UGB Chapter 2: The Green Wood Immortal Sect
Chapter 2: The Green Wood Immortal Sect
Qingmu Sect, ascend to Immortal Platform.
"Chen Guo, Fang Jiayun—Low-grade Wood Spiritual Root!"
"Failed!"
In the crowd, Fang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and immediately heard a cold voice in his ear.
He wasn't disappointed; on the contrary, he felt a heartfelt joy.
Wood spirit root?
Wow! I can cultivate immortality now!
The mystery of his birth was revealed, and a surge of memories emerged, instantly making Fang Yun understand his current identity.
In this life, he was reborn into the State of Chen, as the eldest son of the Marquis of Wu'an.
Every five years, immortals descend upon the mortal realm to conduct preliminary assessments of spiritual roots and select promising talents.
Young Marquis Fang Jiayun was successfully selected and came to the Golden Core Immortal Sect, Qingmu Sect, to ascend to the Ascension Platform.
Ascending to Immortality: This hundred-foot jade platform can not only measure the five elements attributes of a spiritual root, but also its specific grade.
It can also generate many illusions, tempting the deepest desires in people's hearts and testing their moral resolve.
This is the final step in the selection of disciples for the Qingmu Sect.
As a second incarnation, Fang Jiayun had many dreams every night since childhood, often dreaming of fragmented memories that did not belong to her.
Only when drawn by the illusion did he successfully awaken his past memories and return to his true self.
As a result, Fang Yun woke up late and ranked very low, leaving only a handful of people on the Ascension Platform.
"Young Master, Young Master!"
Beside him, a young man called out softly, his posture upright, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.
He was dressed in a lake-blue outfit, exuding the sharp and valiant air characteristic of a martial arts master.
Fang Yun looked at the man, and the man's name came to mind.
Lu Guishou, nineteen years old, a martial artist who has reached the Acquired Realm, is the young leader of the Whale Wave Gang.
"I'm fine, just a bit of a headache. How are your spiritual roots?"
Fang Yun rubbed his temples and looked at the young man and woman beside him.
They were all descendants of the Chen state from Yuzhang County. They traveled together, supporting each other and getting along quite well.
"I have a low-grade water spiritual root. Although I woke up earlier, I still failed to be selected."
Lu Guishou sighed, pursed his lips, and a hint of resentment crossed his brows.
"Me too...me too!"
"Low-grade earth spirit root!"
With his dark skin and farming background, Niu Ben hurriedly spoke up, as if afraid of falling behind, his big, dark eyes filled with timidity.
"I am fortunate to have a mid-grade wood spirit root, and I am lucky enough to join the Green Wood Sect."
Lin Dong couldn't help but smile. He was the young master of a powerful family in the county. Although he tried his best to suppress it, he still couldn't hide his joy and pride.
Everyone's gaze shifted to the last person, Qin Yao, the girl who was the first to wake up.
She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she was already uniquely beautiful, with a pretty face and bright, lively eyes. Wearing a pale yellow dress, she was even more charming.
"Brother Lu, Young Master, San Niu Zi, I have a mid-grade fire spirit root and a good Dao heart, so I have been successfully selected."
Qin Yao comes from an official family and is a young lady of high birth. Facing the gazes of her friends, she nodded and greeted them one by one, showing excellent manners.
Her eyes sparkled, and she exuded grace and poise.
Upon hearing this, Lu Guishou's expression darkened even further.
He was the oldest and the son of the leader of the Whale Wave Gang.
Having been exposed to all sorts of people since childhood and having spent many years navigating the complexities of life, he possesses high emotional intelligence.
He was considered the leader of this small group.
After spending several days together, he began to develop feelings for the young girl Qin Yao, and even began to have many fantasies.
However, now that they have failed to be selected and cannot join the Green Wood Sect, the gap between them has suddenly become enormous.
Fang Yun observed the group with great interest.
Although he failed to become a disciple of a sect and have a powerful backer, he still had the treasures buried in his previous life.
In my previous life, I did my utmost to find three Qi cultivation techniques, one of which was the Wood-attribute "Eternal Spring Technique".
With those spirit stone resources, even if one becomes a rogue cultivator, one can still thrive.
