Chapter 438 The Clown
"It can't be called a big battle. It's just that Venerable Yanxu is teaching me some moves. Don't go around showing off for me. It'll just make people laugh."

Chai Xin's face was calm, and he did not show any pride at all because of Zhao Yuan's compliment.

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but nod secretly upon seeing this. Only someone with such a calm and sober personality could go a long way in the path of cultivation.

While the two were talking, they had already arrived in front of three towering fairy mountains.

The three immortal mountains are so vast that even for immortals, it is difficult to see the edge at a glance.

Every fairy mountain has countless strange peaks, and on each peak stands a building of different styles.

"Uncle Junior Master, this area is where the Saint Son-level disciples of Shenzhou Sect live. The mountain range on the left is the Golden Immortal-level residential area, the middle is the Ancestral Immortal-level, and the right is the Yuan Immortal-level."

Zhao Yuan pointed to three endless and distant mountain ranges and introduced them to Chai Xin.

Chai Xin was a little surprised when he heard this and asked, "So the Holy Son is not just a disciple of the Golden Immortal Realm?"

“Yes, and it’s not just our sect, all the major forces in the Immortal Realm are basically like this.

"From time to time, the sect will hold a competition, which is divided into three levels: Golden Immortal, Ancestral Immortal, and Primordial Immortal. In the end, the top 33 people in each level will be selected and named as Holy Sons. There are a total of 99 Holy Sons.

“The Golden Immortal class ranks once every 500 years, the Ancestral Immortal class ranks once every 3,000 years, and the Primordial Immortal class ranks the longest, once every 10,000 years.

"If you do not participate in the ranking battle, you will be deemed to have automatically given up your status as a Holy Son.

“In addition to the ranking battle, you can also challenge the Saint Son who is ranked higher. The two sides will fight under the witness of the elders of the sect, and the winner can replace the loser’s position.

“Even if a new disciple can defeat the First Saint Son, he can directly replace him! However, throughout the history of our sect, the number of people who can do this is less than the number of hands.”

Following Yu Zu's instructions, Zhao Yuan naturally answered all of Chai Xin's questions and quickly introduced the Holy Son System of Shenzhou Sect in detail.

“I see… the saints of various sects that I met in the secret realm before were only at the Golden Immortal level.”

Chai Xin immediately understood that the various factions had indeed reached some kind of tacit understanding regarding the actions in the secret realm, and initially only sent out Golden Immortal disciples.

It was not until the dragon army appeared that Yuanxian was sent out.

"So... Zhao Yuan, what rank of Saint Son are you now in the Ancestral Immortal Level?"

Chai Xin changed the subject and asked with interest.

Zhao Yuan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I am ashamed to be the third son of the Ancestral Immortal. I am really bringing shame to my master..."

"Third? There are two people above you?"

Chai Xin couldn't help but be a little surprised.

This was not a disguise, but he could see that Zhao Yuan was extraordinary. He knew that although this boy behaved very obediently in front of him, he must be a prominent figure in the sect.

Especially the aura he revealed inadvertently, which was comparable to many Yuanxian masters at the level of Ancestral Immortal.

With such ability, he could only rank third among the Ancestral Immortals, which really surprised Chai Xin.

"In recent years, many geniuses have emerged in our sect. Many people who usually don't show their talents have emerged like mushrooms after rain. In comparison, my disciples are much more mediocre..."

Zhao Yuan's expression was full of emotion, as if he was helpless about the unpredictable nature of fate.

In fact, for the past few thousand years, he has been the number one saint son of the ancestral immortal level, but it was in the past five hundred years that many up-and-coming talents suddenly emerged.

The two people ranked ahead of him now have only been in the sect for five hundred years.

Zhao Yuan would be lying if he said he was not envious of others who had achieved such success in such a short period of time, but he could do nothing about it, so he felt ashamed.

After hearing this, Chai Xin immediately understood that this was Daxing before the great disaster.

It was as if the world of Shrouding Heaven had clearly reached the end of the Dharma Ending Age, but suddenly a golden age was brewing.

This is what is meant by “good and bad fortune are interdependent, yin and yang are interdependent”, which can be called the way of heaven.

"How powerful is the first holy son of the Yuanxian level? Have you heard of it?" Chai Xin collected his thoughts and continued to ask.

Zhao Yuan said without hesitation: "The first Holy Son of the Yuanxian level is named 'Zhang Daochen'."

“This person entered our sect more than 30,000 years ago, and spent 500 years cultivating to become a Golden Immortal. After becoming a Golden Immortal, he immediately launched a ranking challenge and successfully won the position of the First Saint Son of the Golden Immortal.

