I Transmigrated Into a Fantasy World and Write a Diary to Get Stronger, But the Female Leads Are All Acting Strange - Chapter 11:

Chapter 11: Sect Entry Test

Luo Yuling thought for a moment and said, “There is someone. I ran into a shady guy in Zixiao Town today named Ye Fan. He was really annoying. He’s probably here for the sect disciple recruitment ceremony. If possible, Master, can you make sure he doesn’t get admitted?”

Ning Xue fell into thought. 

According to what Li Yinchuan wrote in his diary, her little disciple should have been madly in love with Ye Fan. But her current attitude was completely opposite. It seemed very likely that her precious disciple also had a diary.

Ning Xue didn’t care whether others had a diary or not, as long as her little disciple wasn’t harmed. “Mm, I understand. But I’m just an elder, I might not have the final say. I’ll do my best. Go rest now. Tomorrow, I’ll start teaching you alchemy,” Ning Xue said.

“Okay, Master.” Luo Yuling greeted her and left.

“A 6th-tier Purple Restoration Pill… Li Yinchuan actually has such a high-grade pill and wants to give it to Yuling. This person doesn’t seem so bad after all,” Ning Xue murmured.

…

Xu Feng’er’s room.

After reading the latest diary entry, Xu Feng’er frowned and snorted. There was content about her in it—something about looks and roast chicken that didn’t quite make sense. 

But calling her hot-tempered and teasing her figure? 

How could Xu Feng’er tolerate that?

“Just wait until you become an inner court disciple. I’ll beat you up every day!” Xu Feng’er clenched her fists.

…

Before they knew it, it was already midnight.

Li Yinchuan had spent the whole afternoon cultivating Instant Step, but hadn’t learned even a scrap of it. He couldn’t tell whether the Earth-grade movement technique was too difficult, or if his talent and comprehension were just too poor. He couldn’t understand a single thing.

“This is so hard! System Daddy, can you just let me instantly cultivate it to perfection?” Li Yinchuan lay on the bed and howled.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing today’s diary entry. Word count insufficient. Content lacking. Evaluation: B.]

[Host has received one Black Iron Gift Pack!]

“Ah?!”

Hearing the system message, Li Yinchuan felt like his heart was breaking. His diary had been rated poorly by the system for not having enough content, and he only got a B. 

That was outrageous! 

Looks like tomorrow he’d need to fill it up with more fluff… write a lot more. At the very least, hit the required word count.

“Open the gift pack.”

[Opening Black Iron Gift Pack. Host has received five years of cultivation and 1,000 spirit stones!]

“What the hell, only five years of cultivation?” Li Yinchuan was incredibly annoyed. Even fifty years might not have helped him much, let alone five. And 1,000 spirit stones were barely something to mention. After absorbing the five years’ worth of system cultivation, his level hadn’t changed—still stuck at peak 1st stage Foundation Establishment Realm.

“This won’t do. I can’t slack off tomorrow. I must write properly.” Li Yinchuan made up his mind.

…

The next morning.

At the entrance of Heavenly Purple Star Sect, a massive crowd had gathered. A rough count showed at least ten thousand people. All of them were here to participate in the sect disciple recruitment.

Li Yinchuan also arrived early.

“Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!” From within the crowd, Li Yinchuan heard a familiar voice. Turning around, he saw that it was Wang Defa and his group. Wang Defa squeezed through the crowd to get to him and grinned.

“Brother-in-law, fancy running into you again.”

“Why are you the only one here? Where are those two… lackeys of yours?” Li Yinchuan asked.

“They came with me but weren’t joining the sect. They’ve already gone back,” Wang Defa replied.

“You doing alright?” Li Yinchuan glanced at him.

“All good, all good. I’ve got thick skin and tough flesh. If you hadn’t stepped in yesterday, I’d have been beaten up for sure,” Wang Defa chuckled. “By the way, Brother-in-law, what are you doing here?”

“Same as you—here for the entry trial.”

“Huh?” Wang Defa was surprised. “Aren’t you already a disciple of Heavenly Purple Star Sect? Why are you also taking the test?”

“I was a servant disciple before. Now I’m taking part in the competition to become an official outer sect disciple.”

Wang Defa was stunned. So even a servant disciple from this sect was that strong? He’d been beaten like a chicken. Then how strong would an outer sect disciple be?

Didn’t that mean the entry trial would be extremely difficult?

Originally, Wang Defa had felt pretty confident in his 5th stage Qi Refining Realm. Now, not so much.

As they chatted, a loud “dong” echoed from within Heavenly Purple Star Sect.

Everyone turned to look. Dozens of figures flew in from the distance. Leading them was the sect’s Vice Sect Master, Mo Xian, followed by four elders and several dozen disciples.

“Greetings, fellow Daoists!” Mo Xian’s voice, empowered by spiritual Qi, boomed like thunder across the sky, heard clearly by the tens of thousands gathered.

The crowd blushed with excitement. Mo Xian, as the Vice Sect Master of Heavenly Purple Star Sect and a mighty Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, held both great status and strength. Yet he was being so polite and even addressed them as “fellow Daoists”—that made everyone feel incredibly honored.

No wonder Heavenly Purple Star Sect had such a great reputation in the cultivation world. That kind of humility was rare.

“Today marks the once-every-three-years disciple recruitment ceremony of our Heavenly Purple Star Sect. Auspicious clouds gather, fortune is upon us!” Mo Xian spoke for several minutes about the sect’s history, glorious battle records, internal resources, and the sense of honor among disciples.

Li Yinchuan found himself dozing off—it was no different from the long-winded speeches school principals gave back in the day. The others, however, were all fired up, like they’d been injected with chicken blood.

Soon after finishing his opening speech, Mo Xian departed, leaving the testing process to the elders and disciples.

“There are three parts to the entry trial. Only those who pass all three will become disciples of the Heavenly Purple Star Sect!” one elder shouted. “We will now begin the first test. Enter the door in front of you. We’ll be waiting behind it.”

Hearing that, many looked confused. Just walk through a door?

That sounded way too easy. As long as you had legs, right?

Everyone surged toward the door.

But the next moment, loud “bang bang bang” sounds rang out as those in the lead crashed to the ground like they’d hit a wall, bouncing back violently.

“This door is weird,” Wang Defa said in surprise.

“Yeah, there’s an invisible gravitational pressure on the door. You have to walk through slowly,” Li Yinchuan explained.

The first test wasn’t actually difficult. As long as you walked through slowly, you’d pass. The faster you charged, the greater the pressure. But there were always some boneheaded ones who insisted on brute-forcing their way through.

Half an hour later, most had passed the first gate. Only a small number with extremely low cultivation didn’t make it—those who hadn’t even reached the 1st stage Qi Refining Realm couldn’t withstand the pressure even when walking slowly.

Li Yinchuan and Wang Defa naturally passed easily. Then, in the crowd, Li Yinchuan spotted a familiar figure.

It was Ye Fan.

He had come after all.

Yesterday he’d fled naked, but today he had a fresh set of clothes on.

Ye Fan seemed to sense Li Yinchuan’s gaze and looked over.

Their eyes met, and Ye Fan’s face instantly darkened with anger.