Demonic Sect, Chu Sheng Sect.
Layers of clouds, surging like fury, mountain peaks with various scenery like islands in the sea of clouds, scattered like chess pieces on a chessboard.
At the outermost edge of the chessboard, a peak stood significantly shorter than the others, as if its top had been sliced off, leaving only a flat area. On the flat summit, flying boats landed and took off, and the newly entered Named Disciples were currently lined up.
Lü Yang was one of them.
He had just undergone Transmigration, appearing here as soon as he opened his eyes. The residual memories in his body told him that his current situation was not very good.
According to the original body's memory, there was a kingdom under the jurisdiction of the Chu Sheng Sect called "Chen."
Every three years, the Kingdom of Chen would send a batch of Named Disciples to the Chu Sheng Sect, while the Chu Sheng Sect ensured favorable weather for the Kingdom of Chen and that the imperial family remained as steady as Mount Tai.
At first glance, it seemed like a great Opportunity to join an immortal sect and live forever.
In reality, however, none of the high officials and nobles of the Kingdom of Chen were willing to come. Only commoners like Lü Yang were sent as "blood offerings."
After all, even though thousands of Named Disciples were sent to the Chu Sheng Sect every three years, the number of official Disciples never significantly increased. Only the Named Disciples disappeared one by one without a trace, as if they weren't going to some cultivation Holy Land, but into a bottomless abyss.
Just thinking about it was enough to make one's blood run cold.
"No wonder I'm so weak, I feel like my body has been hollowed out."
Lü Yang squeezed his arm; it was all soft flesh without a single hard muscle. He felt even worse. Just as he was about to stand up, a burst of pain came from his chest.
"The original body seems to have a disease, this disease is... Fuck!"
Lü Yang cursed a few more times. This was no longer just a matter of weakness; it was a terminal illness. It looked like he didn't have many days left to live.
Just as Lü Yang was in utter despair, thinking he was about to speed-run his death right after Transmigration.
A tiny point of light suddenly appeared before his eyes, then expanded rapidly, turning into a screen at a speed visible to the naked eye!
[Name: Lü Yang]
[Lifespan: 18]
[cultivation: None]
[Talent: None]
[Cultivation Technique: None]
[Divine Ability: None]
[Treasure: None]
At this moment, looking at the System interface before him, Lü Yang suddenly felt like crying. Haven't you heard that heaven never Seals off all paths? As long as I want to walk, the path is beneath my feet!
System, add points for me!
Then, Lü Yang was dumbfounded.
Because he searched left and right, flipped up and down, but he just couldn't see the plus sign he longed for in the skills column, not even a minus sign.
"Wait, System, where are my points?"
After searching for a long time, Lü Yang had to desperately admit a fact: the personal panel before him didn't seem to have a point-adding function.
In other words, if he wanted to improve, he had to rely on his own hard work.
Lü Yang: "..."
Goddammit, before I underwent the Awakening of the System, you wanted me to work hard. Now that I've had the Awakening of the System, you still want me to work hard. Then wasn't my System Awakening in vain?
System, your mother is—
[Current remaining pages of the book of hundred lives: 100]
[book of hundred lives: After death, you can return to the initial point in time and restart a life]
[After restarting, you can choose one from the treasures, cultivation, or Lifespan of the previous life, or give up all gains from the previous life to awaken a Talent.]
Father, never mind.
Lü Yang suddenly became excited. A hundred cycles of Reincarnation, what an immense wealth! As long as he could use it well, it could completely help him soar to the sky!
"Those whose names are called, come before me."
Just then, a sinister-looking Daoist in black appeared before everyone, holding a register in his hand with a candlestick floating beside him.
"Drip your blood into the life lamp beside me to light the life fire. From now on, you will be Named Disciples of my Chu Sheng Sect."
Hearing these words, no one present showed any joy.
Because most of the people sent here had heard of the Chu Sheng Sect's fearsome reputation and knew that being a so-called Named Disciple was a curse, not a blessing.
However, the Daoist in black ignored everyone's thoughts and just called out names one by one.
"Chen Liang."
"Here!"
When the Daoist in black called a name, a little Daoist boy with red lips and white teeth beside Lü Yang stood up and skipped over to the Daoist.
This little Daoist boy was very good-looking, with bright large eyes that seemed to speak. Most importantly, there was a Spiritual Qi between his brows that even a Mortal could see. Moreover, looking at his expression and posture, he was intelligent and mature for his age. If placed in the Mortal world, he would definitely be a scholar-to-be that every academy would scramble for.
Sure enough, the Daoist in black also showed a look of amazement upon seeing him:
"What a natural spiritual child!"
"The Daoist elder overpraises me." The little Daoist boy gave a respectful bow, and with his tender child's voice, it was impossible not to feel fond of him.
The Daoist in black suddenly laughed even more happily.
"Good, good! My Chu Sheng Sect needs Talent like you!"
