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The Rise of the Strongest Waste Material

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[Invincible, passionate and fast-paced] 100,000 years ago, everyone was like a dragon, and anyone could practice. But 100,000 years later, the laws of nature restricted those who wanted to practice and had to go through all kinds of hardships. Only those with invincible blood can embark on the road of cultivation. And he is just a shell with the blood of a useless person. He always stood at the end when he entered the mountain gate to become a disciple. No one expected that it was such a useless boy who would become the strongest useless person.
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Lu Weiyun was panting and climbing up the steps paved with bluestone slabs.

Lu Weiyun's forehead was full of sweat. He looked up at the mountain gate far above. It was estimated that there were still hundreds of steps. The corners of his mouth were bitter.

"As expected of one of the four major sects of Jiangyun Country, the mountain gate is built so high!"

Lu Weiyun couldn't help but complain.

In his previous life, he was a passionate boy on Earth. He came to this Xuanhuang Continent just because he accidentally ate Mapo Tofu and was killed by Mapo's husband.

It's not that his soul was traversed, but that his body and soul were traversed together.

It took three days for Lu Weiyun to gradually accept this fact. At the same time, he was actually faintly excited about this new world.

As a passionate boy, he was originally very interested in some bizarre things. Coming to this world of martial arts, he expected that one day he would become a peerless strongman.

Besides, he was an orphan and single, so he had no worries and just treated it as a new life.

Moreover, when he crossed over, he was carrying an unknown pagoda, which he bought from a street stall.

The pagoda was bronze and only the size of a finger.

When he played with it, the pagoda strangely drilled into his body, and then produced a gray-white light, and a strong suction enveloped his whole body.

The sky turned and the earth spun, and Lu Weiyun felt that he had entered a space with a round sky and a square earth.

This space was in chaos.

Lu Weiyun pondered for several months and finally deduced an ability of the nameless pagoda.

He felt that this pagoda seemed to be a treasure that stored time. As long as he came in, time could be used as he wanted. No matter how much time he used, it seemed that only one second had passed in the outside world.

As for whether this pagoda had any side effects and restrictions, Lu Weiyun didn't care. This was equivalent to him having countless time to practice, and he could practice as long as he wanted.

But in this world, if you want to practice, you must open your mind. People with strong talents can open their mind directly, while those with weak talents need to take the opening pill.

As an earthling, Lu Weiyun's comprehension and talent in practice are too poor, so he can only open his mind with the help of the opening pill.

The simplest and most direct way to get the opening pill is to join a sect.

Lu Weiyun tried to join several small sects, but was rejected because of his talent.

Later, Lu Weiyun learned that Qingyun Sect, one of the four major sects, wanted to recruit disciples, so he traveled through mountains and rivers to try his luck.

But before he even reached the mountain gate, he was exhausted and almost died!

After a short rest, Lu Weiyun continued to climb the steps, and finally arrived in front of the mountain gate after an incense stick of time.

Lu Weiyun lay on the ground and panted for a few times, then rushed into the mountain gate with heavy steps and came to a huge square.

At this time, the square, which could accommodate thousands of people, was already crowded with people.

Lu Weiyun looked at the tall and strong figure and gave up the idea of ​​squeezing in. Instead, he stood alone at the back and looked at the high platform in the distance.

On the high platform of the square stood a middle-aged man in a black robe, with a dignified face that made people dare not look directly at him.

"I am the elder of this entrance examination, Zhu Yuehe, who is responsible for your entrance examination. I won't say much nonsense. Our Qingyun Sect's entrance examination is still the old rules, testing your blood."

"Blood is divided into nine grades, the lowest grade one, the highest grade nine, and above the ninth grade is the divine grade blood. The higher the blood grade, the higher the talent and potential. As long as the blood of the fourth grade or above is detected, you can enter my Qingyun Sect!"

After the majestic voice fell, four disciples carrying a huge green stone tablet landed on the high platform.

The green stone tablet is ten feet high and has eleven scales on it. The first one is a gray scale, and the top is ten blood-red scales.

"This is a high-level measuring stone tablet. If one of the ten blood-red scales is lit, it means the first-grade bloodline, and if nine scales are lit, it means the ninth-grade bloodline. If all ten scales are lit, it means the legendary divine bloodline!"

"Perhaps, I have the talent for divine bloodline!"

