The Wicked Man

The previous batch of probationary disciples had left, and the probationary disciple area was truly empty.

Of the five hundred probationary disciples, only twenty had become formal disciples. Emperor Capital was first, Qiu Li second, and Chi Yu third.

This stepping stone of the well-known Great Emperor Seedling finally surpassed the Great Emperor Seedling and exceeded other cultivators as well.

After becoming formal disciples, they truly experienced the pressure of cultivation.

Formal disciples were all outstanding geniuses in the star realm who worked hard at cultivation. Basically, it was a competition to see who could work harder.

Some formal disciples even closed themselves off in seclusion for two thousand years, vowing to break through to the Sea Inversing Realm.

This statement and seclusion time attracted the attention of many cultivators, expecting this Mountain Moving realm pinnacle disciple to successfully break through to the Sea Inversing Realm.

But in the two thousandth year, something seemed wrong.

Because the lifespan of those in the Mountain Moving Realm seemed to only be three thousand years, after deducting previous cultivation time in lower realms.

So they went into the cave dwelling to check.

My goodness.

It was a rather explicit scene, a skeleton sitting in meditation.

The ending was tragic, but the purpose was good.

The elders still extolled this spirit, encouraging the disciples to learn this attitude.

This showed the formal disciples' thirst for strength, as only with strength could they stand firm in the Blue Sky Sword Sea.

There was also competition among the formal disciples, competing for elder positions.

The Blue Sky Sword Sea opened up ten elder seats every thousand years, to be ascended to by the top ten ranked disciples.

The position of Blue Sky Sword Sea elder was far higher than the junior elders among the probationary disciples.

After the word "elder" came the word "seat", after junior elder came the word "position".

This showed the difference.

Moreover, the elders were truly recorded in the sect's historical records, and the minimum cultivation level of elders had to be the fourth layer of the Sea Inversing Realm.

This resulted in extremely intense competition among the formal disciples, as who wanted to remain a disciple for life? They all wanted to become elders.

So they had to fight, to determine the hierarchy and supremacy, otherwise why should they let you become an elder?

Unless your father was the sect leader.

This was the situation among the formal disciples, with the pressure of competition and hierarchy weighing on them like mountains.

But in fact, the pressure was not too great on the leading Great Emperor Seedlings, as they were elites with extraordinary talents, destined to become elders.

The pressure was also not too great on the bottom mysterious races and supreme races, because they could never become elders. Although they still cultivated diligently, they did not have worldly desires.

The ones who truly worked hard were the disciples ranked in the middle, neither able to rise nor fall.

They could not compare with the Great Emperor Seedlings above them or look down on the mysterious races below them.

They were stuck here.

The sorrow of geniuses was encountering even more ferocious geniuses.

Emperor Capital and Qiu Li understood this deeply.

They had already started thinking, waiting for Chen Xia to come out of seclusion... out of prison. If Chen Xia really broke through to the Sea Inversing Realm.

Then what kind of monster would Chen Xia be...

The empty and spacious probationary disciple area of the Blue Sky Sword Sect that had been silent for decades finally welcomed new people today.

They were new probationary disciples.

There were more than the previous batch, a total of eight hundred, but the quality was far worse than the previous batch.

There was only one Great Emperor Seedling.

Most were Ancient Races and Strange Races, which lowered the talent and combat power.

But these Ancient Races and Strange Races did not yet understand the situation, thinking the Blue Sky Sword Sect was only one or two levels higher than their own remote hometowns.

So at this time they were excitedly conversing, preparing to show off their skills and make a name for themselves.

Basically, probationary disciples from remote areas would have this idea at the start, wanting to make a name among the geniuses.

But soon they would taste failure. Ancient Races would be taught a lesson by Mysterious Races, and Mysterious Races would be beat by Supreme Races.

And above were still Mythical Races and Great Emperor Seedlings.

How could they fight that?

In the existence of the Blue Sky Sword Sect over several great ages, the number of disciples from remote areas who had made a name for themselves was negligible.

In this great age there was only one person.

Chen Xia, who had been imprisoned for hundreds of years!

But Chen Xia was a Great Emperor Seedling from a remote area, and could not be lumped together with these Ancient Races.

On the first day the new probationary disciples entered, they were allotted cave dwellings.

Naturally there were good and bad cave dwellings, divided according to talent and strength.

The presiding junior elder waved his hand, letting them choose for themselves. It didn't matter how they chose or what they chose, as long as they could defend it.

This was the Blue Sky Sword Sect's first test, and first sorting of strength.

The sole Great Emperor Seedling was a heroic looking woman, wearing golden yellow clothes, directly picking a prestigious cave dwelling.

This cave dwelling was located in the central area, previously inhabited by Emperor Capital, quite a good location.

Some probationary disciples looked over, saw it was occupied by this young master, and gave up thoughts of seizing it, continuing to look for others.

"The only Great Emperor Seedling Li Yang has chosen a cave dwelling, we should be able to choose freely now right?"

Two supreme races smiled and discussed.

One wore a purple cloud crown, smiling confidently, waving a fan in his hand.

"Li Yang has chosen, we don't need to worry about the rest. Among these eight hundred probationary disciples, we should be able to firmly enter the top ten. Becoming formal disciples later is set in stone."

"Indeed, our strength is far above these Ancient Races."

Smiling, the two turned to a spacious cave dwelling outside of which was an extravagant gold pavilion, extremely finely built, somewhat out of place in the probationary disciple area.

The purple cloud crown man looked pleased and intended to enter.

The junior elder in the sky suddenly became nervous, flickering down to stop him.

"You can't choose this cave dwelling, pick another one."

The purple cloud crown man was somewhat puzzled. "Can't we just freely choose and occupy?"

"No more nonsense," the junior elder waved his hand. "I said you can't live here means you can't. Don't you want to live? I want to live."

The purple cloud crown man didn't understand, but didn't want to offend the junior elder either. But to save face, he asked another question.

"Is it improper etiquette? My family is Purple Gold White Lingjiao, we have no lack of money. I'd like to make friends with Elder."

The junior elder quickly shook his head. "It's not about money. Just don't make things difficult over this cave dwelling."

Seeing money was useless, the purple cloud crown man didn't say more. Frowning, he tapped this cave dwelling and turned to leave.

The junior elder secretly breathed a sigh of relief, just now was dangerous, almost causing big trouble. At the same time he disdainfully shook his head at the purple cloud crown man.

It wasn't about lacking money! It was about lacking fist strength!

This was Chen Xia's cave dwelling!

And according to the sect's rules, after being imprisoned for five hundred years, Chen Xia would return as a probationary disciple.

That meant Chen Xia would live here when he came back.

Who would dare live here?

The junior elder himself didn't even dare live here.

Qiong Qi's severed head was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to become the next Qiong Qi.

But in fact, he couldn't become the next Qiong Qi either, because he was far from comparable to Qiong Qi.

The junior elder stood guard outside the cave dwelling, deciding not to leave today in order to protect it.

Otherwise when Chen Xia came back and found someone else living in his home, the probationary disciple living there would only get a beating.

But as the overseer, he, the junior elder, would get at least two beatings.

Who in the Blue Sky Sword Sect didn't know Chen Xia's infamous reputation now?

Beheading the head of a Great Emperor Seedling, imprisoned in the Blue Sky Sword Sea for five hundred years!

Borrowing three hundred thousand spirit stones without repaying a penny!

The great villain of the Blue Sky Sword Sect - Chen Xia!