The Clan Master Can't possibly Be A Mortal

Amidst the crowd.

Xu Huaigang stayed in the camp for those who could participate in the second round and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I must be more serious in the second round, otherwise, I won't be able to join the Misty Sect and will have to wander the Shenzhou Continent. Breaking through to the Quasi-Saint will be incredibly difficult."

His fighting spirit surged even higher.

Gong Qingqiu said to the million geniuses left: "Next, the second round begins. Everyone walk down the avenue ahead; the first hundred thousand can pass the second round and advance to the third round."

Everyone quickly looked over.

They saw that in the center of the world specially used for assessments, there was a wide avenue stretching a hundred miles or more.

It meandered and spiraled as if it had no end.

"Go!"

"Only the first hundred thousand to reach the finish line can participate in the third round assessment."

Gong Qingqiu issued the command.

"Charge!"

The million geniuses did not want to fall behind and rushed towards the hundred-mile-wide road, only to find that a massive sense of oppression overcame them, increasing as they went, causing everyone's speed to plummet.

"It's the Gravity Field!"

"The pressure each person endures is determined by their cultivation level; geniuses of the same realm have an advantage."

Xu Huaigang said in a deep voice.

With a special constitution, a true genius, he could offset much of the pressure while walking, constantly increasing his speed, soon reaching the forefront.

In Whitefloat City.

"Who's that?"

"Seems unfamiliar."

"Doesn't seem to be a genius known to us from any of the usual factions, could this person be from the starry sky?"

Countless cultivators sat in their seats, watching the scenes transmitted from the hundred-mile avenue, noting that Xu Huaigang remained in the lead, whispering among themselves.

"This person is quite impressive."

Gong Qingqiu noticed Xu Huaigang.

In the first round of assessment, Xu Huaigang was the first to rush to the Heart Demon Wall; back then, she thought he would be the first to pass through it.

But who knew, Xu Huaigang ranked in the hundreds of thousands!

This greatly surprised Gong Qingqiu.

And now, Xu Huaigang was once again temporarily in first place, piquing Gong Qingqiu's curiosity.

"The little guy is not simple."

Gong Qingqiu murmured, continuing to watch, believing Xu Huaigang's strength must be very strong, but still unsure why he was delayed so long by the Heart Demon Wall.

On the hundred-mile avenue.

A million geniuses pressed forward under the pressure.

At this time, a mysterious power emanated from Xu Huaigang, forming a mist that enshrouded him, creating a unique field to offset much of the pressure.

"So easy!"

Xu Huaigang looked at the mist around him, feeling something wondrous, immediately speeding up and quickly leaving the second place a hundred miles behind.

"Who is that?"

"That's too fast!"

The Divine Origin Realm geniuses at the back stared at Xu Huaigang's silhouette in astonishment, realizing he was incredibly fierce, able to fly under such great pressure.

The gap is truly vast!

"Charge, charge, charge!"

The other geniuses were unwilling to fall behind, straining to catch up.

But ultimately, they couldn't keep up with Xu Huaigang, forced to watch as he took the lead and disappeared from sight.

An hour later.

Xu Huaigang was the first to reach the finish line.

Looking back, he did not see any opponents, and couldn't help but be surprised.

"Am I really that great?"

Xu Huaigang exclaimed in surprise.

"No!"

"It's my constitution that helped a lot, and besides, why are there so many mists around me? It's quite different from usual."

Xu Huaigang felt increasingly bewildered.

He only knew he possessed a unique constitution, stronger than many Spiritual Bodies or Divine Bodies but far inferior to a Sacred Body, yet he didn't know what it was called.

"Friend, you're too fast!"

After an unspecified time, several Divine Origin Realm geniuses finally reached the finish line, panting heavily, casting admiring glances towards Xu Huaigang, casually remarking.

"Am I really fast?" Xu Huaigang scratched his head, "Actually, I just gave it my all, who knew I'd reach the finish line like this."

"Truly infuriating how people compare!" Everyone was speechless at Xu Huaigang's response.

Another hour passed, and the remaining geniuses finally reached the finish line.

"The first hundred thousand remain, the others may leave." Gong Qingqiu's voice resounded.

