Nine suns hung high in the sky.
A young man with an appearance of a twelve year old sat on top of a three meter White stripped Tiger looking at the vast plains in the distance.
"Young master! This is the venue for this year's Spirit Stream Sect disciple selections." A middle-aged man, with a sturdy robust build stood at the side respectfully as he spoke.
"Oh! Just this vast plains? It seems that the number one sect on the continent is indeed stingy." The young man being addressed looked at the endless plains commenting casually.
"Youngmaster! Since you think this place isn't good why don't we head back? You are already a top level expert in the mortal world, with deep connections reaching every corner of the continent." The middle-aged man spoke up.
Hearing his words, Wang Li rolled his eyes.
"Old Xu! Do you think this young master is stupid? Entering the sect is the only way to get better resources and techniques to cultivate."
"Go back and help me search for the information I had asked for. If done well, I'll reward you handsomely. Tell the others to behave, this youngmaster will surely be visiting after officially entering the sect." Wang Li waved his hand signalling old Xu to leave.
Watching Old Xu disappear from his sight,
"Little Zi! Lets go!" Wang Li then turned his gaze towards Zi Xuan standing on the side.
"Brother Wang! Your can't call me little Zi anymore." A chabby young girl appearing about ten years old that had been standing beside Old Xu suddenly spoke up in protest.
"Hehe! Little Zi! This youngmaster practically raised you. Not even grown yet and starting to rebel against your father!" Wang Li replied to her protests with half smile.
"Get up or we are going to be late!" He stopped teasing her and ordered her to get on the back of the tiger.
The tiger moved across the plain grasslands until structures suddenly emerging in the distance.
"Little Zi! We should there!" Wang Li exhaled slightly.
"Im not blind!" A voice full of protest replied.
What came into Wang Li's view was an entrance with a wooden structure.
A long queue was present and most were parents and their kids.
Their appearance attracted a lot of attention, and this was due to the tiger they were seated on.
The children's eyes were shining while some adults had fearful looks in their eyes.
"Mountain tiger! Whooa! Its a massive Mountain tiger!"
"Mom! I also want to ride a mountain tiger."
Waves of discussions erupted. Each of the children brought to sign up for the selection had different reactions. Some appeared scared, while others seemed eager to also ride a tiger.
Looking closely at the side, Wang Li realized the requirements for registration.
Spirit Stream Sect Disciple Selection Criteria:
Age at 9-16
50 teals of Silver
This place was clearly just the screening stage, but the moment Wang Li and Zi Xuan appeared, an old man sleeping on the grass beside the wooden tent opened his eyes.
A strange glint flasjed through them.
"Ninth level of body refinement! Seventh level of body refinement! Interesting! Really interesting."
He stood up and two tokens appeared on his hand before shooting towards Wang Li and Zi Xuan.
Catching the tokens, Wang Li turned towards the old man whose presence he had failed to notice before.
His voice suddenly made everyone detect his presence.
"You two can go right inside and provide your names. No need for the 50 taels of silver."
Wang Li and Zi Xuan were both startled, but quickly reacted.
"Thank you senior!" They replied with sincere smiles.
But before they could move further, someone that couldn't bear it.
"This is unfair!" The voice wasnt loud, but it resonated with most ot those queuing.
After all the registration, it came down to the real deal, combat power.
An arena was already set, and the registered names were being called as participants matched against each other.
Fists collided. Weapons rang. Dust rose with every clash.
Finally it was Wang Li's turn to perform.
"Number Seven, Wang Li… versus Number Three, Mu Waner."
When the voice called his name, he got off the back of the massive Tiger and in just a few steps was already at the edge of the arena.
"So those two are among those that go entry without paying the fifty teals of Silver?"
"They were even allowed to cut the line. I just wonder how strong they actually are?"
"Who knows! Lets watch and see!"
Wang Li stepped onto the arena and all eyes landed on his clothes first.
They were simple and worn, but clean. His figure was lean and yet steady, without any intimidating presence, but his deep eyes made most participants look away upon meeting them.
*Three years.. I have finally reached this point. Azure Netherworld Dragon Marrow! Here I come!"
No excitement showed on his face. Only calm, but deep down his emotions were far from calm.
Three years ago, he had awakened in this world. After rising up in rank due to his good comprehension of martial arts. He finally realized he had been reborn in a world of cultivation from some novel.
In this world strength rules above all else. For someone like him with only by leveraging some unique resources could he reach far.
In this world, the realms of cultivation were: Body Refinement >Qi Gathering> Mortal Ascension> Saint Emergence>..
Beyond that, the realms stretched into the unknown.
In these three years, Wang Li had come to witness the cruelty of this world and slowly intergrated.
He was among the ruthless fellows and had taken no few lives to reach his current ninth level of body refinement.
His current achievements didn't emerge from him sitting in meditation, rather life and death struggles.
He had no way, as he lacked a cheat or system to help him out.
Wang Li was no longer the person from his previous life.
Just three years had transformed him.
He mainly cultivated a common standard Yellow level technique Mountain and Seas art that could be obtained on the streets.
On the arena, a young girl holding a white sword stepped forward.
She was Mu Waner, Wang Li's opponent, at the 7th level of body refinement.
"Fight."
The moment the word fell—
Wang Li moved.
No probing. No hesitation. He stuck out with all his strength.