Chapter Five: Registration

  A month later is the trial activity of Rain Bamboo Forest, this time Wang Fei must participate, so Wang Fei quickly finishes the work in the medicine field and returns to his own room.

  To participate in this event, the conditions for miscellaneous disciples are not only over 15 years old, but also their cultivation must be at least at the second layer of Lingyue period. Wang Fei is only at the first layer and needs to speed up.

  Fortunately, Wang Fei himself had reached the bottleneck of breaking through to the second layer of Ling Yu. With his improved spiritual root and twenty yellow-grade spirit crystals, he was able to break through to the second layer in just a month, which wasn't too difficult.

  Looking at the twenty glittering Spirit Crystals, Wang Fei felt a slight heartache. After all, they were twenty Spirit Crystals, enough to exchange for two hundred Fusion Spirit Pills.

  Just thinking of the forest trial, Wang Fei gritted his teeth and resolutely decided to cultivate with the Ling Crystal.

  Having made up his mind, Wang Fei did not immediately start cultivating, but instead took out the alchemy manual and began to flip through it.

  After a moment, Wang Fei's heart was filled with joy. The alchemy manual indeed had the method for refining the Clear Spirit Liquid. After all, this Clear Spirit Liquid wasn't a high-grade elixir, it was quite normal.

  However, to refine the Qingling eye liquid, two main medicines and one medicine guide are required. Main medicine: Zi Zhu Cao, Ming Ye Zi. Medicine guide: Bai Nian Feng Wang Jiang.

  Two kinds of medicinal materials, as Wang Fei knew, were available in the ravines and streams of the Rain Bamboo Forest. As for the medicine guide, Wang Fei was not worried about it, because his family specialized in beekeeping.

  With a reasonable plan in place, Wang Fei put away the alchemy manual and took out five yellow crystal cores of third-grade spiritual energy from the Lingzhu.

  Ling crystal has three levels: second-rate, first-rate and top-grade. Ling crystal is produced in the spiritual vein, which is also divided into four levels: Tian, Di, Xuan and Huang.

  The Ling crystal in Wang Fei's hand was just the lowest grade of Huang Mai third-rate, but for Wang Fei, it was enough.

  Wang Fei arranged the five Ling crystals in a pentagonal shape, and then sat cross-legged in the center. Suddenly, a mighty spiritual energy enveloped him.

  He didn't say another word, his hands formed a seal, and he began to manipulate the spiritual energy. As the incantation circulated, Wang Fei started absorbing the spiritual energy around him.

  A rich spiritual energy slowly flowed into Wang Fei's body, wandering through his limbs and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians. It seeped into his skin, permeated his blood, and his breathing, heartbeat, and pulse all entered a peculiar rhythm, ultimately locking onto his Spiritual Root.

  Feeling the comfort spreading throughout his body, Wang Fei remained still, quietly sensing the subtle changes. More and more pale yellow energy flows were emitted from the rounded Lingjing, seeping into his body. As more pale yellow energy accumulated inside him, a warm glow began to emanate from his skin. Meanwhile, the colors of the five Huang Mai San Deng Lingjings surrounding him, which had been shining with a crystalline yellow light, gradually faded.

  About half a time, the last yellow on the crystal disappeared and became completely transparent. Some spots could still be seen inside, like other impurities in general. Suddenly, it cracked open with a crackling sound.

  "With the spiritual crystal, cultivation is really refreshing. If I could use the spiritual crystal every day, my progress would be much faster." Wang Fei muttered to himself as he gazed at the already shattered spiritual crystal.

  Thinking of this, Wang Fei let out a long sigh, and at this speed of cultivation, it would take no more than a month to break through to the second layer of Lingyuan.

  With a hint of excitement, Wang Fei continued his cultivation.

  ……

  More than twenty days later, in the early morning, Wang Fei suddenly opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed through his pupils, and his face, which had been pale due to years of malnutrition, gradually became rosy and full of vitality.

  His whole body was circulating with a brilliant red glow, and he looked refreshed and spirited.

  "The second floor of Lingyue period, I've finally reached the second floor. The selection is about to begin, and this time I must succeed!"

  Wang Fei gazed at his hands with excitement, sensing the changes in his body, overjoyed. Having reached the second layer of Ling Yu, it meant he could learn to control flying swords.

  Wang Fei didn't immediately start cultivating, but instead snapped his fingers to calculate, and was suddenly shocked: he had been single-mindedly cultivating, unknowingly passing twenty-seven days, today was exactly the day of registration.

  Without saying more, Wang Fei stood up, straightened his clothes and rushed out of the door in a swift step towards the personnel department.

  The Personnel Department is a specialized agency responsible for handling personnel matters of the sect. Whenever the sect recruits new disciples or makes changes to existing ones, they come to the Personnel Department to make records.

  Wang Fei was getting anxious in his heart, fearing that he would miss the timing, so he quickened his pace and walked for about an hour or more before finally arriving at his destination.

  At a glance, the personnel department is outside the hall, surrounded by large crowds of people. Although there are many people, it's very quiet, as several formal disciples maintain order and two others take notes.

  The Rain Bamboo Forest Trial, even if it's a formal disciple, not every time can participate, the sect has a rule, in order to give each disciple a chance, each formal disciple can only participate twice in a row, after which they must be separated by one, of course, if not continuous, there is no problem.

  This was Wang Fei's first time, and he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness in his heart.

  He thought that with the help of the spirit crystal, he had risen from the first level to the second level in just one month. Wang Fei couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency and wanted to get his hands on more spirit crystals as soon as possible, charging forward.

  Wang Fei knew that cultivating with Ling Crystal was a luxurious thing, but the effect was very obvious.

  To make an analogy, a person with spiritual roots, who cultivates himself every day by inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy, and also by cultivating spiritual crystals, under the same conditions, given ten years of time, the former may only reach the initial stage of spiritual overflow, but the latter can even reach the foundation-building stage!

  This is another decisive factor apart from its own spiritual root.

  Without hesitation, Wang Fei headed towards the registration place.

  On the registration desk, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties sat with a tuft of black and gray beard, wearing a gray Taoist robe, with a high Taoist bun on his head, looking spirited. As soon as he saw Wang Fei approaching, noticing that his clothes were shabby, he knew he was a miscellaneous disciple, and a look of disdain appeared on his face, coldly saying: "Are you here to register?"

  "Not bad, next is Wang Fei, planning to sign up for the Forest Trial."

  "Oh, the Rain Bamboo Forest trial, although the danger coefficient is not high, but for you miscellaneous disciples, it's extremely dangerous. If you haven't reached the second layer of Ling Yu, don't even think about it."

  The Taoist in grey robes reminded him.

  "Personnel elder, I have reached the second layer." Wang Fei said with a determined face.

  Upon hearing this, the personnel elder was slightly taken aback, then looked up and down at Wang Fei once, discovering that he indeed had a second layer of spiritual aura. He nodded his head, picked up his pen, and said: "Alright, if you're not afraid to die, then it's settled. Three days later, a disciple will come to lead you."

  Watching the personnel director write down his own name with a few strokes, Wang Fei was overjoyed. He stood up and bid farewell to leave.

  Just as Wang Fei had not yet turned around, a voice with a hidden murderous intent came from behind him: "Wang Fei, long time no see."