"So frustrating! Just one small step slower and I'm ranked one hundred thousand and one, missing out on the third round." A frustrated genius stamped a foot in disappointment.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The crowd shook their heads helplessly and exited the small world, returning to Whitefloat City to keep watching.

At this point, only a hundred thousand remained in the little world.

Gong Qingqiu's figure flickered into view before Xu Huaigang and the other hundred thousand geniuses, loudly declaring:

"Do you see that road in the distance? Dash over there, head up the stairs all the way to the peak of Misty Peak, the first five thousand will become disciples of the Misty Sect."

Xu Huaigang and the others immediately looked over.

In the distance, a huge portal appeared; passing through it could return one to the Misty Sect's Sect Main Plaza, where a stone stairway led to the peak of Misty Peak.

"Quick!"

"Charge!"

Without hesitation, the geniuses rushed over, and soon stepped onto the first stone step, straining every effort to ascend to the peak.

In the void.

Gong Qingqiu closed the small world, standing at the center of the Misty Sect's Sect Main Plaza, watching Xu Huaigang and the other geniuses desperately charging towards the peak of Misty Peak.

Too many people participated in this assessment.

The first two rounds were mainly intended to select the most outstanding talents to climb Misty Peak.

During the recruitment of the fifth generation disciples, the assessment process involved climbing Misty Peak's stone steps.

Many of the geniuses present had participated in the assessment before, and although they failed, they gained valuable experience, acquiring speed-enhancing treasures at question points along the path.

In an instant, many surpassed Xu Huaigang.

Before a question point.

Xu Huaigang looked at the illusory figure standing by the road and heard the question: "What is the purpose of cultivation?"

"The purpose of cultivation?" Xu Huaigang hesitated momentarily, then firmly said, "For revenge! To do what I want, never fall behind, never be beaten again!"

The illusory figure along the roadside remained silent for a moment, then said, "Congratulations, you know the path you want to take, here's your reward."

In the next moment.

A green aura merged into Xu Huaigang's body, making him light as a swallow, running even faster, and with the potential of the Mist-Hidden Saintly Body, quickly catching up to the leading group, and continuously surpassing, reclaiming first place.

"So this is the reward from the question point beside the stone steps? No wonder so many people surpassed me before, these effects really add up significantly."

Xu Huaigang clenched his fist, plunged forward.

Soon, he had a lead of over three hundred steps ahead of the second place, and an hour later, he reached the peak effortlessly, astonishing the cultivators of Whitefloat City.

"This unfamiliar little guy turned out to be the fastest among the sixth generation disciples!"

"According to Misty Sect's custom, this person will become the sixth-generation senior master."

"What envy!"

Many cultivators in Whitefloat City cast envious, jealous glances toward Xu Huaigang.

At the peak of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng was sitting under the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine Tree, sipping tea, next to the mischievous Xia Wenwen and the Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey.

"Sect Leader, someone has reached the peak."

The Thousand-Year Ancient Pine spoke, imbued with powerful Saint Might, causing spiritual energy to churn around, easily tearing through the void, making Xu Huaigang, who was at the edge of the cliff, pale-faced.

"A Sacred Tree of the Saint Realm!" Xu Huaigang stared at the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine, his body rigid.

As one of the earliest members to join the Misty Sect, the ancient tree had been nurtured by Ye Feng; today, it was already an ancient tree of the Saint Entry Realm.

Any branch casually swung could penetrae strong enemies billions of miles away; it was the guardian god of the Misty Sect.

Ye Feng naturally sensed Xu Huaigang's arrival.

He gently put down his teacup and turned to look: "You are Xu Huaigang from the Vermilion Bird Star of the North Pole Star System, bearing deep hatred against the Vermilion Bird Sect, is that correct?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Huaigang's face turned even paler.

The person in front of him, called "Sect Leader" by the Saint Realm Ancient Tree, must be the Misty Sect's leader Ye Feng, unexpectedly able to discern his secret at a glance.

A flash of danger erupted.

"I greet the Sect Leader, I... I joined the Misty Sect only to avenge my wrongs, having no intention of bringing enmity to the sect!"

Xu Huaigang knelt on both knees, "Please take me in! I will work hard to cultivate."