Chapter 1: Flying Heaven Gate
It was the depth of winter, with white snow fluttering.
Flying Heaven Gate.
A gaunt-faced instructor, dressed in a gray Daoist robe, stroked his goatee.
"Ever since our Sect's Peach Blossom Dock fell, we have always adhered to the principle of 'peace above all else' and 'repaying grievances with virtue' for many years, which is why we have enjoyed peace every year, with no more conflicts.
"For the Sect to be peaceful, we must rely on being a land of courtesy and make friends with all Sects! Only then can we gain the trust of thousands and achieve internal and external harmony."
"What Instructor Wang said makes sense, but as for repaying grievances with virtue and peace above all else, I don't quite agree."
Ye Yang glanced at the fist-sized icicles dripping from the eaves, outwardly agreeing and not contradicting, but inwardly he was muttering.
"If repaying grievances with virtue and peace above all else could solve problems, why would the Human Race be subjected to continuous wars by various races, losing millions of miles of territory, and paying tribute with various Heaven And Earth Treasures every year?"
"And why did Flying Heaven Gate offer up the 'Peach Blossom Dock' spirit land and pay annual tribute to the Five Poison Sect?"
"Ultimately, it's because our Flying Heaven Gate is too weak; we don't have an Immortal Master to suppress the Sect's Luck, nor do we have Disciples who have awakened Dao Bodies, inherently placing us a step lower than others."
Thinking of this, his mood became heavy. Just then, Instructor Wang, who was at the head, said again: "All Disciples should go back and ponder the knowledge I imparted today; Flying Heaven Gate will still rely on all of you in the future."
Returning to his old house, the more Ye Yang thought, the heavier his heart became. This Wang Yan was an instructor the Sect had recruited just these past few days.
His theoretical knowledge was extensive, but his practical skills were mediocre, and he often spouted eccentric ideas, advocating for a policy of appeasement. Many in the Sect already opposed him.
In his previous life, Ye Yang was a low-level civil servant. After an accidental death, he woke up to find himself reincarnated into this Xianxia world.
His talent was not considered good, nor was his bone structure particularly strong. However, his innate wisdom awakened early, coupled with diligent Cultivation, and the 'Unyielding' destiny.
Only then was he able to firmly occupy a position in the first echelon among Flying Heaven Gate Disciples.
Cultivation is a tough job. Most people give up once they can't see a goal; not many can persevere daily.
But when these specific Realms were converted into numbers, it gave him clear goals, making him even more able to persevere.
Daily perseverance leads to daily progress. One or two days might not show a difference, and three or five months might not be enough, but over ten or eight years, the gap will certainly widen.
And this world is not safe; demons run rampant, and war brings disaster.
There are Heaven-Devouring Demon Lords who devour an entire city of infants overnight.
There are also Great Demons whose spread wings blot out the sky and sun, causing volcanic eruptions and millions of miles of lava wherever they pass.
And countless alien immortals and evil gods treat humans as livestock, devouring them at will.
"Human lives are like ants, and the weak cannot even see tomorrow's sun."
Ye Yang clenched his fists, an indescribable sense of urgency welling up within him.
"Life is but a fleeting moment, like a white steed flashing past a crack. To transcend the sea of suffering and achieve eternal life, there is only one way—"
"Cultivation!"
In his previous life, he had witnessed the fragility of life. In this life, he understood even more the preciousness of life, vowing to achieve immortality and witness the changing tides.
Ye Yang flicked his finger, and a steel saber fell into his palm.
An ordinary steel saber, yet in his hand, it was no longer ordinary; its blade light burst forth, emanating a cold and ferocious glow.
Before long, a layer of white frost had already condensed on the ground.
Ye Yang put away his saber and stood, exhaling a puff of white mist. Immediately, a deep, guttural sound, like a bull or a toad, emanated from within his body.
That puff of white mist shot out from his nostrils, traveling over ten feet.
Frost Wind Saber Technique: Minor Achievement
Progress: 93%
Next Progress: Major Achievement
【Unyielding, wield the saber five thousand times daily, persist for three months to achieve it.】
After finishing his saber practice, Ye Yang constantly monitored the progress of his Cultivation. Just then, a voice came from outside.