But this girl...
Fang Yun looked at Qin Yao, and couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
In his past life, he had seen this similar face.
That was one of Fang Yun's favorite daughters.
His mother was a famous courtesan from Jiangnan. She was extremely beautiful, as gentle and elegant as a lotus flower, and her voice resounded for eight hundred miles along the Lanjiang River.
During the southern campaign, Fang Yun had several fleeting affairs with the other party, who later entered the Duke's mansion and bore him many children.
Fang Yun still remembers that the good husband she had carefully chosen for her daughter was the only son of a minister surnamed Qin in the court.
I never expected to meet such a descendant today.
Reincarnation and the passage of time have made us lose track of what year it is today.
"Those who pass the selection will follow me and join the Azure Wood Immortal Sect!"
"All other unauthorized personnel, leave immediately and do not linger!"
Upon reaching the Ascension Platform, everyone awoke.
Several sect elders soared into the air, clad in monastic robes, their faces veiled by flowing light, their voices indifferent.
They reached out and pointed, their magic power transforming into radiant light that enveloped the novice disciples one by one, sending them flying into the air.
"Qin Yao, Lin Dong, we're from the same hometown, remember to cultivate diligently within the sect!"
Fang Yun, quick as a flash, tossed two brocade pouches over, which the two bewildered individuals caught in their arms.
In the blink of an eye, they, along with their disciples, rose into the sky and disappeared from sight.
The remaining hundreds of boys and girls could only look bitter, and many even wailed, filled with resentment.
"Young Master, that is...?"
Lu Guishou withdrew his gaze, his eyes flashing, and he had a guess in his heart.
"It's just about forming a good connection."
Fang Yun shook his head and touched his sleeve.
Among them was a finely sewn hidden pouch, hard to the touch, containing the resources given to him by the Marquis of Wu'an.
It was the result of the entire Marquis's mansion selling everything they owned, with the intention of using it to fund his cultivation after he joined a sect.
Now, there are thirty spirit stones left.
"Let's go, we need to find another way out."
Fang Yun told the two to prepare to go down the mountain, as the outer disciples had already begun to forcibly expel people.
"This...this is it?"
Even after leaving the Qingmu Sect's mountain gate, Niu Ben still hadn't reacted.
His ancestors were farmers for generations, and he was the third child in his family. He came from a humble background and was completely unfamiliar with the world of cultivation.
It was only by chance that he happened to be in the county town's spirit-testing competition, which led to his successful selection as a potential immortal.
"So, Brother Lu... we can't become immortals?"
Niu Ben looked miserable, his head hanging low, muttering under his breath, "Can I still go back to Chen, become a high-ranking official, and eat meat buns every day?"
"San Niuzi, who told you all this?"
Fang Yun was both amused and exasperated: "As a secular kingdom under the Qingmu Sect, Chen Kingdom can only be ruled by mortals; cultivators are not allowed to serve as officials in the court."
This is also why he never considered returning to the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion; the mortal world is too barren, with almost no spiritual energy.
Even if they produce some cultivation resources, they will be monopolized by the royal family and offered as tribute to the sects and aristocratic families behind them.
Even the Duke of Yongguo's mansion wasn't qualified to touch it.
"No, we still have the chance to cultivate immortality!"
"Go become a wandering monk!"
Lu Guishou, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, and an unprecedentedly resolute expression appeared on his angular face.
Fang Yun didn't say much. He was already cheating, so he just wanted to experience the customs and culture of the cultivation world in this lifetime.
Just as the group approached the foot of the mountain, they suddenly heard the howling of the wind and the sound of magical artifacts breaking through the air. Several cultivators surrounded them.
The man in the lead was in his thirties or forties, standing on a flying sword, suspended in mid-air, his robe embroidered with a bright moon rising from the water.
He wasn't arrogant at all; on the contrary, he was all smiles as he stared at the young men and women below.
"Our Chen clan of Yuquan Mountain is a lineage of Golden Core cultivators within the Qingmu Sect. We are now recruiting one hundred male and female immortal talents to serve as disciples and expand our clan. The benefits are generous. Those interested should apply immediately!"