sects, with only a tiny handful ending up in second-rank sects." "You get it now, don't you? Even those who failed in the last session were prime talents in the eyes of other top sects." "Young Master, don't forget the family head's instructions. Joining the Dao Seeking Sect cannot be forced." Most of the young talents were accompanied by elders from their clans. Whether they could join the Dao Seeking Sect would decide the course of their future lives. Without elders at their side, it was all too easy to lose confidence amidst ceaseless self-doubt before the trial even began, defeating themselves before fighting. Naturally, there were also youths who came entirely alone. There was Lu Yang from the previous session, who had come to try his luck without even knowing what a spiritual root was; there was also Meng Jingzhou, who had run away from home. A handsome youth with a cold, aloof expression stepped off the flying boat. Every step he took was of identical length, and his breath was long and steady, clearly indicating martial arts training. The cold-faced youth gazed toward the Dao Seeking Sect not far away, a mysterious smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I hope the Dao Seeking Sect has a few surprises in store for me." "Fellow Daoist, did you come here all alone?" A voice called out to him. The youth turned back to see two boys of roughly the same age. One had a timid smile, while the other wore a solemn expression. The one speaking was the timid-looking boy. "Who are you?" "My name is Qi Tong, and this is Fang Ya. The two of us are also here to take the Dao Seeking Sect's trial. Seeing that your goal seems to be the same as ours, how about we travel together?" The cold-faced youth gave a cold snort. "Who is your fellow Daoist? My name is Gu Junye, the reincarnation of Daoist Lord Wanfa." "Daoist Lord Wanfa?" The timid-looking youth jumped in surprise. Daoist Lord Wanfa was an illustrious, supreme grand cultivator! Daoist Lord Wanfa had been a figure from the early Great Yu Dynasty. Born with an innate affinity for spells, he could master any magical art with breathtaking speed, possessing talent bordering on that of an immortal. Foundation Establishment at seventeen, Golden Core at eighteen, Nascent Soul at nineteen... His speed of cultivation had surpassed every genius cultivator, reaching the Tribulation Transcendence stage in the shortest time and setting an all-time record. He had proclaimed, "Myriad spells all dwell within my heart," which was why his Daoist title was Daoist Lord Wanfa. Back in Daoist Xiantian's era, whenever people praised a genius, they would say that person possessed the talent of Daoist Lord Wanfa. How had Daoist Lord Wanfa ended up here? What did he mean by reincarnation? Was it some grand divine ability Daoist Lord Wanfa had comprehended? Qi Tongtian stared at Gu Junye in utter bewilderment. He had never imagined he would encounter a legendary figure outside of Prison Peak. Daoist Lord Hanhai frowned imperceptibly, eyeing Gu Junye with a trace of wariness. This youth was the reincarnation of Daoist Lord Wanfa? Could the Nine Nether Cult have been founded by Daoist Lord Wanfa? "Still, our meeting proves the three of us share a predestined affinity. You two may accompany me to the Dao Seeking Sect." With that, Gu Junye strode toward the Dao Seeking Sect, gesturing for Daoist Xiantian and Daoist Lord Hanhai to follow. *Patriarch, wouldn't it have been fine for us to just wait at the mountain gate? Why did we have to disembark from the flying boat?* Daoist Lord Hanhai asked via voice transmission. It seemed like far too much trouble. Unable to use voice transmission, Daoist Xiantian whispered in a hushed tone, "A disguise means we can't overlook any tiny detail. What if someone noticed that we walked out from inside the Dao Seeking Sect? Wouldn't our cover be blown?" Daoist Lord Hanhai felt the founder was overthinking things, but since the man was the founder, he was in no position to argue.