The journey to Tianlu City was far from easy. The forest thinned gradually, giving way to rolling hills and rocky terrain. Zhang Wei's legs ached from the hours of walking, but Lin Xiyu's pace never slowed. She moved with the confidence of someone who had traveled this path many times before.
"How much farther?" Zhang Wei asked, his voice tinged with exhaustion.
"Not long," Lin Xiyu replied, glancing over her shoulder. "Tianlu City is at the foot of that mountain." She pointed toward a massive peak in the distance, its summit hidden in the clouds.
Zhang Wei sighed, adjusting the straps of his crude bag. "Finally. I could use a break."
Lin Xiyu smirked. "Don't get too comfortable. Tianlu may be a city, but it's no less dangerous than the wilderness. Keep your wits about you."
The warning sent a chill down Zhang Wei's spine. He tightened his grip on his spear, his eyes scanning the horizon.
As they approached the city, the road grew busier. Merchants with heavily laden carts, groups of travelers, and even armored guards passed them by. Zhang Wei's eyes widened at the sight of cultivators—men and women dressed in flowing robes, their movements exuding an otherworldly grace.
"Are they…?" Zhang Wei began.
"Cultivators," Lin Xiyu finished, nodding. "Tianlu City attracts all kinds. Some come to trade, others to recruit or challenge rivals. It's a hub for anyone serious about cultivation."
They reached the city gates just as the sun dipped below the horizon. The towering walls loomed above them, adorned with intricate carvings that seemed to shimmer in the fading light. Guards stood at attention, their eyes sharp as they scrutinized every newcomer.
Lin Xiyu stepped forward, producing a small token from her bag. The guards inspected it briefly before waving them through.
"Stick close," Lin Xiyu said as they entered the bustling streets. "You'll get lost if you're not careful."
Zhang Wei nodded, his eyes darting around as he took in the sights and sounds of Tianlu City. The streets were lined with stalls selling everything from exotic herbs to glowing weapons. The air buzzed with the chatter of merchants and the occasional shout of an argument.
"Impressive, isn't it?" Lin Xiyu said, noticing his awe.
Zhang Wei nodded. "It's… overwhelming."
Lin Xiyu led him to a small inn tucked away in a quieter part of the city. The innkeeper, a stout woman with a warm smile, greeted them and showed them to their rooms.
"Rest up," Lin Xiyu said, tossing Zhang Wei a small pouch of coins. "You'll need energy for tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" Zhang Wei asked, catching the pouch.
Lin Xiyu smirked. "You're going to meet someone who can help you get stronger. Sleep well, Zhang Wei."
The next morning, Zhang Wei found himself standing outside the Azure Sky Sect's recruitment hall. The massive structure was built into the side of the mountain, its stone walls adorned with banners bearing the sect's emblem—a soaring azure eagle.
Lin Xiyu had accompanied him but stood a few steps back, observing quietly.
"Why are we here?" Zhang Wei asked, his gaze lingering on the intimidating building.
"To join the sect," Lin Xiyu replied simply. "You want to get stronger, don't you? This is the best place to start."
Zhang Wei hesitated, his grip tightening on his spear. "And what about you?"
Lin Xiyu shrugged. "I have my own path. But consider this repayment for saving my life yesterday."
Before Zhang Wei could respond, the large doors of the hall creaked open, and a man stepped out. He was tall and imposing, his dark robes trimmed with silver. His piercing gaze swept over Zhang Wei, making him feel as though his every secret had been laid bare.
"You wish to join the Azure Sky Sect?" the man asked, his voice deep and commanding.
Zhang Wei swallowed hard. "Yes, I do."
The man's eyes narrowed. "Then prove your worth. The Azure Sky Sect has no room for the weak."
He gestured toward the open hall, where several other hopeful recruits were gathered. Zhang Wei followed his gaze and saw that the room was set up like an arena, with various stations for testing strength, speed, and Qi control.
"You will undergo three trials," the man explained. "Only those who pass all three will be admitted. Do you accept this challenge?"
Zhang Wei took a deep breath, his heart pounding. "I accept."
The first trial tested physical strength. Zhang Wei was instructed to lift a series of weighted stones, each heavier than the last. His muscles strained as he hoisted the final stone, sweat dripping from his brow. He barely managed to set it down before his legs gave out.
"Pass," the examiner said curtly, marking a scroll.
The second trial measured speed and agility. Zhang Wei was tasked with navigating an obstacle course while dodging incoming projectiles. He stumbled more than once but managed to cross the finish line without getting hit.
"Pass," the examiner repeated, though his tone was less impressed.
The final trial focused on Qi control. Zhang Wei was given a small orb and instructed to channel his Qi into it, making it glow. This was the most daunting task, as his control over Qi was still rudimentary at best.
He closed his eyes, focusing on the techniques from the Qi Condensation Manual. Slowly, he guided the energy within him toward the orb. At first, nothing happened, but with persistence, the orb began to glow faintly.
"Barely pass," the examiner said, his expression unreadable.
Zhang Wei exhaled heavily, relief washing over him.
The tall man from before stepped forward, his expression still stern. "You have passed the trials, though only just. Welcome to the Azure Sky Sect, Zhang Wei."
A wave of emotions surged through Zhang Wei—relief, pride, and a lingering sense of unease. He had made it, but he knew this was only the beginning.
As he left the hall, Lin Xiyu was waiting for him.
"Congratulations," she said, a rare smile gracing her lips. "You've taken your first step."
Zhang Wei nodded, his determination renewed. "Thank you, Lin Xiyu. For everything."
"Don't thank me yet," she said, her smile fading. "The sect is no place for the faint of heart. Be careful, Zhang Wei."