"Good saber technique. This Frost Wind Saber Technique emphasizes desolation, decay, and hardship, making it extremely difficult to Cultivate. I didn't expect you to be nearing Major Achievement already."
"The Sect all says you Cultivate diligently, and it's truly not an empty boast. At your age, there are few as diligent as you; you are truly the most persistent one."
Ten years of continuous Cultivation, without missing a single day, his willpower was astonishing, his persistence unparalleled.
Ye Yang had gained some renown.
But that person sighed!
Diligent Cultivation might be effective in the Early Stage, but in the Late Stage, breaking through is not merely about effort.
No matter how capable a person is, what good is it? Ultimately, it cannot defy fate.
Ye Yang had not yet turned around but already knew who had arrived. He opened his mouth and laughed:
"Junior Martial Uncle Bai, why have you come?"
The newcomer was dressed in a green robe, short in stature, with a wisp of a beard and a limp leg. His cuffs were dark and greasy; snowflakes falling on the greasy spots instantly disappeared.
Hearing Ye Yang say this, the person spoke.
"You are at the critical moment of Awakening your Natal, and by rights, I shouldn't disturb you. But now the Sect is in peril."
"Among the younger generation, although Wang Dong has some strength, his Heart-Nature is lacking; he's young and impetuous, easily going to extremes."
"Zhang Bu'er, to put it nicely, is chivalrous and enjoys helping others; to put it less nicely, he's honest and naive, Unpolished by the world, untempered by the Mortal World."
"As for Yan Qingying, she's a female, from an ordinary background, and ultimately lacks sufficient foundation. After much thought, your talent is good, and you understand when to advance and retreat. Only by troubling you to make a trip will suffice."
Ye Yang nodded: "No problem. I just don't know what the purpose of leaving the Sect this time is?"
Yalong Ridge, where powers clashed, Flying Heaven Gate barely counted as a second-tier force.
However, in recent years, it had first been suppressed by the Five Poison Sect, then pursued by Taiyi Green Gate.
A few years ago, the Sect's major stronghold, "Peach Blossom Dock," was also invaded by bandits, leaving only the main base, "Twilight Danxia," in a difficult situation.
Calling it a third-rate fallen household was barely an exaggeration.
Seeing Bai Zizhen's expression gradually turn serious, Ye Yang felt uneasy.
He wasn't afraid of Junior Martial Uncle Bai assigning a task; he was just afraid of delaying time and missing the time for the Heaven-Worshipping Ceremony to awaken his Natal.
"It's nothing major. A few days ago, the Fork Zhang Family said they discovered a five-part water spirit field, but it was ruined by a large crocodile."
Pausing, Bai Zizhen continued.
"Their clan's Grand Elder is traveling far with the Sect Leader these days and isn't in the clan. They're afraid they can't hold it, so they hope the Sect will provide some support. To not affect your speed, I took the liberty of approving a Tuo Yun Horse for you."
Ye Yang nodded: "The Tuo Yun Horse is fast and stable. I can also Cultivate while traveling. A round trip will take ten days at most."
Tuo Yun Horses can carry ten thousand pounds and travel three thousand li a day. Since the First Ancestor accidentally obtained three, Flying Heaven Gate has cultivated and improved them for generations, and now there are eighteen.
When going out, only high-ranking Sect members have the right to ride them.
Generally, the Realm divisions for Cultivators in this world are Qi Channeling, Martial Person, Immortal Master, Daoist, and so on.
Qi Channeling has one to nine layers, while Martial Person has Early Stage, Middle Stage, Late Stage, Qi Nourishing, Qi Dispelling, and other Realms.
As for the specific divisions of the Immortal Master Realm, Ye Yang did not know.
Although the Fork Zhang Family is a minor force in Yalong Ridge, their highest Cultivator in the clan is at the third layer of the Martial Person Realm.
Ye Yang is currently at the sixth layer of the Qi Channeling Realm, which would only make him an Advanced Deacon in the Fork Zhang Family. Why would they send him?
Thinking of this, Ye Yang understood that there must be a deeper meaning.
"Junior Martial Uncle Bai is lying to me; he didn't tell the truth."
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