Many boys and girls were extremely excited.

Almost all those who dared to come to Qingyunmen to participate in the assessment had their bloodline grade tested in their family. However, their family's measuring stone tablet was only a low-level measuring stone tablet, and at most it could only detect the fourth-grade bloodline.

Lu Weiyun stood alone and couldn't help asking the boy in front of him: "Genius, what does the gray scale on the stone tablet mean?"

Hearing Lu Weiyun call him a genius, the boy immediately liked the plain-looking Lu Weiyun and patiently explained: "The gray scale, I heard, represents a waste material that can't practice, and the more you practice, the more useless you become, and even the kind that makes you disabled, commonly known as waste blood!"

Hearing this, Lu Weiyun turned around and prepared to leave without any hesitation.

He was eliminated several times because of his blood test. The stone tablet of Qingyun Sect was so accurate that he could not pass the test.

Swish!

At this moment, a graceful figure fell from the sky and landed beside Elder Zhu Yuehe.

The woman was wearing a white long skirt, with a beautiful face, cold eyes, a strong breath, and a temperament of a valley orchid.

For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on the woman, and their faces showed surprise.

"Isn't this Yun Jiangxue, the saint of our Jiangyun country? I heard that she has a seventh-grade bloodline and amazing talent. She has cultivated to the Divine Sea Realm at a young age and became an elder of Qingyun Sect!"

"Yun Jiangxue is an elder, what is she doing here? Is she going to accept a disciple?"

Many men and women whispered.

"Elder Yun, you are finally here to accept a disciple. This year's batch of seedlings should be good. Maybe you can dig out a genius with a sixth-grade bloodline!"

Elder Zhu Yuehe smiled slightly.

Yun Jiangxue ignored Zhu Yuehe, stepped forward, and slowly said: "Today I am going to accept a disciple!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone present was excited.

This is Yun Jiangxue, the saint of Jiangyun country, with a natural talent. If you can become her disciple and get her personal guidance, you can definitely reach the sky in one step.

"However, I only accept disciples with bloodline below the second grade. Anyone among you whose bloodline is below the second grade can worship me as a master!"

Ignoring the reactions of the crowd, Yun Jiangxue continued.

"What? Only accept disciples with bloodline below the second grade? Did I hear it wrong? Shouldn't we accept geniuses as disciples?"

"Among us, who dares to come to Qingyunmen to participate in the entrance examination, which one is not of bloodline above the fourth grade?"

"If I were of bloodline below the second grade, I would not have the face to step into Qingyunmen!"

Listening to Yun Jiangxue's words, countless men and women in the square seemed to have heard something incredible.

Most ordinary people have bloodline of the first and second grades. Even if they work hard for a lifetime, it is difficult to open their minds. People with bloodline of the third, fourth and fifth grades can open their minds with the help of the opening pill. People with bloodline of the sixth grade can open their minds with their own efforts, which can be called monsters.

People with bloodline below the second grade cannot open their minds at all. What's the point of accepting such people?

Elder Zhu Yuehe's face was dark, and he glanced at Yun Jiangxue beside him, saying: "Elder Yun, the sect asked you to accept a disciple, and you are just perfunctory to the sect like this?"

"The sect has no rules for what kind of disciples I can accept. I, Yun Jiangxue, like to do challenging things the most. What's the point of cultivating geniuses with fifth- and sixth-grade bloodlines?"

"I only accept disciples with second-grade bloodlines or below. If I can't accept them, the sect can't blame me!"

Yun Jiangxue's cold face showed a smug smile.

Elder Zhu Yuehe's face turned pale and blue, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

This Yun Jiangxue didn't want to accept disciples at all. He only wanted to practice. If he wasn't under pressure from the sect, he wouldn't come here to accept disciples at all.

"If there are no people with second-grade bloodlines or below, then I'll leave first!"

Seeing that no one stood up, Yun Jiangxue smiled slightly and prepared to leave.

"Elder Yun, I should be of the first-grade bloodline. Thank you for accepting me as your disciple!"

Yun Jiangxue, who was about to leave, heard the voice from the crowd, her body stiffened, her face full of frost.

Others also widened their eyes, some of them could not believe that there was actually someone with a bloodline lower than the second grade who came to participate in the entrance examination of Qingyun Sect, and he was a peerless waste of the first-grade bloodline.