Dark clouds rolled and spread like thick ink across the sky. Within the layers of leaden clouds, lightning snaked through like silver serpents as if a heavy rain was about to fall. The air was frozen in silence, without even the slightest breeze, as if even the flow of water had been halted.
Dozens of boys and girls wearing coarse clothes walked along a rugged mountain road, heads down and hurrying on as if they were being chased by a flood or a fierce beast, too scared to even look back.
“Hurry up! We’re almost out of time!”
“Only two quarters left.”
Voices like these could be heard throughout the group, as these young children hurried along, sweating profusely in their anxiety. They quickened their pace, trying to cross this mountain road, but the road seemed to be endless, and they couldn’t see the end.
Surrounded by towering cliffs, there was only a narrow mountain path for these children to walk through. Soon, many girls fell down due to exhaustion, but there were more people gritting their teeth and struggling to move forward.
A bolt of lightning as thick as a water tank struck directly down, hitting the mountain path in front of the team and creating a deep pit in the ground. The thunder grew louder and louder in the sky and the dazzling electric light illuminated the space between heaven and earth, causing the tall boy who was walking at the front to tremble with fear.
“I’m not going! I’m not going! I’ll die if this lightning strikes me!”
“I’m not going either, I don’t want to cultivate immortality, I don’t want to join Mount Taihua, I want to end the trial!”
“I want to end this trial too”
As long as they say the four words “end the trial,” silver light flashed on their bodies and they quickly disappeared from the mountain path. Others hurried forward to continue their own trial.
Mount Taihua, the number one sect in the cultivation world, opens its doors every ten years and accepts trials from children under fifteen years old from all over the world. As long as they pass three trials, these ordinary children can get the chance to enter Mount Taihua, and even become the most respected immortals in the hearts of mortals.
In the three trials of Taihua Mountain, the first two were not dangerous, but the last one, “Thunder road”, had claimed the lives of children in every generation. The lightning was real, and with the mortal bodies of these children, a strike meant certain death. Moreover, there was a time limit to pass this Thunder road. If the time was exceeded, the trial would not be considered passed.
With only quarter of an hour left, there were only thirty-one children left on the Thunder road.
There were still over a mile away from the finish line, but the thunder and lightning in the sky became more and more violent. Each strike shook the earth and seemed capable of piercing through a mountain.
A little girl in the middle of the group turned pale with fear and timidly said, “Big brother Chen, can we give up? This thunder will kill us…”
The girl was walking behind a boy who looked to be about fourteen years old. When he heard her words, he turned around to look at her.
The boy wasn’t particularly handsome, but he was pleasant to look at. His eyes sparkled with shrewdness as he looked at the little girl in front of him. After a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, “Little sister, you’re too timid. Don’t worry, we can all become immortals. Just hold my hand and keep moving forward.”
The little girl wanted to say more, but she saw the boy’s resolute expression and swallowed her words.
As they continued to move forward, a thick lightning bolt suddenly struck, rumbling directly towards the boy. The girl was terrified, but somehow she summoned all her courage and suddenly stretched out her hands to shield the boy, shouting “Be careful, Brother Chen!”
The lightning was only ten meters away from the girl, but she didn’t see it. The young man, who had been protected by her, slightly curled his lips, showing a slightly expectant and triumphant expression. His eyes were full of something suppressed, something that was eager to burst out.
Just as the lightning was about to strike the girl, a green sword light broke through the air!
The sharp sword energy collided with the fierce lightning, stirring up silver flames. The sword light was cold and merciless, piercing through the thunder and spreading out its vast and mighty green aura. It shook all the children on the mountain path, causing them to fall backward, and in an instant, the lightning disappeared without a trace.
All thirty-one people stared in disbelief at the person who had suddenly appeared in midair.
Between the cliffs that were thousands of feet high, a white-robed immortal stood in the midst of countless lightning and thunder, calmly looking down at the group of trial takers who were sitting paralyzed on the ground.
With phoenix-like eyes and long eyebrows, a straight nose and thin lips, the slender corners of his eyes lifted slightly, as if ink was slowly spreading, causing all the children to hold their breaths and dare not even take a breath. His black hair was fluttering in the air, and behind him was a sea of silver snakes and thunder, but he did not seem to mind using his own body to withstand the millions of lightning bolts. The only thing he did was to lower his eyes and look at the group of children with calm eyes.
Truly noble and elegant to the extreme!
Another fierce lightning bolt struck down, and he raised his sword with a flick of his wrist, shattering the lightning bolt into pieces. The silver long sword danced in the air, forming an extremely beautiful sword flower. Gradually, the sword shrank and turned into a silver light, and with a whoosh, it flew into the space between his eyebrows, leaving behind a silver pattern.
No one dared to make a sound on the Thunder road.
By this time, the trial period had already passed, but no one thought of this problem.
