The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1322: Mu Yunyang

"Good heavens, that was terrifying. What kind of people are they? Quite a few of them are already Human Emperors, right?"

"Are they really outer sect disciples? That cannot be true. How can they be that strong and still remain in the outer sect?"

The newly admitted disciples who had just been beaten senseless all wore miserable expressions. With strength like that, joining the inner sect should have been effortless.

Feng Ling said coldly, "Outer sect disciples generally have lower aptitude and limited future potential. Because of this, the threshold for entering the inner sect is extremely high. Unless you reach the fifth level of the Human Emperor realm, do not even think about entering the inner sect!"

"What?"

The new disciples instantly drooped like defeated roosters. They never expected that after missing the initial entry trial, the conditions for entering the inner sect would become so harsh.

"Of course, there are exceptions," Feng Ling continued. "Cultivation level is not the only standard for entering the inner sect."

She swept her gaze across the crowd and spoke slowly. "The ten people who live in the sky-tier Mingjian Towers are the strongest among the outer sect. If you can hold onto one of the top three towers for an entire year, you will have a very high chance of entering the inner sect."

"If you want better resources and if you want to shed the status of an outer sect disciple, there is only one path forward. You must become stronger!"

Her words instantly ignited a fighting spirit in everyone present. Each of them was a genius from a major faction. No one was willing to admit defeat easily.

This arrangement by the Dongling Immortal Pool was precisely meant to motivate outer sect disciples and draw out their fighting spirit and potential.

The Dongling Immortal Pool truly was a place where the strong rose and the weak were eliminated!

"Any other questions?" Feng Ling asked coldly.

Everyone shook their heads in unison. The rules were simple. Whoever had the stronger fist ruled!

"Very well. Rest properly today. Tomorrow, I will take you to choose your daily tasks!"

Feng Ling stepped into the air and departed. Before leaving, she cast a deep glance at Ling Feng, a trace of teasing amusement flashing in her eyes.

Clearly, she was quite interested in this outer sect disciple who had scored highly yet failed to enter the inner sect.

From beginning to end, Ling Feng's calm and composed demeanor had only intensified her curiosity.

Ling Feng felt uneasy under her gaze and muttered inwardly, What did I even do? How did I provoke this woman?

After Feng Ling left, Ling Feng casually chose a straw hut. When he was young, he wandered the land with his grandfather, who practiced medicine while traveling. He had lived in all kinds of conditions. Having a straw hut was already decent.

With time to spare, Ling Feng chopped down a few trees and patched the holes in the roof. He used fire elemental force to dry the muddy ground, then earth elemental force to level and reinforce the soil. After some simple work, the filthy and chaotic hut looked completely renewed.

Seeing how neatly Ling Feng had arranged his hut, the other new disciples began to imitate him. Unfortunately, these young masters and young ladies from noble backgrounds had no experience with such labor. One by one, they complained bitterly and wished they could abandon everything and leave.

Still, after going through so much trouble to enter the Dongling Immortal Pool, none of them were willing to give up.

After all, this was a sacred land of the human race where true geniuses gathered!

...

At the same time, in the Heavenly Realm, within Tianxin Palace.

Zu Xiaotian brought eleven newly admitted inner sect disciples to Tianxin Palace. Under normal circumstances, elders from the Five Spirit Hall would come to select suitable disciples. Those with outstanding aptitude might even be accepted as direct disciples.

Direct disciples and inner sect disciples existed on entirely different levels and could not be compared.

At that moment, a youth in red strode into Tianxin Hall. He clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute toward Zu Xiaotian and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Zu."

Zu Xiaotian nodded slightly. He was responsible for guiding the new disciples this time, so he naturally recognized the youth. This was Mu Yunyang, a disciple who had joined the Blazing Sun Divine Hall ten days earlier.

Mu Yunyang scanned the crowd but did not see his clansman Mu Feiyang. He frowned and quickly asked, "Senior Brother Zu, among the disciples entering the inner sect this time, there should be someone named Mu Feiyang. Was he not personally chosen by an elder of the Tempest Wind Hall and accepted as a direct disciple? Did something go wrong, or was he assigned to the outer sect?"

Zu Xiaotian shook his head and replied slowly, "Elder Zuo of the Tempest Wind Hall did mention this person. However, it seems he failed the trial at Demon Heaven Snow Ridge, so he lost his qualification to enter the Dongling Immortal Pool."

"What?"

Mu Yunyang cried out in shock. "Impossible. I know Feiyang's strength better than anyone. Demon Heaven Snow Ridge may be dangerous, but it should not have stopped him!"

"I do not know the details," Zu Xiaotian said calmly. "All I can say is that his name does not appear on the list of qualified disciples."

Zu Xiaotian shrugged. Although Mu Yunyang was a disciple of the Blazing Sun Divine Hall, he had only joined the Dongling Immortal Pool a few days ago. He was in no position to question him. The fact that Zu Xiaotian had answered so patiently was already out of respect for the Blazing Sun Divine Hall.

"How could he fail Demon Heaven Snow Ridge?" Mu Yunyang murmured.

He felt as though he had been struck by lightning. His fist clenched tightly as a terrifying thought flashed through his mind. Is Feiyang dead?

Elsewhere, Tuoba Yan was personally guided by the Moon Goddess into the Illusory Moon Divine Hall. The disciples were gathered, and Tuoba Yan's status as a direct disciple was formally announced.

Becoming the direct disciple of a hall master was entirely different from becoming the direct disciple of an ordinary elder. In an instant, Tuoba Yan's standing within the Illusory Moon Divine Hall surpassed that of many senior brothers and sisters who had been there for years. She became the envy of countless others.

After announcing Tuoba Yan's status, Saint Lady Hui Yue led her to a secluded courtyard filled with immortal mist and said slowly, "Yan'er, this will be your residence from now on."

Tuoba Yan pressed her lips together and bowed deeply. "Thank you, Master."

Saint Lady Hui Yue stood with her hands behind her back and studied Tuoba Yan for a moment before speaking calmly. "Mo Qiuhua treated you quite well. She even taught you the ultimate techniques she kept in reserve." 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Tuoba Yan froze for a moment, then replied, "Yes, Master... No, Senior Mo treated this disciple very well."

"You should know that Mo Qiuhua was once considered half my disciple," Saint Lady Hui Yue said indifferently. "Her abilities follow a lesser path. Being your teacher would only delay your Profound Yin Physique. I am the one most qualified to be your master, because like you, I also possess the Profound Yin Physique!"

Tuoba Yan bit her teeth lightly. From Saint Lady Hui Yue, she felt a sense of shared origin that made her feel close and familiar.

"The cultivation method you practice seems rather special," Saint Lady Hui Yue said with a slight frown.

"This disciple comes from the Tiance Clan," Tuoba Yan replied. "Our cultivation methods differ from ordinary ones."

As she spoke, Tuoba Yan summoned the Tiance Mirror and briefly displayed her Tianheng illusion technique.