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Time flies like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye, three years have swiftly passed. The sect has welcomed many new disciples, their eyes brimming with passion and dreams for the future.

The grand competition of the sect has also seen the rise of numerous dark horses, their fame soaring as they look down upon their peers with pride.

Yet there is one disciple who has become the nightmare of many—a figure donning a straw hat, leading a Black Bull spirit beast, notorious as the bane of the grand competition!

Encountering this person means preparing for an hour-long duel if you can't defeat him with a single strike. Many spectators have nightmares filled with straw hats come nightfall.

Those who face him in combat lament bitterly, with even a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi cultivation conceding directly, a testament to this person's ferocity.

However, due to the lengthy duels, he exhausts both mind and body, always falling outside the top five hundred in the rankings, to the great disappointment of many.

But this is merely gossip among the lower-ranked disciples. The real buzz each year is about who will make it into the top hundred of the sect, igniting the ambition of countless disciples.

This is precisely the Five Aggregates Sect's true intention—to use the Inner Disciples to spur on these dark horses, though the actual rewards for the victor remain unknown, certainly out of reach for Outer Disciples.

Only with a constant influx of fresh blood can the sect ensure its enduring legacy, with many disciples achieving breakthroughs during the grand competition.

In the low skies of the Jade Bamboo Range, a man and a bull fly stealthily towards the main hall of the sect, their pace neither hurried nor slow.

"Bull, a whole three thousand contribution points!" Chen Xun licks his lips and whispers.

"Moo!"

Black Bull's body stiffens with excitement, trembling at the thought of what treasures this could be exchanged for.

Yet, its expression is tinged with sadness, knowing that most of these points were earned through Chen Xun's countless injuries.

"What are you thinking about? Bull, let's go exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill recipe!"

"Moo~"

Their Immortal Sword whistles through the low skies. They dare not fly too high, lest they collide with some elder cultivator and find themselves in trouble. Chen Xun has even calculated the safe distance for flight.

Inside the Contribution Hall, there's a high platform that's almost always empty, reserved for Foundation Establishment elders. The Foundation Establishment Pill recipe is also kept there.

"Uncle-Master, I've come to exchange for the Foundation Establishment Pill recipe," Chen Xun says with a bow, handing over his Bagua token to the gaunt man on the platform, whose face is as skeletal as a zombie's.

The man looks at Chen Xun with a cold gaze, noting the disciple's eighth level of Qi cultivation and indeed, three thousand contribution points.

"The recipe is intended for Foundation Establishment cultivators. What use have you for it? The sect doesn't even offer the necessary spiritual herbs for exchange."

The gaunt man questions, his eyes piercing, "You can't refine it at the Qi cultivation phase. You'd better give me a good reason."

The sect dangles the recipe like a carrot before the Qi cultivation disciples, a cruel tease for those without the means to cook.

"I seek comfort in it. I wish to venture to the Secret realm of Nandou Mountain," Chen Xun replies.

"Then you certainly shouldn't waste your contributions on such a futile item."

"Uncle-Master may not know, but I was once a lone cultivator. This recipe is my obsession. Seeing it is like seeing Foundation Establishment right before my eyes..."

Chen Xun's voice trembles as he bows lower, his tattered straw hat seeming to speak of life's injustices.

"Granted."

The gaunt man nods, then adds, "Consider carefully. The journey to Nandou Mountain in half a year will not be easy."

Surprise flashes in Chen Xun's eyes. This zombie-like Uncle-Master is unexpectedly kind-hearted. "I will have no regrets," he says firmly.

The gaunt man gives Chen Xun a deep look, hands over the recipe, and empties the contribution points from the Bagua token.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master." Chen Xun takes the token with both hands and leaves with Black Bull.

They fly back to Medicine Valley on their sword, where Black Bull has even set up traps. If any thief enters, every detail will change.

"Moo~" Black Bull calls out to Chen Xun, indicating no one has been there.

"Let's go!" Chen Xun's eyes gleam with excitement as he rushes into his cave abode, eagerly taking out the Foundation Establishment Pill recipe.

"Rainbow Fruit, Moon Order Fruit, Tin Staff Flower, Ice Duck Grass, Cold Spirit Grass..."

Chen Xun mutters to himself, his eyes widening. He has never heard of or seen most of these spiritual herbs, only a few.

The Foundation Establishment Pill requires twenty-seven auxiliary herbs and three main ingredients: Earth Soul Vine, Yang Ginseng Lotus, and Nanmu Leaf.

"Moo?" Black Bull peers over, but none of the listed spiritual herbs are in their Medicine Valley.

"Foundation Establishment, the dantian transforming liquid, the birth of divine consciousness, and endless wonders."

Chen Xun sighs, envious and longing to experience what divine consciousness is, said to be even more powerful than the five senses.

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"Moo?"

"If it really takes a hundred years to reach Foundation Establishment, the Five Aggregates Sect won't have a place for us anymore."

Chen Xun speaks deliberately, looking at Black Bull, his eyes hardening, "In half a year, to the Secret realm of Nandou Mountain, we go!"

"Moo!" Black Bull stands up with a roar, a fighting spirit igniting in his eyes. Every immortal sect in the Kingdom Qian will send disciples there; that's the real battlefield.

"Let's go out every day to gather information; we need to start preparing."

Chen Xun says, knowing nothing about Nandou Mountain, not even its location.

The man and the bull gaze out from the cave abode, a hint of murderous intent flickering in their eyes. It seems they're truly gearing up for a fight.

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Half a year later, the Five Aggregates Sect is filled with the sound of bells. Figures from each peak fly on their swords with a cold determination, heading towards the Sect Leader's Peak.@@novelbin@@

The Secret realm of Nandou Mountain, which opens every twenty years in the Kingdom Qian, is about to commence. The elders and disciples from each peak are hopeful.

A bountiful harvest could elevate the sect to new heights. Many smaller sects have risen to prominence thanks to their ventures into Nandou Mountain.

This year, the number of applicants is exceptionally high, with several thousand hopefuls. Yet, only those ranked in the top two thousand from the grand competition of the sect have a chance.

Many elders walk down the mountain with a sense of loss, their hopes dashed.

They pack their bags and head down to the markets outside the mountain gate, built by the Five Aggregates Sect as a place for cultivators to trade.

The Steward Hall will assign them positions, and they will wait for time to pass until they return to dust, perhaps with their names unknown to anyone.

But there's an unwritten rule among the Inner Disciples: they are not allowed to participate in the journey to Nandou Mountain, for they will have their Foundation Establishment Pills.

In a Medicine Valley of the Five Aggregates Sect, within a cave abode.

The walls are cracked, and in the center, a pit is filled with a large, black cauldron, steaming with the thick scent of medicine.

The pit still has some charcoal, crackling away, but the cave abode is empty.

Today, the sky is clear, the distant mountains are lush, and a warm breeze blows.

Chen Xun and Black Bull leave Medicine Valley expressionless and begin their Sword Flight, heading straight for the Sect Leader's Peak.