Before long, three monks in white robes hurriedly flew over and bowed when they saw the msn, calling out, “Senior brother Luo.”
Luo Jianqing nodded lightly at the three men. Then he turned his head and looked at the children on the Thunder road, scanning the crowd quickly, soon finding the pair of siblings who were the trial participants.
The nearby monks immediately whispered, “This young man is named Li Xiuchen, fourteen years old, with average aptitude. This girl is named Liu Xiaoxiao, nine years old, with a third-grade aptitude.” He added, “Senior Brother Luo, something went wrong on the Thunder road today. The difficulty suddenly increased. If you hadn’t arrived, this little girl might’ve innocently died here.”
The Taihua sect only opens it doors once every ten years, but not every time can they accept disciples. Although third-grade aptitude is not as good as first or second-grade, it is still better than ordinary people and has the potential for cultivation. In theory, they can enter Taihua sect to cultivate.
Upon hearing this, Luo Jianqing’s gaze drifted lightly towards the sibling pair, then he turned his head and said, “I just happened to passing by the sect. As for the matter with the Thunder road, you need to examine it carefully and make sure there are no more mistakes.”
His voice was like the sound of celestial music, with strings and jade clashing together, low and pleasing to the ear.
The three immediately nodded in agreement.
After a moment, Luo Jianqing left on his flying sword and disappeared from the Thunder road in the blink of an eye.
As they walked away, it was as if the entire world had returned to its original state, without the oppressive aura that has been present before.
Liu Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva and grabbed Li Xiuchen’s sleeve, cautiously asking, “Brother Xiuchen, that big sister was really pretty. Are all immortals so good-looking?”
Li Xiuchen’s face was as dark as ink and he didn’t answer.
The girl didn’t notice anything wrong with Li Xiuchen and continued, “Is that beautiful sister from Mount Taihua? Brother Xiuchen, we have to join Mount Taihua. She saved us and we need to thank her.”
“let’s go,” Li Xiuchen said in a cold tone.
Liu Xiaoxiao gasped, “Brother Xiuchen, you’re holding me too tightly. It hurts.”
Li Xiuchen slowly let go of the girl’s hand, first looking at the little girl next to him, and then raising his foot to continue walking forward. The girl had no idea what was going on and muttered, “Has Brother Chen still not recovered?” before quickly catching up.
—Something was wrong! Completely and utterly wrong!
The little girl never knew that her life should’ve ended there, as she shielded her beloved older brother from the thunderbolt.
The thunderbolt on the road had an abnormality, the difficulty suddenly increased, and the resilient Li Xiuchen was almost struch dead by the thunderbolt, but was saved by his childhood friend and sister, Liu Xiaoxiao. Liu Xiaoxiao tragically passed away, leaving Li Xiuchen in agony and mourning. This scene was witnessed by the cultivators of Taihua Mountain, who decided to take in this exceptional young man with outstanding potential.
—The above is the opening scene of “Seeking Immortals”.
Three years ago, Li Xiuchen was not called Li Xiuchen was not called Li Xiuchen. An accident caused him to transmigrate into the world of “Seeking Immortals”. When he discovered that he had become Li Xiuchen, he was ecstatic and couldn’t contain his excitement. Li Xiuchen, the protagonist of “Seeking Immortals” with a super invincible golden finger, was like a child of the dimensional world!
For the past three years, he has been living honestly according to the plot in his memory, and then he brought his neighbor’s younger sister Liu Xiaoxiao to participate in the trial of Taihua Mountain. He was already prepared to sacrifice the little girl to enter the mountain gate.
But why is everything not right now? Where did the problem occur?
Why did Luojinqing appear now?
At this moment, the white-clothed immortal who was mistaken for “big sister” has already flown away from the Thunder Road and truly entered the mountain gate of Taihua Mountain. The senior brothers and sisters around warmly greet him, and he responds gently one by one. His beautiful face is as gentle and delicate as a woman’s, with a bright and soft smile, like a spring flower in full bloom.
However, as Luo Jianqing stepped into his room, he suddenly swung his sleeve and heavily closed the door.
The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, replaced with a cold and icy gaze as he turned to look at the nearby desk. His eyes narrowed as he quickly snatched up a thick book that bore two bold and powerful characters on its cover – “Seeking Immortality.”
Luo Jianqing, the first disciple of YuXiao Peak in Taihua Mountain and the number one cultivator in the cultivation world, had betrayed his sect out of jealousy towards his junior brother, Li Xiuchen, and become a notorious demon king. Years later, Li Xiuchen led his disciples to hunt him down, and after ten days and nights of fierce battle, Luo Jianqing was killed by Li Xiuchen’s sword. It was a fitting end for him and a great relief to many.
Luo Jianqing lightly chuckled as he lifted his lips, his indifferent gaze fixed upon the golden gleaming characters of “Seeking Immortality” on the book.
“I, Luo Jianqing, have returned.”