The Xuan Sect had existed for thousands of years. Since ancient times, it had stood alongside Kunlun and Xiaosui Peak as one of the pillars of the cultivation world. Among them, Xuan Sect was the most powerful, making it the ultimate dream of those who wished to ascend to immortality. Unfortunately, whether it was Kunlun, Xiaosui Peak, or Xuan Sect, the requirements for accepting disciples were extremely strict.
They did not accept those with impure intentions.
They did not accept cowards afraid of death.
They did not accept those without talent.
Just these three rules alone had blocked countless hopefuls from stepping through their gates.
In recent years, the demonic sects had become increasingly rampant, destroying many smaller sects. Their growing influence threatened to overshadow the major righteous sects, including Xuan Sect, leaving the cultivation world in a state of unease.
More and more people began to closely watch Xuan Sect’s movements.
Today, Xuan Sect released a major announcement—Sect Master Xuan Qingzi had bestowed the legendary Cold Abyss Sword, a weapon traditionally passed down to the next sect leader, upon his second disciple.
This second disciple was a prodigy. Since joining Xuan Sect, she had reached the Foundation Establishment stage at the age of five, the Golden Core stage at fourteen, and just days after turning fifteen, she had already broken through to the Nascent Soul stage. News of her advancement sent shockwaves through the cultivation world.
The Golden Core stage was a formidable barrier for cultivators—many spent their entire lives unable to surpass it. Those who could reach the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age were practically unheard of in thousands of years. Naturally, everyone believed she had the potential to become the youngest cultivator to ever ascend.
It would have been unquestionable for such a rare talent to be the next sect leader.
But she was a woman.
And a woman, according to many, was incapable of bearing such a great responsibility. Even in a world of cultivation, these biases persisted.
Whenever Xuan Sect disciples heard people slandering their senior sister, they couldn’t help but retaliate—sometimes physically—before adding, “You’re just jealous of our senior sister’s talent!”
Xuan Sect’s senior sister was as cold and ethereal as a celestial being, disinterested in idle chatter. Yet she was always kind and protective toward her junior disciples. Despite her unparalleled talent, she never flaunted it. Her beauty was otherworldly, making her both revered and unattainable.
Within Xuan Sect, her prestige rivaled that of the elders, and her popularity certainly surpassed that of their handsome and elegant senior brother.
To the disciples of Xuan Sect, she was like a deity standing above the clouds—beyond the reach or criticism of mere mortals.
Her residence was on Haomiao Peak, the highest point of Xuan Sect, where the spiritual energy was the densest. Xuan Qingzi had given her this place when she was very young, and no one dared to object—because no one could claim to surpass her.
Today, like always, she stood at the peak. Dressed in flowing white robes, she faced the wind, her long black hair lifting slightly. With her breathtaking features tilted at a classic forty-five-degree angle toward the vast blue sky, she closed her eyes, exuding an aloof serenity that made her seem untouchable. The flawless contours of her profile made it impossible to look away. Even among the immortal sects, such an ethereal beauty was rare.
Hiding in a corner, clutching her face in admiration, Li Qing whispered, “Senior Sister is contemplating how to break through her bottleneck. As expected of her—always training diligently.”
“Yes, yes! I heard that last time, she was just like this—closing her eyes in deep thought—and suddenly gained enlightenment. Her soul ascended, and she reached the Nascent Soul stage in an instant,” Wen Dong sighed in admiration.
Li Qing and Wen Dong were both disciples of the Disciplinary Elder.
Hearing her fellow disciple’s words, Li Qing let out a melancholic sigh. “Sigh, someone like Senior Sister… I’ll never be able to catch up to her.”
The pair secretly watched for a long time before finally leaving as the sun set behind the mountains.
Not long after they left, the aloof beauty opened her eyes and gave a slight nod.
“Hm… I’ll have braised pork for dinner today.”
No one knew that every time their supposedly enlightened senior sister stood in silence, exuding an air of profound wisdom, she was just deciding what to eat.