With those parting words, she turned and disappeared into the crowd, leaving Zhang Wei to face the uncertain path ahead.
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Chapter 6: Trials Within the Azure Sky Sect
The Azure Sky Sect's sprawling compound was built into the mountain, a labyrinth of stone halls, training fields, and meditation chambers. Zhang Wei followed a senior disciple through the complex, his eyes wide as he took in the grandeur.
Tall towers pierced the sky, their golden spires glinting in the sunlight. Disciples in flowing azure robes practiced cultivation techniques in the courtyards, their movements fluid and precise. The air itself seemed charged with energy, humming faintly as if responding to the Qi of the many cultivators.
"This will be your residence," the senior disciple said, stopping outside a modest stone building. He handed Zhang Wei a key and a scroll. "Your schedule and rules are listed here. Break them, and you'll answer to the elders."
Zhang Wei took the scroll, nodding. "Understood."
The disciple glanced at him, his expression neutral. "The Azure Sky Sect rewards strength and discipline. If you want to survive here, you'll need both." Without another word, he turned and walked away.
Zhang Wei entered the building, which consisted of a single small room with a bed, a desk, and a meditation mat. It was sparse but functional. He placed his spear in the corner and unrolled the scroll, scanning its contents.
The schedule was rigorous, with hours devoted to physical training, Qi cultivation, and lectures on sect history and techniques. Zhang Wei sighed, rubbing his temples. "This is going to be tough."
The next morning, Zhang Wei reported to the training grounds along with other new recruits. The instructor, a stern-looking woman with sharp features, stood at the front of the group.
"I am Elder Hua," she announced, her voice cutting through the murmurs of the recruits. "Your progress in this sect will depend on your ability to adapt and excel. The weak will be left behind, and the incompetent will be expelled."
Her gaze swept over the group, lingering on Zhang Wei for a moment. He straightened under her scrutiny, determined not to show weakness.
"We begin with combat trials," Elder Hua continued. "Each of you will face a fellow recruit. Show us your skills, or lack thereof."
The recruits were paired off, and Zhang Wei found himself facing a burly young man named Gao Feng. The smirk on Gao Feng's face told Zhang Wei he wasn't being taken seriously.
"This won't take long," Gao Feng said, cracking his knuckles.
Zhang Wei tightened his grip on his spear. "We'll see about that."
The duel began, and Gao Feng charged forward, his fists glowing faintly with Qi. Zhang Wei dodged the first strike, his movements clumsy but effective. Gao Feng's second punch grazed his shoulder, sending a jolt of pain through his arm.
"You're too slow," Gao Feng taunted, his smirk widening.
Zhang Wei gritted his teeth, focusing on the techniques he had practiced. He feinted left, then struck with the butt of his spear, catching Gao Feng off guard. The larger man staggered back, his expression darkening.
"You got lucky," Gao Feng growled, his Qi flaring as he lunged again.
Zhang Wei parried with his spear, the clash of energy sending vibrations up his arms. He pivoted, using Gao Feng's momentum against him, and struck his opponent's legs, forcing him to his knees.
Before Gao Feng could recover, Zhang Wei pressed the tip of his spear against the man's chest. "Yield," he said, breathing heavily.
Gao Feng glared at him but nodded reluctantly.
"Winner: Zhang Wei," Elder Hua declared, her tone neutral but her eyes showing a hint of approval. "Not bad for a newcomer."
The next part of the day was devoted to Qi cultivation. The recruits gathered in a meditation hall, where Elder Hua explained the importance of balancing physical strength with spiritual energy.
"Qi is the essence of life," she said. "Control it, and you control your destiny. Lose control, and you'll destroy yourself."
Zhang Wei sat cross-legged on the cool stone floor, closing his eyes as he followed the elder's guidance. He visualized the energy flowing around him, drawing it into his Dantian.
The process was slow and painstaking, but Zhang Wei's determination never wavered. By the end of the session, he could feel his Qi reserves expanding, albeit slightly.
Progress detected. Host is approaching the peak of the First Qi Layer.
The system's voice gave Zhang Wei a small boost of confidence. He was improving, even if only incrementally.
As the sun set, Zhang Wei returned to his room, his body sore and his mind buzzing with everything he had learned. He collapsed onto the bed, staring at the ceiling as he reflected on the day's events.
The sect was far more intense than he had imagined, but it also presented an opportunity. The resources, training, and guidance here were unlike anything he could have found on his own.
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. He sat up, frowning. "Who is it?"
The door opened, and Lin Xiyu stepped inside, her expression unreadable.
"Lin Xiyu?" Zhang Wei said, surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to check on you," she said, leaning against the wall. "You survived your first day. That's more than I expected."
Zhang Wei raised an eyebrow. "Should I be flattered or offended?"
"Take it however you want," she said with a faint smirk. Her expression turned serious. "Listen, Zhang Wei. The sect is full of people who will try to tear you down. Don't trust anyone blindly."
"I figured as much," Zhang Wei said. "But why are you telling me this?"
Lin Xiyu hesitated before replying. "Let's just say I've seen too many good people crushed under the weight of this place. Don't let that happen to you."
Zhang Wei nodded, her words sinking in. "Thanks, Lin Xiyu."
She pushed off the wall, heading for the door. "Don't mention it. And try not to get yourself killed."
As she left, Zhang Wei leaned back against the wall, her warning echoing in his mind. The Azure Sky Sect was a place of opportunity, but also danger. If he wanted to thrive here, he would need to grow stronger, faster.
The system's voice chimed in: New quest unlocked. Prepare for the Sect Tournament.
Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed, his determination hardening. The path ahead was uncertain, but one thing was clear—he wouldn't let this world break him.