109: Chapter 109 Those who reach the summit may enter Kunlun.

The news of Kunlun entering the world swept across the entire Xuanhuang World, and the Southern Wasteland was the first to boil over.

Although the Ten Thousand Mountains were desolate, they could not block the countless Cultivators' longing for the Dao of Immortals.

On the first day the news spread, Cultivators nearby set off, gathering toward the Ten Thousand Mountains from all directions.

As time passed, more and more Cultivators flooded into the Southern Wasteland. In just a few days, rows of temporary camps were set up on the once-deserted outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Central Province, Heavenly Secret Pavilion.

Baili Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back on the clouds, gazing toward the south, a hint of complexity flashing in his eyes.

"Kunlun," he murmured, "Interesting, truly interesting."

He turned around, looked at the young Disciples sitting upright behind him, and said indifferently, "You should go as well."

"Although the Southern Wasteland is far, this trip is worth it."

... At this moment, on the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Mountains, countless Cultivators had already gathered.

They stood at the foot of the desolate Kunlun Mountain, looking up at the mist-shrouded peak, their eyes filled with both anticipation and trepidation.

"So many people."

A young Loose Cultivator tried hard to look ahead, but could only see a dense crowd of heads.

"Nonsense, with Cultivators from the five regions gathered here, how could there not be?" his companion whispered, his gaze scanning the crowd.

Discussions rose and fell as countless gazes swept through the crowd, appraising the Cultivators from various regions.

The local forces of the Southern Wasteland had naturally come as well.

Medicine King Valley, Piaomiao Sect, Qingyang Sect, Heavenly Sword Sect, the three great Imperial Dynasties... familiar faces appeared in the crowd. Their expressions were calm, but their eyes were equally filled with anticipation.

After all, this time Kunlun was accepting Disciples regardless of background or origin, looking only at Heart-Nature and fate.

This meant that even Disciples from small local forces in the Southern Wasteland, or even Loose Cultivators without any background, had a chance to join Kunlun.

This was the real reason why countless people were going crazy over it.

After all, who wouldn't want to join Kunlun, which could suppress a Half-Step Immortal, and cultivate supreme Dao techniques?

Just then, an exclamation suddenly rang out from the crowd.

"Look! What is that?"

Everyone's gaze turned simultaneously toward the peak of Kunlun Mountain.

Amidst the churning clouds and mist, a golden light shone from the peak, piercing through layers of fog and falling upon everyone.

The golden light grew brighter and more intense.

Immediately after, a towering ladder emerged slowly in the Void Realm.

The Dao-Asking Cloud Ladder extended down from the peak, passing through the clouds, through the desolation, and landing in front of the countless Cultivators.

Looking up, the ladder seemed to have no end, leading straight into the sky.

Everyone was stunned by this ladder that had appeared out of thin air.

"This... what is this?"

"Such strong dao rhyme! This ladder does not seem like an object of the mortal world!"

"Is this the foundation of Kunlun?"

Amidst the discussions, everyone's eyes were fixed on the towering ladder, filled with shock and longing.

They did not know what the ladder was for, but they could feel that it contained an indescribable power.

Just then, several streaks of light swept over from the peak and landed above the ladder.

The lights faded, revealing five figures. The one in the lead was none other than Qingxuan, followed by Elder Ling Xu, Elder Mu Bai, Elder Cangwu, and Cang Song.

The five stood side by side, releasing the aura of Tribulation Transcenders without reservation, pressing down on the hearts of everyone present.

The crowd instantly erupted.

"Five... five Tribulation Transcenders?"

"And they are not just ordinary Tribulation Transcenders! The one in front, the strength of his aura is even more terrifying than our Sect's Grand Elder!"

"Kunlun actually sent five Tribulation Transcenders to be in charge of recruiting Disciples? This... this is too extravagant!"

"Five Tribulation Transcenders, any one of whom could establish a Sect elsewhere, are actually just Elders in charge of recruiting Disciples in Kunlun?"

"Is this the foundation of Kunlun?"

Amidst the discussions, countless gazes fell on the five figures, filled with awe.

In the crowd, one figure was particularly eye-catching: a young man with an extraordinary aura.

Half a step behind him, an old man stood with his hands behind his back.

The old man looked ordinary, yet Cultivators within a few yards of him unconsciously kept their distance.

The young man was the Third Prince of the East Sea Dragon Clan, Ao Qin, and the old man beside him was his Dao Protector, Daoist Xuan Chong.

"Third Prince, this is Kunlun."

Daoist Xuan Chong spoke, his voice hoarse and low, a flash of complexity in his eyes.

"Five Tribulation Transcenders, and the one in front, his aura is no weaker than mine."

Ao Qin nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the five figures, a ripple finally appearing in his calm eyes.

"To be able to have Tribulation Transcenders personally in charge of recruiting Disciples, the foundation of Kunlun is likely even deeper than we imagined."

"The Third Prince is absolutely right," Daoist Xuan Chong nodded slightly.

The two looked at each other, both seeing the same gravity in each other's eyes.

They had come this time because the battle at Kunlun three months ago had alarmed the East Sea Dragon King, who had sent Ao Qin to investigate.

At this moment, Qingxuan, who was above the ladder, moved.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the dense crowd of Cultivators below. His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"Everyone."

"I am Kunlun Elder, Qingxuan."

"Today, Kunlun enters the world to recruit Disciples. Anyone who can reach the summit of the Dao-Asking Cloud Ladder and arrive at the Kunlun mountain gate may join Kunlun."

His voice echoed in the Void Realm, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"The Dao-Asking Cloud Ladder consists of ninety-nine steps."

"Each step is a test. The better one's Heart-Nature and the deeper one's dao affinity, the higher one will ascend."

"Those who reach the summit may enter the Kunlun mountain gate and become our Disciples."

Qingxuan paused, his gaze sweeping over the Cultivators with their varied expressions, and said indifferently, "Now, the Dao-Asking Cloud Ladder, open."

As his words fell, the Dao-Asking Cloud Ladder shook violently.

A golden light poured down from the top of the ladder, flowing over every stone step, illuminating the white jade-like surface.

The runes on both sides of the ladder lit up simultaneously, weaving into a huge web of light in the Void Realm, shrouding the entire ladder within.

The sound of the Dao emanated from the web of light, melodious and profound, as if traveling through time and space from the ancient era.

For a moment, everyone was deeply shocked by this spectacular sight.

Inside the Kunlun main hall at this moment, Jiang Changge used his Divine Sense to envelop the tens of thousands of Cultivators at the foot of the mountain.

Unfortunately, none of them were the "fated person" required by the System.

[Ding, Host, there is no need to be impatient. A fated person is something one encounters by chance, not something to be sought.]

Jiang Changge said helplessly, "You say that every time."

[Ding, Host, please wait patiently. Products from the System are always of high quality; the fated person will also be of high quality.]

"Fine then," Jiang Changge's Divine Sense remained enveloping the entire Kunlun mountain gate.

Although many Cultivators had come for this recruitment, in the context of the Xuanhuang World, it was only a small fraction.

Since the System said the time was not yet right, he would wait; he had plenty of time anyway.