With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 189 - 186: Initiation_2

Ten silhouettes flew in from the outside world.

"The three Sword Institutes of Conduit shall also join this competition..."

The old hag’s gaze turned toward Pei Min.

Pei Min just felt a chill all over his body, as if his clothes were suddenly ripped off.

A trace of surprise flashed in the depths of the old hag’s eyes, but she said nothing.

She simply turned her head, waved her hand, and the gigantic sand table shrank rapidly, transforming into a light ball that flew into her hand.

Pei Min looked at the people around him, noticing their varied ages and attire.

These must be the disciples recruited through the other two pathways that Yuu Dingshan mentioned.

Pei Min’s gaze suddenly shifted to a certain spot.

There, a white-haired, weathered middle-aged man was also looking at him.

Pei Min felt a connection, as if they were the same person.

The two of them then looked in the same direction.

There stood a figure in a black robe, face obscured, also watching them.

Though Pei Min couldn’t see the person’s face clearly, he could tell it was a woman, a Sword Immortal who had broken through like them from a Sword Saint.

No, now it’s at the Gathering Yuan Realm.

The place was bustling and noisy.

Yuu Dingshan had told him that the Sword Essence of the Wood Element Ding Domain held a grand selection every sixty years, plunging most mortal nations into chaos to control the environment.

Of course, disciples could be selected at other times, but those would depend on fate, and wouldn’t be as lucrative as now.

"Silence."

An elder floated up and uttered a word softly, and everyone present fell silent.

"Touch this stone, it will reveal everything about you to us."

"First person, from the Daqiu Dynasty... Ye Changfeng..."

In two other places, two stone platforms stood, with two figures flying up.

People began to step forward as their names were called.

Pei Min observed slightly and noticed it boiled down to a few aspects.

Bone age, Spirit Root, and Sword Dao Talent; bone age and Spirit Root were straightforward, but Pei Min didn’t know how this Sword Dao Talent was tested. These Sword Cultivators seemed to judge it just by glancing at a light above.

"Four Spirit Roots, twenty-one years old, medium Sword Dao Talent."

"Five Spirit Roots, eighteen years old, lower Sword Dao Talent."

"Five Spirit Roots, twelve years old, lower Sword Dao Talent."

......

The Sword Dao Talent of those who made it here was at least low grade.

Lacking Sword Dao Talent meant no possibility of condensing Sword Intent, and in Sword Mountain River, failing to condense Sword Intent meant being unable to condense Sword Essence, like those with no Spirit Root.

Just like Old Ning, in Pei Min’s eyes, Old Ning’s Sword Dao Talent was at least high grade, yet he couldn’t become one who condenses Sword Essence.

It’s a pity, really. Those with excellent Spiritual Root Talent could have a bright future in the Jiuzhou Cultivation Realm.

"Celestial Spirit Root!" Pei Min suddenly looked up.

"Thirteen years old, Sword Dao Talent... none."

"Who brought this person here?" The test was interrupted, an elder of the Sword Institute said with an unhappy face.

Another elder of Sword Essence chuckled and said, "But look closely, this child’s Sword Dao Talent is weak, not absent."

"Does it make a difference?"

"This child’s Celestial Spirit Root aligns perfectly with our Sword Institute’s cultivation technique. Even if the talent is weak, it means there’s a possibility. I’m responsible for this child," said the elder, after which no one else spoke.

......

Jiang Ming found the scene amusing.

Celestial Spirit Root! That’s a Celestial Spirit Root, more valuable than his Unity Sword Body, yet it was despised here due to its Sword Dao Talent.

"Born in the wrong environment..."

Jiang Ming now understood the true value of "nature endows me with talent for a purpose."

This talent could fully develop his potential, rather than lie dormant.

.............

"Dual Spirit Roots, thirteen years old! High Sword Dao Talent!"

"Five Spirit Roots, thirty years old, exceptional Sword Dao Talent!"

Exclamations were heard from the front.

These voices stood out among the crowd.

"Next, from the Qingyan Dynasty, A-Class Seed, Fang Jie."

