113: Chapter 113 It all seems like a dream

Ao Qin straightened up, his gaze falling upon that figure in white, and an indescribable complexity surged within his heart.

He had seen countless experts in the East Sea Dragon Clan, and his father was even a Peak of Tribulation Transcendence existence, yet facing this Kunlun Sect Revered Master at this moment, he actually felt a sense of being unable to see through him.

The Sect Master just stood there, without any spiritual energy fluctuations leaking out, without any dao rhyme circulating, yet it was precisely this plain and ordinary feeling that made awe arise in his heart.

Mu Qingxue was also sizing up Jiang Changge, a trace of solemnity appearing on her cold, clear face.

She had seen the Grand Elder of the Ice and Snow Palace take action; that was the cultivation level of Peak of Tribulation Transcendence, and the moment their aura emerged, it was like the descent of heavenly might.

Yet, regarding this Kunlun Sect Revered Master, she could perceive nothing at all, as if the person standing before her was just an ordinary human.

But she knew, this was no ordinary human.

An ordinary human could not possibly make five Tribulation Transcenders bow their heads in obedience, nor could they establish such a fairyland-like Sect.

Baili Qingfeng's gaze fell upon Jiang Changge, a glint of sharp light flashing in his eyes.

He was a Disciple of the Tianji Pavilion and had practiced the art of deduction since childhood; at this moment, he subconsciously wanted to calculate the fate of this Kunlun Sect Revered Master.

But the moment his deductive power touched that white-clad figure, it was bounced back by an invisible force.

Baili Qingfeng's expression changed slightly, and he quickly reined in his mind, not daring to act presumptuously again.

Jiang Changge swept his gaze across the crowd, nodded slightly, and turned to look at Qingxuan beside him: "Elder Qingxuan, the following matters shall be left to you."

Qingxuan bowed to accept the order and turned to look at the nearly one hundred new Disciples.

His voice was steady and dignified: "I am the Kunlun Elder Qingxuan, responsible for assigning your Revered Masters."

He paused, his gaze falling upon Ao Qin: "Ao Qin, you shall enter under my tutelage."

Ao Qin stepped forward and bowed: "Yes, Elder."

Qingxuan nodded slightly and shifted his gaze to Mu Qingxue: "Mu Qingxue, you shall enter under Elder Ling Xu's tutelage."

Elder Ling Xu stepped out from behind Qingxuan, glanced at Mu Qingxue, and said indifferently: "Follow me."

Mu Qingxue bowed slightly and followed behind him.

"Baili Qingfeng, you shall enter under Elder Mu Bai's tutelage."

Elder Mu Bai glanced at Baili Qingfeng, said nothing, and simply turned to walk toward one side of the plaza; Baili Qingfeng hurriedly followed.

"Yan Pojun, you shall enter under Elder Cangwu's tutelage."

The remaining Disciples were also successively assigned to the tutelage of Elder Cang Song and several other Tribulation Transcender Elders.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the nearly one hundred Disciples were all assigned.

Seeing that the assignments were settled, Qingxuan spoke again: "The Technique Pavilion is on the east side of the Main Peak and has nine floors in total. The first to third floors house Profound Rank Cultivation Techniques, the fourth to sixth floors house Earth Rank Cultivation Techniques, and the seventh to ninth floors house Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques."

His voice was not loud, yet it exploded like a thunderclap in the ears of every new Disciple.

Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques! The seventh to ninth floors all housed Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques!

Ao Qin's pupils contracted sharply. The Dragon Clan Palace also had Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques, but there were only a few, and most were incomplete, regarded by the Dragon Clan as secret techniques never to be passed on.

Yet, listening to Elder Qingxuan's tone, it seemed Kunlun's Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques were not just one or two, but three whole floors!

The hand holding the folding fan of Baili Qingfeng trembled slightly. The Tianji Pavilion had a Legacy spanning hundreds of thousands of years, and the library contained tens of thousands of Cultivation Techniques, but the Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques could be counted on one hand.

