The sound of bells rang through the morning air as the watchman struck them with a hammer, echoing through the wooden houses. LianXian opened his sleepy eyes and sighed, "It's already the hour before dawn. It all comes down to this day."
He had been lying in bed for a long time, thinking about various scenarios. Though he could xgather Qi, thanks to the basic steps his parents had taught him in the past. However, he had not yet started the formal cultivation.
Slowly he shoved the thin blanket aside and glanced at the window. Snow was still falling, and a desolate scenery greeted him. Wooden houses stood out in the thick sea of snow.
Wooden houses stood out in the thick sea of snow [https://img.wattpad.com/e2bae8006395c37f300e13878d51d7f1fdc2328d/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f6e4d335f353838624a4d346437413d3d2d313436353139383234352e313765363162363936656331363936623631343630353534363538392e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]
These were the traditional houses used in the northern plains - After a light breakfast, he left the house. On the way, he saw many youths of similar age, all in groups of twos and threes, clearly heading to the same destination.
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Soon, he reached the gate of the Jade Sword Sect. Two long lines extended from the gate. He quietly joined one of them, surrounded by people of all sorts, each hoping to pass the Sect's entry exam and begin their cultivation journey. The Jade Sword Sect, while considered small, was still quite impressive in size.
In the center, a man in a green robe oversaw the process. He stood tall and imposing, with a presence that commanded respect and attention. His robe, embroidered with intricate silver patterns, fluttered slightly in the cold breeze. With sharp, observant eyes, he meticulously monitored each candidate, ensuring everything proceeded smoothly. Occasionally, he would nod or gesture to the guards, who responded with swift efficiency. His aura exuded authority, leaving no doubt that he was a senior figure within the sect.
After a while, it was LianXian's turn. The guard handed him a plaque with the number 17 written on it, and he continued his journey into the sect.
The guard handed him a plaque with the number 17 written on it, and he continued his journey into the sect [https://img.wattpad.com/f859a8adb6c1af63342622cb2c1cf3db962f80de/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f5f45695158564e49477146305a773d3d2d313436353139383234352e3137653631616431383763393061636639353035363834393830392e6a7067?s=fit&w=1280&h=1280]