Chapter 401

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Chapter 401: Unveiling the Heavenly Stairs!

“The Heavenly Stairs!”

Su Yi looked up at the towering Heavenly Stairs, which rose like a mountain with its peak cut off, surrounded by well-arranged blue stone steps.

Amid the crowded scene, Su Yi couldn’t help but feel a surge of excitement in his chest.

After all, Su Yi was still young, and this grand event stirred his emotions.

At that moment, he too wondered how far he would be able to go on the Heavenly Stairs.

“There are seven levels to the Heavenly Stairs. The first level has seven hundred steps, the second level six hundred, the third level five hundred. By the time you reach the seventh level, there are only one hundred steps. But the higher you go, the greater the pressure. It is not just a test of talent, but also of battle power. It will test you comprehensively. Stepping on the fourth level means you’ve passed and have a great chance of becoming an inner disciple.”

Xu Jiahui, knowing that this was Su Yi’s first time on the Heavenly Stairs, explained everything to him. At the same time, her own eyes showed nervousness.

Outer disciples like them had to reach the fourth level, which meant they possessed the talent of a Commander Grade, in order to have a shot at becoming inner disciples.

“A comprehensive test!” Su Yi’s eyes shifted.

Back in Man City, Wang Quande from the Scared Mountain had tested him, recognizing his four attributes, which allowed him to qualify as a servant.

But the Heavenly Stairs provided a comprehensive test. It would evaluate his battle power, and the question was whether he could even make it, or if, like the Yuan Testing Stone, it would deem him a servant.

Although Su Yi was indifferent to how his talent would be assessed on the Heavenly Stairs, he was still somewhat curious.

“It’s him, Su Yi, the outer disciple from the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak!”

“Is he the one who defeated Jian Shiyi? Why is he here at the Heavenly Stairs?”

“Looks like he is indeed an outer disciple. If not, he wouldn’t be here for the test.”

Su Yi was soon recognized.

On the day of his victory in front of the Divine Sword Cliff, many disciples witnessed his defeat of Jian Shiyi.

“Swish, swish…”

Curious eyes turned to Su Yi, scrutinizing him.

Disciples who hadn’t seen Su Yi defeat Jian Shiyi before now looked at him in disbelief.

Could it be true that this unassuming youth had the strength to defeat Jian Shiyi, who was ranked 15th in the Sword Tower?

Many of the disciples nearby glanced at Su Yi and Zhang Qing, with looks that were kind, some even nodding and smiling.

“Come over here, this spot is good!”

A disciple spoke up and helped move Zhang Qing, Xu Jiahui, and the others to a better spot.

At this moment, it was hard to find a good place to stand in the dense crowd.

“Thank you.”

Zhang Qing gave a subtle smile, never before having been treated so politely by anyone.

Of course, she knew this was all due to Su Yi.

They were only benefiting from Su Yi’s reputation; otherwise, no one would have been so courteous to disciples from the Thirty-Sixth Sword Peak.

It seemed that the time had not yet come. Disciples were still rushing in from every direction, and the sounds around them grew louder, becoming a deafening clamor that echoed across the sky.

Below the Heavenly Stairs, several stewards from the Divine Sword School and senior disciples were maintaining order, preparing for the opening of the Heavenly Stairs.

In the distance, a peak stood shrouded in clouds and mist.

On this peak stood two figures, their intangible presence seeming to freeze the surrounding space.

These two individuals were Situ Liuyun, the leader of the Divine Sword School, and the Right Dharma Protector.

“It seems many elders are more focused on the Heavenly Stairs than the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords,” said the Right Dharma Protector, scanning from a distance, his smile faint.

“The direct disciples haven’t entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords yet. While some inner disciples may perform well, it’s still not enough to capture the elders’ attention. But today, many are likely curious about how far Su Yi will get on the Heavenly Stairs.”

Situ Liuyun spoke softly, his eyes fixed on the Heavenly Stairs, filled with anticipation.

“Su Yi’s strength at such a young age is extraordinary. I, too, am eager to see just how far he can go!” the Right Dharma Protector commented.

Su Yi’s performance at the Divine Sword School was so remarkable it had caught the attention of all the elders.

…

As time passed, the buzz of conversation grew louder, finally merging into a clamor that rose to the heavens in front of the Heavenly Stairs.

“It’s almost time! All disciples, please be quiet!”

Suddenly, a voice rang out. An old man, speaking clearly though not loudly, addressed the crowd.

The old man was surrounded by several armored disciples, their eyes sharp as lightning, disciplined in maintaining order before the Heavenly Stairs.

The surrounding noise immediately stopped, and everyone became still.

The disciples’ eyes were all fixed on the Heavenly Stairs, and the atmosphere turned tense and silent.

“On the Heavenly Stairs, you must give it your all. This is a test that reflects your five-year effort. Those who reach the fourth level will be able to enter a spatial portal directly to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.”

The old man scanned the area, his eyes half-lidded and glowing with sharp brilliance.

“Boom!”

As his voice echoed, the void trembled, and the Heavenly Stairs shook. A bright light filled the air, and the whole area became suffused with ancient runes, as though coming to life.

“Clatter clatter…”

In an instant, the Heavenly Stairs began to glow with a divine light, surrounded by a radiance that rivaled the morning sun.

A mighty aura surged across the ancient, vast earth.

“The Heavenly Stairs have opened!”

Many disciples clenched their fists secretly, feeling their blood burn with excitement.

This was the trial they had faced over the past five years at the Divine Sword School. If they could make it to the fourth level, they would gain entry to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, a prospect that thrilled them.

Once inside, they would fight alongside inner and even direct disciples.

Even if they lost to the inner disciples and direct disciples, it would still be an honor to have faced them in battle.

Liu Yunchuan, Yun Lingfeng, and other exceptional beings would enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords. Even if they were defeated, it would still be a prestigious achievement.

Decades later, when figures like Liu Yunchuan and Yun Lingfeng became legendary top powerhouses, they would proudly recount that they had once fought alongside them in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.

It would be an incredible honor to have fought beside them when they were young!

“If you are strong enough, you will have the chance to become an inner disciple or even a direct disciple. Five years ago, you fell short, but today, you have the chance to rise. Your performance today will determine your future!”

The old man continued, his voice thunderous, his body emanating a subtle, fluctuating aura.