"Another 1,500 years later, he entered the realm of the Ancestral Immortals and immediately became the First Saint Son of the Ancestral Immortals.

"After another 8,300 years, he became a Yuanxian. Since then, he has been the first saint of Yuanxian. For more than 20,000 years, he has been challenged by others and has remained unmoved.

"Not only does he win every battle, but the longest one only took him three moves! For nearly seven or eight thousand years, no one has dared to challenge him.

“Even in recent ranking battles, most of the Yuanxian Saints would voluntarily admit defeat when they met Zhang Daochen, so as to avoid excessive consumption or even injury, which would lead to disadvantages in subsequent battles.

"This person is truly amazing. It is said that our sect has not seen such a person in hundreds of millions of years!"

Having said that, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but reveal a strong look of admiration on his face, his gaze cast towards the most central mountain among the distant mountains.

"However, he has not fought in public for thousands of years, and no one is sure how strong he is now. According to some people's speculation, he may be invincible among the Yuanxian."

After hearing this, Chai Xin couldn't help but sigh that there is indeed no shortage of geniuses in the world.

He relied on the power of the Divine Jade of Creation to be able to use his Yuanxian body to rival the strength of a Saint Immortal. But Zhang Daochen could actually do it.

Obviously, this is also an extremely evil being in terms of luck and talent.

"By the way, Junior Master, you will most likely encounter Zhang Daochen in this entrance examination." Zhao Yuan suddenly reminded.

"Why is that? Shouldn't the entrance examination be conducted by the elders?"

Chai Xin asked back with some confusion.

"According to the old rules, the elders are only responsible for monitoring the assessment process, but the people who actually carry out the assessment are still the disciples in the sect."

Zhao Yuan explained the details in detail, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

"Under normal circumstances, for those who come to us with their skills, the sect will send three opponents of the same realm as them. As long as they can defeat them, they will be considered to have passed."

"Is my situation special?" Chai Xin asked with a smile, stroking his chin.

"Of course it's special!"

Zhao Yuan nodded seriously, his expression becoming more solemn.

"I'm afraid Junior Uncle Master doesn't know how many people in our sect dream of becoming Master Master..."

"Among these people is Zhang Daochen. As early as four thousand years ago, he had sought an audience with the master for this purpose.

"The master was quite happy at first, thinking that he wanted to become his disciple. But when he found out that he wanted to be his junior fellow apprentice, his face turned black!"

"Good guy!"

Chai Xin imagined the embarrassment of his sixteenth senior brother Feng Yunzi at that time and almost laughed out loud.

“But even though he looked angry, Master was a kind person after all, so he still asked the Grandmaster on behalf of Zhang Daochen.

"Master actually cherishes talent, and Zhang Daochen is indeed a rare genius. He even said in front of his disciples that Zhang Daochen's talent is slightly higher than his own.

"The final result is obvious. The master is unwilling to accept this disciple."

Chai Xin understood what he heard and asked, "You mean, after he found out that Master accepted me as his disciple, he might be unhappy and take the initiative to ask to participate in my entrance examination?"

"pretty close."

Zhao Yuan nodded, looking at Chai Xin's calm expression, a hint of curiosity arose in his heart.

“Uncle-master, aren’t you worried? Zhang Daochen’s strength was probably comparable to that of a saint thousands of years ago, and now no one knows his depth…” He didn’t finish his words, but his meaning was obvious.

"What are you worried about? I can't pass the test? That would only be a loss for Shenzhou Sect... Besides, if I can't pass, then I can't pass. Master didn't force me to join Shenzhou Sect."

Chai Xin shrugged and laughed, looking like he didn't care at all.

"Is it possible that if I fail, he will immediately expel me from the sect?"

"I……"

Zhao Yuan didn't expect him to have this attitude and was speechless for a moment.

At the same time, he also looked at Chai Xin deeply, trying to see clearly what the other party said was his true thoughts, but in the end he could not see anything unusual.

"This junior uncle is really... extraordinary."

At this time, the two had already passed the residential areas of the Golden Immortal and the Ancestral Immortal Saint, and arrived at the core of the fairy mountain.

"Who are you? This is our sect's important place. Outsiders are not allowed to trespass!"

But at this moment, several young monks in gorgeous clothes rose into the sky from the depths of the fairy mountain and stood in front of Chai Xin and Zhao Yuan.

No one had stopped them along the way before, but a group of people suddenly appeared at this time, which inevitably made Chai Xin smile meaningfully.

"Senior brothers, this is Master Yi's new disciple, not an outsider..."

Zhao Yuan stepped forward and clasped his fists slightly. His expression was very calm, but a hint of displeasure flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He naturally behaved obediently in front of Chai Xin. Firstly, he respected his master and his ancestors, and secondly, he had heard of the other party's strength.