At the mention of A-Class Seed, all Sword Institute elders sharply turned their attention to this person.

He was the elder who exchanged looks with Pei Min.

"Fang Jie, A-Class Seed, Three Spirit Roots, seventy-two years old, medium Sword Dao Talent."

This kind of talent could only be considered barely above average.

Many people rolled their eyes at hearing his age.

"Almost at the grave, and still wanting to cultivate? What a joke."

Fang Jie’s eyes, hidden behind white hair, slightly lifted, scanning his surroundings, and a Corpse Mountain and Blood Sea seemed to surge from him, causing those who looked at him with contempt to cry out and cover their eyes, falling to the ground.

The Sword Institute elders did not stop him; instead, they showed expressions of approval.

"I want this person in the Thunderbolt Sword Institute!" An elder couldn’t contain his eagerness, stepping forward with an expression filled with admiration for him.

This action left many people astonished.

"It’s still the time to learn as an apprentice, Elder Moo, control yourself."

"Hmph."

Elder Moo snorted coldly and returned to his seat.

"A-Class Seed..."

After inquiring, many people finally understood the meaning of A-Class Seed, feeling surprised yet puzzled.

Some disciples who had already joined, standing behind Elder Jianyuan, saw these people’s reactions and sneered.

"Idiots."

At the same time, their gazes toward Fang Jie were filled with envy.

..............

Voices announcing talents echoed one after another.

"Next, from the Yu Dynasty, A-Class Seed, Pei Min."

Another A-Class Seed, instantly drawing everyone’s attention.

Pei Min held his longsword, donned in white, exuding a gentle yet vibrant aura.

Like a young hero newly stepping into the Jianghu from a great sect.

Pei Min placed his hand on a massive stone plate.

Three light swords danced above the stone plate.

Runes flew and shimmered on the light swords.

The elder reading out the talents showed a hint of surprise, then announced in a deep voice.

"Pei Min, A-Class Seed, Five Spirit Roots, sixteen years old, medium Sword Dao Talent."

Many people were astonished.

"Sixteen years old?"

"Isn’t it said that A-Class Seeds are like those Sword Saints, who become Sword Immortals after breaking through, and then qualify?"

"Sixteen-year-old Sword Saint?"

"A sixteen-year-old Sword Immortal, according to the Sword Institute, is at the Gathering Yuan Realm..."

"But... Five Spirit Roots..."

..............

"Just medium talent..."

"Five Spirit Roots are a bit low, what a pity it is to have such a young A-Class Seed..."

"Don’t nitpick here, if you don’t want him, I do."

"Hmph, we’re just lamenting the flaws on a beautiful jade, but you seem to be in a hurry..."

The Sword Institute elders resumed their selection process.

..............

Medium talent was within Jiang Ming’s expectations.

After all, Swordsmanship Genius was only a talent worth a few hundred Spirit Points.

On par with an Alchemy Apprentice.

If it were the previous Sword Skill aptitude, perhaps it would only be a lower-class Sword Dao Talent here.

"I’ve entered... let me see the specifics of this realm..."

...............

"Leng Mei, A-Class Seed, Dual Spirit Roots, eighteen years old, exceptional Sword Dao Talent!"

The words fell, plunging the scene into silence, and the Sword Institute elders’ gazes became intensely fervent.

Leng Mei was precisely the woman in the black robe.

Pei Min’s moment in the limelight was instantly overshadowed.

"Very well, let’s begin the selection."

"Each institute will have twelve rounds of competitive selection, with remaining ones randomly allocated based on talent..."

[In the entrance test, you were not the most dazzling, yet you didn’t feel disappointed, instead, you felt somewhat excited.]

[As a young hero in Jianghu, you long for formidable opponents.]

[There are differences among the thirteen Sword Institutes, but you upheld an agreement, joining the Battle Absolute Sword Institute.]

[You successfully entered, becoming an entry disciple of Sword Spirit Heaven, Sword Mountain River, Wood Element Ding Domain, Battle Absolute Sword Institute...]