The Peerless Emperor (TPE)

The Bashan Myriad Elephants Trial proceeded with great enthusiasm under Lin Qian's supervision.

Seated at the center of the grand observation platform, Lin Qian and Ye Nanxin sat side by side in the front row. At this moment, no one from the Ye family dared to speak ill of Lin Qian anymore. Some members of the family didn't even have the courage to meet his gaze.

As night fell, the Bashan Myriad Elephants Trial concluded successfully, selecting fifty of the best youths from Bashan City who would accompany Lin Qian to the Wanxiang Sect. Of course, the total number who would enter the sect was fifty-one, as Lin Qian had promised Ye Lin a special spot.

That night, Bashan City was lively and festive. Families that had secured a spot for their children held grand celebrations. The Ye family was no exception, with Ye Nanxin drinking heavily and repeatedly praising Lin Qian for his achievements.

Three days later, at the city gates of Bashan, many gathered to bid farewell to the departing youths. As they watched their children ride away on horseback, many parents found their eyes welling up with tears.

"Lin Qian, I believe that you will become a figure of great renown in the future," Ye Nanxin thought quietly to himself as he watched the departing group.

"Who would have thought that the person my child called a benefactor would turn out to be Lin Qian?" The city lord Bai Zun, standing beside him, sighed as he looked into the distance. "Who could have imagined that the 'waste' everyone talked about would become the famous and talented Young Emperor of the Wanxiang Sect?"

"Hahaha, the one thing in this world that is impossible to predict is youth," Ye Nanxin said, squinting at the distant sun. "They always manage to create miracles."

On the official road, Lin Qian led the group of fifty-one youths from Bashan City, riding a black horse at the front. On either side of the group rode Zhao Qiang and Zhao Jian, while Bai Ren brought up the rear, ensuring that no one fell behind.

As night fell and they found themselves without shelter, Lin Qian had no choice but to set up camp along the roadside.

"Everyone, come here and sit cross-legged," Lin Qian called out after they had eaten their rations. The youths, who had been chatting idly, quickly gathered at his command, sitting cross-legged in front of him.

Ye Lin, sitting at the front, couldn't contain her curiosity and asked eagerly, "Brother-in-law, what's going on?"

"It's something very important," Lin Qian replied with a smile, then turned to address the group. "You have all passed the Bashan Myriad Elephants Trial, which means you are now officially enrolled as registered disciples of the Wanxiang Sect."

"As the Sect's Inspector, it is my duty to teach you the basics of the Wanxiang Sect's foundational cultivation method, the Wanxiang Qi Condensation Technique. Although it is a basic technique, it is far superior to what you have been practicing so far."

"When you successfully break through to the Forming Yuan Realm, you will be eligible to take the entrance examination to become outer sect disciples and choose more advanced techniques."

Hearing that Lin Qian was going to teach them the Wanxiang Sect's technique, the youths were ecstatic. Even Ye Long and Ye Feng, who had been less enthusiastic, couldn't hide their excitement.

After ensuring that everyone was settled, Lin Qian carefully explained the Wanxiang Qi Condensation Technique to them, word by word. Once they had memorized the technique, they immediately closed their eyes and began practicing.

Lin Qian, Bai Ren, Zhao Qiang, and Zhao Jian kept a close watch, ready to step in and correct anyone who encountered difficulties during their practice.

Suddenly, Lin Qian noticed that Ye Long's skin was turning red, and his breathing was becoming rapid. He quickly rushed over and tapped him three times on the chest.

"Calm your mind, slow the circulation of your soul power by thirty percent, and do not be impatient," Lin Qian instructed. Ye Long immediately followed his advice, and with the aid of the three soul power-infused taps, the abnormality in his body gradually subsided.

After a while, Ye Long opened his eyes, looking both grateful and ashamed as he gazed at Lin Qian. "Lin Qian, I..."

Ye Long had once looked down on Lin Qian. However, after realizing the true extent of Lin Qian's strength, he fully understood the gap between them, to the point where he couldn't even muster any jealousy. Reflecting on his past harsh words, Ye Long felt deeply ashamed.

"Don't be hasty in your pursuit of success. Keep a steady mind and don't be arrogant," Lin Qian advised with a smile, giving Ye Long a firm pat on the shoulder. "You are also part of the Ye family. The world outside Bashan City is vast. You must strive to make something of yourself."

With that, Lin Qian stood up and continued observing the others as they practiced.

Lin Qian held no grudge against Ye Long or Ye Feng for their previous behavior, especially considering Ye Nanxin and Ye Xin's connections. He saw no point in dwelling on it.

Ye Long, watching Lin Qian's retreating figure, felt a complex mix of emotions and silently resolved to better himself.

The following morning, Lin Qian led the group onward toward the Wanxiang Sect. After half a month of travel, they finally arrived at the sect's mountain gate.

"Wow!"

The youths from Bashan City stood before the mountain gate of the Wanxiang Sect, their faces filled with awe as they took in the scenery within the sect.

The towering mountain range was shrouded in mist, and in the distance, they could see the massive structures on the mountains. Some even spotted huge suspension bridges connecting two mountains.

Closer to them was a wide, stone staircase made of white rock, leading up into the mist.

Lin Qian stepped forward, reaching out to the seemingly empty space in front of him.

As his hand extended, a semi-transparent barrier suddenly appeared, blocking the entrance to the sect. However, when Lin Qian's hand made contact with the barrier, ripples spread across its surface, eventually forming an entrance.

"Go ahead," Lin Qian instructed, and the youths, filled with curiosity, cautiously stepped through the opening in the barrier.

After everyone had entered, Lin Qian withdrew his hand and followed them through the opening.

Suddenly, a figure descended swiftly from above, landing in front of Lin Qian.

The sudden arrival startled Ye Lin and the others. The person before them was clearly a Wanxiang Sect disciple, and the aura he exuded was that of the Gathering Yuan Realm. However, the speed he had just demonstrated was at least several times faster than the strongest among them, Ye Long.

Was there really such a vast difference between Wanxiang Sect disciples and them, even at the same level?

"Brother Lin, you're finally back! I've been guarding the mountain gate for days, waiting for you," the disciple said anxiously. "Your master has fallen ill!"

"What!" Lin Qian's heart skipped a beat. He turned to Bai Ren and instructed, "Take care of them. Lead them to the Registration Hall."

Without waiting for a reply, Lin Qian, his expression urgent, unleashed a burst of speed and dashed into the sect, disappearing from sight in an instant.