Bullfighting Palace!
The hall had no roof, and stars filled the sky. Boundless starlight sprinkled down, illuminating the entire Bullfighting Palace with peerless beauty and added an extremely mysterious color to it.
Ye Xuan sat on the throne in the center of the Bullfighting Palace. His expression was very calm, and no one could tell what he was thinking. However, Fatso Huang and the others frowned slightly, and there was hesitation in their eyes.
"Sir, we …"
Fatso Huang bowed. Unfortunately, before he could finish, Ye Xuan waved his hand and interrupted him. "I know what you want to say."
Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Fatso Huang and the others looked at each other, and there was a hint of shame and unwillingness in their eyes.
"You feel that your cultivation is too weak to follow me, right?" Ye Xuan smiled and directly said what Fatso Huang and the others were thinking.
"Sir, please teach us how to cultivate. If we don't enter the Allheaven Xuan Immortal Realm, how can we serve you?" Fatso Huang knelt on the ground, and so did the others. Everyone looked at Ye Xuan with pleading eyes.
Whether it was Fatso Huang or Gu Beichen, each of them had their own pride. When they saw the cultivation of the Celestial Court Immortals, a sense of urgency rose in their hearts.
Too strong, really too strong. Not to mention the Daluo Jinxian like Shen Gongbao and the Celestial Court Immortals, even the ordinary Celestial Soldiers and Celestial Generals were Celestial Immortals.
Weak, very weak, as weak as ants. This was the definition that Fatso Huang and the others gave themselves.
More than six thousand years had passed, and Ye Xuan had long grown into the Celestial Emperor of the Three Realms. Even the Daluo Jinxian had to bow down to them, and countless immortals served Ye Xuan.
On the other hand, Fatso Huang and the others had also discovered a fact. With their current cultivation, they did not have the right to stay by Ye Xuan's side at all. This made them feel both unwilling and helpless.
Therefore, Fatso Huang and the others all knelt before Ye Xuan, hoping that Ye Xuan would teach them the Immortal's Arts so that they could quickly improve their cultivation.
Ye Xuan said calmly, "The Immortal Dao is rugged and full of tribulations. If you are not afraid of death, I will arrange some trials for you. If you can survive 10,000 years later, you will be able to step into the Golden Immortal Realm."
"Thank you for your guidance, Sir." Fatso Huang and the others kowtowed to Ye Xuan excitedly.
Ye Xuan sighed as he looked at the determined eyes of Fatso Huang and the others. After all, these people were once his most loyal subordinates. Although their cultivation was weak now, Ye Xuan was the Celestial Emperor of the Three Realms. Even if he could use Spirit Medicine to boost their cultivation, Spirit Medicine was only an aid in cultivation. It was indispensable for the mental journey and the comprehension of each realm.
"Before I send you off, I want to tell you in advance that this path is too rugged and cruel. Perhaps only one-third of you will survive, or perhaps all of you will die."
"It's not too late to back out now. I can use the Peach of Immortality Golden Elixir to help you step into the Golden Immortal Realm within three years. However, you will forever be stuck in the Allheaven Realm."
Ye Xuan said solemnly. He was also telling Fatso Huang and the others that they still had a chance to back out now.
"Sir, you don't have to say anymore. No matter what the path ahead is, we will definitely not let you down."
Fatso Huang did not hesitate at all because he knew that as Ye Xuan's cultivation increased, the gap between them would also increase. The Golden Immortal Realm of the Allheaven Realm seemed very tempting, but it was definitely not the end that Fatso Huang and the others wanted to reach.
"Well, then listen to me in detail because each of you will have a different trial path." Ye Xuan said solemnly, and his voice became gloomy.
"Fatso Huang."
"Your subordinate is here." Fatso Huang bowed, his expression extremely solemn.
"The Yama Underworld, the Eighteen Layers of Hell, and the Nether Blood Sea. This is the Underworld of the Three Realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and also the realm with the most complicated forces. I want to annihilate your physical body and turn you into a Ghost Immortal. From then on, you will no longer be an immortal, but an ordinary Ghost Immortal of the Underworld. Your ultimate task is to become the disciple of the Ghost Emperors of Five Directions. If you can become the disciple of the Nether River Patriarch, a Quasi-Saint, then you will have exceeded the requirements of this trial path." Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and spoke in an extremely low voice.
Shattering one's immortal body and turning into a Ghost Immortal was a pain that ordinary people could not endure. His Nascent Spirit would suffer the pain of ten thousand blades piercing through his heart. However, Fatso Huang was not afraid at all. He nodded solemnly because Ye Xuan's will was the goal of his life.
Fatso Huang did not know what Ye Xuan wanted to do, but he knew that Ye Xuan would not harm him. This made Fatso Huang kowtow three times to Ye Xuan to show that he would complete this trial path with a slim chance of survival.
"Xue Gie!"
"Martial Uncle!"
Xue Gie knelt down and looked at Ye Xuan with a determined gaze. Although she was only a woman, she had a willpower that did not fear death. Moreover, she had great admiration for her Martial Uncle.
"Xue Gie, I will destroy your cultivation and turn you back into a young white fox. Your Longevity Spirit will also be completely erased. Then, I will send you to the Green Hill Fox Clan. Your mission is to burn incense and pray to the Nüwa Palace every day from a young age. No matter how much you suffer in the Green Hill Fox Clan, you have to kowtow three times to the statue of the Nüwa Goddess every day. If you can enter the Nüwa Palace and follow by the side of Saint Nüwa, then you will have completed this trial path." Ye Xuan said solemnly.
"Martial Uncle, don't worry. Xue Gie will not let you down." Xue Gie kowtowed three times, her eyes filled with determination.
"Gu Beichen, your subordinate is here."
"I want you to become a Devil Immortal. From now on, you will not cultivate the Way of Immortality and only cultivate magic. I will also send you to the legendary Devil World. This Devil World is full of evil spirits and prehistoric monsters. It is a small world created by the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou. It is filled with endless danger. You will dance with death day and night. If you make a mistake, you will die. Your trial path is to worship the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou as your master." Ye Xuan said in a cold voice.
The so-called Devil World, although located in the Three Realms, was only a small world. It was like the ancestral land of the Sorcerer Tribe. However, the Devil World was filled with killing. It was very likely that Gu Beichen would die in the Devil World before he could see the Devil Ancestor Luo Hou.
"Sir, don't worry. Beichen will definitely appear before you alive." Gu Beichen smiled proudly. There was no fear in his eyes because he was no longer the weak youth. After thousands of years, he also had a heart that was as firm as a rock.
"Ming Yi."
"Your subordinate is here."
"I want you to become a Buddha. I will send you to the Great Thunderclap Temple in the Western Spirit Mountain. As long as you worship Duobao Rulai as your master, you will have completed your trial path."
"Yes, Sir." Ming Yi bowed and accepted the order.
"Ming Er, I will send you to the Chan Sect. Your trial path is to become the third generation disciple of the Chan Sect and worship the South Pole Immortal as your master."
"Yes, Sir." Ming Er nodded solemnly.
"Ming San."
"Your subordinate is here."
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