Each one was strictly guarded by the Grand Elders of the Pavilion, and ordinary Disciples did not even have the qualifications to take a single glance at them.

And Kunlun actually had three whole floors of Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques?

Those Loose Cultivators with slightly poorer backgrounds were completely stunned at this moment.

Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques—those were things they didn't even dare to dream of, yet now they were right there in the Kunlun Technique Pavilion, and they even had the qualifications to choose them.

In the crowd, someone couldn't help but whisper: "Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques, am I not dreaming?"

"Me too, I feel like I'm dreaming."

"What kind of place is Kunlun exactly?"

Although the murmurs were low, they surged like a tide.

Qingxuan did not stop them; he knew these new Disciples needed time to digest this.

When the murmurs gradually subsided, Qingxuan spoke again: "The Technique Pavilion is now open to you all; each person is limited to choosing one."

"After you have chosen, you may proceed to the Immortal Peak where your respective Revered Masters reside; residences have already been prepared for you there."

As his voice fell, Ao Qin was the first to step forward and walk toward the Technique Pavilion.

Mu Qingxue, Baili Qingfeng, Yan Pojun, and the others followed closely behind, and nearly one hundred new Disciples rushed toward that nine-story building.

The Technique Pavilion was located on the east side of the Main Peak. It was a nine-story pavilion, built entirely of cyan jade, with flying eaves and upturned corners, ancient and solemn.

Above the pavilion gate, the three ancient seal characters for "Technique Pavilion" were written with vigorous brushwork, with golden light faintly circulating within them.

The moment Ao Qin stepped into the Technique Pavilion, his gaze was attracted by those neatly arranged Jade Slips of Cultivation Techniques.

The first floor contained Profound Rank Cultivation Techniques, densely packed across the entire wall, numbering in the thousands.

He did not stop and walked straight upstairs.

The second floor, the third floor, the fourth floor—not until the seventh floor did his footsteps stop.

The seventh floor was much smaller than the floors below, with only dozens of white jade shelves, and each shelf held only a few Jade Slips.

But next to every Jade Slip, the name and rank of the Cultivation Technique were marked.

Ao Qin's gaze moved from one Jade Slip to another, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

He saw several types of Intermediate Heaven Rank Cultivation Techniques, and there were even a few Jade Slips marked as Advanced Heaven Rank.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and began to carefully select a Cultivation Technique suitable for himself. He understood that a Cultivation Technique was not about the height of its rank, but about whether it suited oneself.

Mu Qingxue stood before a bookshelf on the eighth floor, her gaze falling upon a Jade Slip exuding a chill.

Next to the Jade Slip were a few characters marked: "Ice Heart Spirit Physique Art", Intermediate Heaven Rank, custom-made for the Ice Attribute Physique.

She reached out to take the Jade Slip, held it in her palm, and feeling the chill contained within it, a trace of a smile finally appeared on her cold, clear face.

This Cultivation Technique seemed as if it had been custom-made for her.

Baili Qingfeng wandered on the seventh floor for a long time, eventually choosing an Intermediate Heaven Rank deduction Cultivation Technique, "Heavenly Derivation Divine Calculation".

This was a complete deduction Cultivation Technique that even the Tianji Pavilion did not possess, enough to allow him to go further on the path of deduction.

Nearly one hundred new Disciples had all selected Cultivation Techniques suitable for themselves. When they walked out of the Technique Pavilion, their faces, without exception, all carried unconcealable excitement and shock.

Those Prodigies from top forces in various regions had to admit at this moment that Kunlun's foundation far exceeded their imagination.

And those Loose Cultivators with ordinary backgrounds were even more filled with deep emotion.

They had never thought that one day they would be able to join such a Sect and practice such Cultivation Techniques.

Everything, it all feels like a dream.

But they knew, this was not a dream; this was real, and within their reach.

And all of this stemmed from that towering Kunlun Sect gate, from that white-clad figure, and from their choice today.