But he is also a prominent figure in the sect.

He knew the people in front of him. Although they were all Yuanxian-level saints, they were ranked outside the top 20 and were not taken seriously by him.

Not only is he confident that he will enter the Yuanxian realm in the future, his strength will surpass these people.

More importantly, as the grandson of Yizu and the disciple of Fengyunzi, he has never lacked confidence when walking in the Shenzhou Sect.

It should be noted that in the world of Taoism, the relationship between many masters and disciples is even closer than that between children and grandchildren.

Although descendants are related to oneself by blood, it is ultimately determined by God.

But it’s different for disciples, especially personal disciples, whom he has to select with great care!
Although Zhao Yuan would not act recklessly in the sect relying on his master's teachings, he would definitely not give a good face to anyone who dared to provoke him.

This move now is nothing more than using courtesy before force, to ensure that he is on the right side, so as to avoid a fight and then be accused of bullying others by taking advantage of his power.

"Junior Brother Zhao, this is the residence of a Saint Son of the Yuanxian level. You are a Saint Son of the Zuxian level. What is your purpose in coming here? Even if this person is a disciple of Master Yi as you said, he is still not a Saint Son. According to the sect rules, he should not be here."

A young man in a blue robe stood with his hands behind his back and spoke in a neutral tone.

"How dare you turn a deaf ear to Yi Zu's orders...Are you trying to provoke me?"

Hearing this, the calmness on Zhao Yuan's face gradually turned into indifference.

"We have not received any orders. We are just following the sect rules. If Junior Brother Zhao sees this as a provocation, we can do nothing about it."

The young man in blue robe had a smile on his face, and seemed to be fearless.

"Everything must follow the rules. If you are not a Yuanxian-level Saint, you naturally cannot trespass here. Junior Brother Zhao is from a famous family, so how could he not understand this principle?"

A purple-dressed woman not far away also spoke. She had a stunning appearance and a smoky temperament, and seemed quite otherworldly.

"I'll say it one last time. Junior Master lives here because it was appointed by Yi Zu. Do you think I will falsely convey Yi Zu's order?"

A smile gradually formed on Zhao Yuan's lips, but his tone became colder.

"In any case, we have not received any orders. You two, this is not the place you should be. Please go back to where you came from."

The blue-robed young man still looked indifferent, as if he did not sense the dissatisfaction in Zhao Yuan's words.

"interesting……"

Zhao Yuan's smile remained unchanged, and his tone even became gentler, but anyone could sense the anger beneath his calm appearance.

"Zhao Yuan."

But at this moment, Chai Xin, who had been silent all the time, finally spoke.

"Uncle Master, don't worry, I can handle it..."

Zhao Yuan just opened his mouth when he was interrupted again.

"Are you sure that the residence that my master arranged for me is in this mountain, right?" Chai Xin asked, pointing to the mountains ahead.

"Of course I am sure. This is what our Grandmaster told me personally..."

"That's good, you can step back."

"Uncle Master, are you...going to take action yourself?"

"If certain scoundrels are not deterred, they will eventually swarm around like flies and become a nuisance."

Chai Xin spoke in a calm tone, his eyes cast indifferently at the young men in blue robes.

"Want to cause trouble? Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. Just come at me all at once."

"What an arrogant boy! Do you think that just because Venerable Yanxu taught you a few moves, you can really treat our heroes as nothing?"

One person became furious upon hearing this, and immediately stepped out of the crowd and scolded loudly.

Seeing this, the young man in blue robe gently waved his hand to stop the man from speaking. With a faint smile on his face, he said in a gentle tone: "Your Excellency made such a bold statement. Are you trying to challenge the sect rules?"

"Who do you think you are to represent the sect's rules?"

Zhao Yuan sneered when he heard this.

"You don't want to fight, you don't want to retreat, what do you want to do?"

Chai Xin's eyes became even more indifferent, and he looked at the young man in blue robe as if he was looking at a group of ants.

Such a condescending tone and look finally angered everyone.

"You are such a fool. Since you want to die, I will grant your wish!"

The angry young man seemed to have reached the limit of his patience. He ignored the blue-robed young man's obstruction and soared into the sky.

"brush!"

The iron fist shook the void, and in an instant the figure was in front of Chai Xin, carrying with it millions of powerful magic powers.

Chai Xin didn't even look at him, he just stood there without making any movement.

"roll."

He merely opened his thin lips and uttered a word.

"boom!"

The man was suddenly struck hard, all the magic power surrounding his body collapsed, and he flew back like a kite with a broken string, ten times faster than when he came!
In an instant, the whole place was silent.

(End of this chapter)