After saying that, the Daoist in black took his brush and made a light stroke on the register, crossing out the name [Chen Liang].
Thud!
In the next second, without any warning, the little Daoist boy who was still full of Spiritual Qi suddenly rolled his eyes upward and collapsed to the ground, losing all signs of life instantly.
After doing all this, the Daoist in black casually ordered:
"Send the blood and flesh to the Alchemy Hall, the bones and soul to the Treasure Refining Hall, and the internal organs to the Beast Taming Hall. Do not let such excellent Talent go to waste."
These few words left the group of Named Disciples dumbfounded.
Seeing this, the Daoist in black gave a sinister laugh: "Junior Brothers, do not misunderstand."
"The Sacred Sect has always valued 'value.' Therefore, the measure of a Disciple's excellence lies only in whether they can create enough value for the Sacred Sect."
"That Junior Brother just now, a natural spiritual child with strong bones, can only create the greatest value for the Sacred Sect after death. That's why he died."
"But you all, with mediocre Aptitude, can only create value for the Sacred Sect while alive. Naturally, you don't have to worry about these things."
"Next."
The Daoist in black continued calling names. The people below were filled with terror, yet they had to comply, fearing they would follow in the little Daoist boy's footsteps and have their lives crossed out.
"Lü Yang."
"Here."
Lü Yang stepped out, his expression respectful.
The Daoist in black's gaze immediately fell on Lü Yang's clear and handsome face. First, he showed joy, but then he checked his bones.
However, he soon shook his head in disappointment.
Clearly, in his view, Lü Yang was worthless except for being handsome.
"Go to the Joyful Union Hall."
Lü Yang didn't dare ask more and quickly said: "Yes."
After the distribution ended, Lü Yang received a jade token. The jade token was almost transparent, with his name carved on it, and it seemed to have a flame Sealed inside.
Besides that, he was also given a Cultivation Technique.
The Cultivation Technique was named "Yin and Yang Grand Joy Ode," which was the technique of the Joyful Union Hall that Lü Yang had been assigned to. It was said that it could allow one to cultivate True Qi and enter the Qi Refining realm.
The old servant in charge of leading the way said casually as he led them: "What's inside the life token is your life fire. Remember to carry it with you at all times. The Sacred Sect's Formations, spiritual plants, and Spirit Beasts only recognize the token, not the person. If you forget to bring it when you go out one day and die in the Sacred Sect, don't blame me for not telling you."
Before long, the group was brought to a palace.
In front of the palace stood a plump and beautiful woman wearing a long dress with a slit up to her thigh. She was full of charm and alluring grace.
*Gulp.*
Lü Yang clearly heard the sound of someone nearby swallowing their saliva.
Seeing everyone looking, the beautiful woman was not shy; instead, she chuckled while covering her mouth and lightly lifted one side of her dress at the waist with her delicate hand.
Under the skirt, a jade token was hanging, swaying in front of a patch of snow-white, soft skin.
The name on the token: Yu Suzhen.
"This is the Joyful Union Hall. I am Yu Suzhen, and I can be considered your Senior Sister."
In the next second, Lü Yang noticed that the beautiful woman named Yu Suzhen's eyes brightened slightly, and her gaze fell on him, staring directly without any concealment.
"This Junior Brother is so handsome; he must be a Disciple of my Joyful Union Hall."
Yu Suzhen chuckled, then twisted her water-snake waist, her skirt overlapping as she walked step by step toward Lü Yang. The snow-white skin made Lü Yang feel dizzy.
"I see you look quite good. Follow me, and I'll introduce you to the situation of the Joyful Union Hall."
Lü Yang hurriedly cupped his hands: "Thank you, Senior Sister Yu."
"Why so polite?"
Yu Suzhen gave Lü Yang a charming glance, then turned around, swaying her snake-like waist and plump buttocks, making the hearts of those around her burn with desire.
Lü Yang didn't dare look more and silently followed.
"Disciples of our Sacred Sect are divided into inner and outer. The four outer halls—Treasure Refining, Alchemy, Beast Taming, and Bliss—are where you Named Disciples go."
"Only by passing the trials of the four outer halls can you enter the inner sect, receive the true inheritance, and become an official Disciple."
"You're lucky to have entered my Joyful Union Hall. You don't have to suffer like the other three halls. After all, the trial of my Joyful Union Hall is much easier."
Speaking of this, Yu Suzhen suddenly leaned close to Lü Yang.
"Do you want to know what it is??"
In the next second, Lü Yang only felt a breath of hot air on his ear, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by fragrance. Looking back, an exquisite and pretty face was right before him.
"Please advise me, Senior Sister," Lü Yang said, looking up.
"It's Dual Cultivation."
A delicate voice whispered in his ear like a lover's low murmur. Before she finished speaking, a slender jade hand was already placed on Lü Yang's head.
A gentle grasp~
Lü Yang immediately gasped.