Exploring Immortality Cultivation

The Martial Arts Examination would ultimately last for twelve days, which was far longer than other examinations, but considering the ten thousand participants and thirty matches each, twelve days were actually not long at all.

After one match concluded, the two competitors would quickly exit the stage, and two individuals who had already been prepared at the edge of the field would swiftly take their place. Then the calculator would automatically select members with similar rankings and suitable conditions for the Martial Arts Examination, having them wait by the side of the field.

Under this highly efficient method, the Martial Arts Examination proceeded rapidly. In Wang Qi's words, it was like a progress bar that seemed long but actually moved quite quickly.

Countless eyes watched the Martial Arts Examination as it unfolded like a carousel lantern, most of which belonged to the disciples participating in this examination. They were all keeping an eye on other Immortal Institute disciples whose rankings were close to their own. They were frantically analyzing the data of these potential opponents, hoping to develop a reasonable strategy to gain more advantages in actual combat.

Another group paying attention to the Martial Arts Examination was the representatives of the major sects qualified to recruit from the Immortal Institute.

Disciples who could enter the Immortal Institute were generally cherry-picked geniuses from all over Shenzhou, with their talents undoubtedly being one in a hundred. Normally, these geniuses would not consider invitations from ordinary sects. The ones that could attract them were mostly the Immortal Alliance's Five Exceedingly Great Sects and the first-rate sects just below them.

Over time, smaller sects stopped coming to the Immortal Institute. They would only recruit Seekers of Immortality who could not enter the Institute from the various local examination branches. Of course, there were exceptions, as some disciples at the bottom of the Immortal Institute rankings might be willing to be "a big fish in a small pond rather than a small fish in a big pond" and join second-rate sects. So there were a few second-rate sect Elders who came to try their luck.

Through their eyes, this competition appeared different.

What the Immortal Alliance needed were not Cultivators who could kill or fight wars. To the Alliance, such Cultivators were so cheap as to be negligible. What this organization needed most were those Seeking Dao.

Hence, in the Martial Arts Examination, the outcome of each match was secondary. What these long-established Cultivators were looking for was the "concepts" or "thoughts" that the new disciples exhibited in battle.

Of course, there were some exceptions. When a disciple's combat record was truly frightening, these recruiting Grandmasters would also express their astonishment.

For example, right now.

"Ai Changyuan, that kid, won again!"

"That's terrifying... When I was in the Qi Cultivation Stage, I was probably not even one-tenth as talented as him."

"He truly is a descendant of the Yuanli Master!"

Ai Changyuan, thirteen matches, thirteen victories, and more impressively, ten of those were won with a single move!

Some looked towards the combat field with joy or mixed emotions, observing the youth who, ignoring the cheers of the crowd, rested alone mid-air.

Before the Martial Arts Examination, the most common impression of him was "the guy who lost once." He had already gained the reputation of being invincible among his peers!

Those with more active minds turned their attention to another youth. Since Ai Changyuan was so powerful, what was the advantage of Wang Qi, who had once defeated Ai Changyuan?

Wang Qi, twelve matches, twelve victories! What's more important, he crushed his opponents with absolute strength in every match!

"Is this still the Banished Immortal?"

"The Banished Immortal has an almost instinctual understanding of using mana, but knows the method without knowing the reason..."

Wang Qi's performance made many small sects' recruiting officers ponder. They were not like the main sects of the Immortal Alliance, who could disregard Grandmasters. For them, becoming a Great Grandmaster was the pinnacle. And looking at Wang Qi, if he couldn't cross the Primordial Spirit Heaven Barrier to become a Primordial Spirit Master, he could still become Shenzhou's First Golden Core, unbeatable under the Primordial Spirit!

For these small sects, such strength could still be considered core combat power!

With this in mind, many recruiting officers who had originally been without hope suddenly became eager. The Great Sects may care about face and pedigree and might not want to recruit the Banished Immortal, but we don't mind!

If they had heard what these officers were thinking, Deng Jiaxuan would certainly have scoffed. In fact, he was currently very troubled by Wang Qi's choices.

"How could this be? Whether it's Burning Gold Valley, Tianling Ridge, or the Guiyi Alliance's various members, the conditions they are offering are all very good! Why is he so fixated on Wanfa Sect?"

Chen Jingyun looked through the floating operation interface in front of him and replied indifferently, "Let nature take its course. Forcing someone to change their aspirations at the stage of choosing a sect is against the rules."

Deng Jiaxuan coughed impatiently: "Cough cough... Do you know, Jingyun? That kid is really taking what you said seriously!"

"It's indeed true," Chen Jingyun replied blandly. "If he truly is the Banished Immortal, it's unlikely he'll comprehend the Dao, so whether he kneels or not makes no difference, right? If he does achieve results and prove he is not the Banished Immortal, then it would be my misjudgment, and what's the harm in kneeling before him?"

Deng Jiaxuan appeared to give up and sat down heavily: "Forget it—what are you looking at?"

"Our sect's branches and businesses all over the place. If we can't let him return to the Mountain Gate, we have to arrange a place for him. For such a special case, my subordinates find it a challenge, so I as the Sect Leader have to take charge myself."

Deng Jiaxuan asked in disbelief, "You're acting this quickly?"

Chen Jingyun brought up the Written Test scores and handed the score sheet to Deng Jiaxuan: "Take a look."

Deng Jiaxuan glanced at it: "There are quite a few perfect scores this year."

Chen Jingyun said, "Wang Qi's perfect score in theory is right here. And given his demonstrated combat power, most new disciples are no match for him, so what truly determines Wang Qi's treatment are only three or four matches—I'm only concerned about those three or four."

Deng Jiaxuan's expression changed: "Are you intending to?"

"I've made some slight changes to the calculator's logic; it will prioritize matching Wang Qi against the few disciples with the strongest combat power. As long as those few matches are over, I can decide Wang Qi's status and his future."

Just then, a mechanical synthesized voice reached the two: "Xinyue Immortal Institute, Wang Qi, Tianye Immortal Institute, Sun Sheng, please prepare at Field No. 7 of Dao Yi!"

Chen Jingyun looked up, gazing outside: "Here we go, it's started."