Junior sister slandered me, the Drunken Swordsman, I cut through the gate of heaven with one sword

They know that this is only the first stage and there are more difficult challenges waiting for them, but they have taken the first step towards success.

After passing the first level, the monks got a short break and sat on the ground to regulate their depleted spiritual energy.

Ye Qian'an used this time to adjust his state, but he was also a little curious about what the second level assessment of Aolai Country would be.

Soon, information about the second level of assessment came - stay in the spiritual pressure pool for one stick of incense time.

The Spiritual Pressure Pool is located in a valley in the back mountains of Aolai Country. It is a holy place for cultivation in Aolai Country. If it were not for this assessment, Aolai Country would naturally not have opened it.

When Ye Qian'an and others arrived, they saw a huge pool emitting dazzling light. A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from the pool, making the surrounding air heavy.

Many monks were eager to try and jumped into the pool. But soon, some monks could not bear the spiritual pressure and were bounced out. Their faces were pale and they obviously suffered serious internal injuries.

Qin Wuhen frowned and said, "It seems that this spirit pool contains a lot of energy. If you enter rashly, you might hurt your foundation."

Mo Xue turned sideways and said, "We can't just keep going like this. If the time is up and we haven't entered this place, I'm afraid we will really be eliminated."

Ye Qian'an squinted his eyes and could feel the majestic energy in the spirit pool. If he stepped into this place, he would probably hurt his foundation as Qin Wuhen said.

But there is no better solution at this point, and the spirit pool here may be able to improve the energy of one's own practice, which may not be dangerous for cultivators.

Ye Qian'an decided to give it a try first. If he really couldn't hold on, there would still be time to get out.

As soon as he entered the water, he felt an overwhelming pressure, as if his body was being pressed down by countless mountains, and it became difficult to circulate his spiritual energy.

Qin Wuhen, Mo Xue and Li Kai next to them looked at each other. Now even Ye Qian'an had already gone in. If they didn't go in, wouldn't they be laughed at by the world?

Thinking of this, the three of them also jumped into the pool one after another, each performing their own skills to resist the spiritual pressure. For a moment, the spiritual power in the spiritual pressure pool flickered, and the monks were struggling to hold on.

As time passed, the time of an incense stick was about to pass, but the spiritual pressure was getting stronger and stronger.

Ye Qian'an felt that his body had reached its limit, and every inch of his skin seemed to be burned by flames.

But after this burning sensation, the spiritual power in the body increased rapidly. In just a few breaths, the spiritual power had recovered to its best state.

Ye Qian'an was surprised: "Is this the spirit pond of Aolai Country? It is really powerful. This spirit pond contains tremendous energy. It can not only repair injuries, but also improve one's own strength. Interesting, really interesting."

At this time, within the mist, several men and women in gorgeous attire were looking in this direction. The middle-aged man in the lead stroked his beard, pointed at Qin Wuhen and said, "That little guy is quite interesting."

“Haha, after all, he is a disciple of the Liuyun Sword Sect of the Shenzhou Continent. His talent is the best in ten thousand years. It is said that he may even achieve the power of a saint in the future.”

"The Saintess of the Purple Sky Dynasty is not bad either. Although she is only at the peak of the Loose Immortal realm, after this is over, I'm afraid it won't take long for her to break through to the True Immortal realm."

One of the women gave him an admiring look, obviously intending to take Mo Xue as her disciple. "Haha, since you have all made your choice, then this disciple of the Li family of the Xuanshen Dynasty will be mine."

Another person also came over and pointed at Li Kai, who was also at the peak of the Loose Immortal level.

Everyone else also started looking for the most suitable place in their hearts, but no one chose Ye Qian'an.

It’s not that Ye Qiyan lacks talent, but that this group of Golden Immortal powerhouses can’t see through Ye Qiyan’s realm at all. They just treat him as an ordinary cultivator who has just entered the realm of Loose Immortal.

"What do you think of that little guy?" This time the middle-aged man finally pointed his finger at Ye Qian'an's position.

Everyone looked in the direction the middle-aged man pointed, with some confusion in their eyes.

"This person looks ordinary, but he must have some means to get to this point. However, he has entered the early stage of Loose Immortal at the age of 200, which can be considered as having some strength." An old man said, touching his chin.

"Humph, maybe he's just lucky. Although the first two levels are difficult, there are still people who pass them by luck. This final level is the real test of his strength. Let's see how long he can hold on."

The stern-looking woman said with disdain.

"That being said, we shouldn't be careless." The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He vaguely felt that Ye Qian'an had a mysterious aura that made him dare not underestimate him.

"But this little fellow has no sect or master, which makes me a little confused. Could it be that he achieved enlightenment through his own talent?"

The middle-aged man said with narrowed eyes.

"Brother Wang, is there anyone in this world who can achieve enlightenment solely through his own talent? Even if he realizes the Way of Heaven and enters the realm of Loose Immortal, so what? Without the help of a master, his ultimate achievement will be no more than the Golden Immortal Realm. Even if he is a Daluo Golden Immortal, he cannot even reach the threshold."

It was not easy to enter the realm of Daluo Jinxian. Even these old guys could not comprehend the artistic conception possessed by Daluo Jinxian. If one did not comprehend the artistic conception, then it would be impossible to enter the Daluo realm in this life.

The middle-aged man who called himself Senior Brother Wang did not say anything, but continued to look at Ye Qian'an in the pool. For some reason, this little guy gave him a different feeling.

The woman with a stern face snorted coldly and said, "The previous murder of the Young Master of the Divine Sword Sect has not been investigated clearly, and I don't know what the elders think."

"Be careful with your words!" Senior Brother Wang said with his eyes wide open, "Lu Liang's murder is not something we can contend with. This is the rule of heaven. How can it be your woman's opinion?"

The woman curled her lips and said, "Brother Wang, don't you know? Lu Liang was the elder's personal disciple. Now he was killed in Dongsheng Shenzhou. This is simply a shame for our Aolai country."

"The murderer hasn't been found yet, but the elders have announced the reselection of disciples. Isn't this a bit..."

Senior Brother Wang replied calmly, "How can we understand the elders' affairs? We should just watch with peace of mind. If the elders come in person, we just need to wait and don't say too much, so as not to bring trouble to ourselves."

After listening to what Senior Brother Wang said, the woman could only shake her head helplessly and focus her eyes on Mo Xue again, waiting for her to bring her a different miracle. (End of this chapter)