She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 1093 - 903: Super Star 77
Liang Tian’s buzzing voice came through: "You can go in, it won’t be longer than your time in the secret realm. This space has great time flexibility, allowing for fragmented time usage. You can practice anytime, whether busy or free. It calculates the total duration, allowing you to enter and exit as you wish."
Upon hearing this, Hua Yan let out a long sigh of relief: "Now I can be at ease."
After Hua Yan pressed confirm, she felt a whirlwind and was sucked into the Time Tunnel by a strong force. As the bright light flashed, she found herself in a paradise-like world, where the sky was blue, clouds were white, flowers, birds, insects, and fish thrived, the grass was green, mountains soared into the clouds, and a variety of colorful flowers surrounded her. Almost instantly, she was captivated by such an enchanting beauty.
Once she regained her senses, she noticed many men and women in white robes or long dresses walking by with book boxes in hand, moving uniformly toward a bamboo house ahead of her. Despite her eccentric attire, not one of them stopped to look at her, nor did they even spare her a glance. Feeling puzzled, she waved her hand in front of them, yet they neither gave her a look nor changed their facial expressions.
While Hua Yan was wondering if these people couldn’t see her, curiosity got the better of her, and she followed them.
At the door, two flashes of light appeared, and two armor-clad guards suddenly blocked her way: "New here?"
Feeling puzzled, Hua Yan glanced around, wondering how they recognized her, when the guards pointed with their hands.
"Newcomers must first go to the Clean Pool to bathe and change clothes, receive a newcomer package, and acquire the Token before returning."
Following their hands, Hua Yan saw a dazzling pool of water, its surface shimmering in the sunlight, surrounded by nothing. She was puzzled and wanted to ask more, but the guards leapt away and vanished?
Hua Yan was still in her own clothes. Moments earlier, people were around her, and in just an instant, they had gathered inside the bamboo house.
Curiously, she walked step by step to the Ao Bilu pond, looking left and right, unsure where the entrance was, when Liang Tian reminded her helplessly.
"Just walk right in; it’s the initiation ritual. Bathing in the pool assigns you to a sect."
Sect assignment? Does that mean selecting a tribe?
With this doubt, she ignored the risk of getting her clothes soaked and cautiously stepped into the water, one step at a time, as if she were descending stairs. When the water reached her lips and nose, she instinctively closed her eyes, and the next second, she sank to the bottom of the pool.
Soon, she felt something enveloping her, wanting to open her eyes but unable to. Afterwards, her body began to heat up; initially, the temperature was bearable and comfortable, but as time passed, it became increasingly hot, and the enveloping feeling started to suffocate her. She tried to struggle, but found herself immobilized, unable even to make a sound.
The searing body heat brought excruciating pain, she opened her mouth wide, ached to scream, struggled, the intense pain caused her body to tremble violently, and as the scorching sensation spread through each cell, she lost consciousness after a whirlwind.
When she regained consciousness, she found herself lying on the lawn beside the pool, with blue skies and white clouds above. The glaring sunlight made her instinctively close her eyes. After shielding her eyes with her hands and adapting to the light, she slowly sat up.
Glancing down, she was surprised to see that she was dressed identically to the others – a white uniform, with boys in robes and girls in long skirts. Their hair was tied in crowns, reminiscent of Taoist disciples.
Her clothes were dry, and as she stood, she found a bamboo-colored book basket beside her, featuring a classic style.
Curious, she picked it up and was astonished to find ancient traditional character books inside, which turned out to be the enlightenment texts frequently used by scholars of ancient times: "Thousand Character Classic," "Three Character Classic," "Hundred Family Surnames." Her mouth twitched.
"Really? Is first grade dedicated to studying the ancients’ enlightenment books?"
Once Hua Yan transformed to resemble the locals, she walked into the bamboo house, discovering none of them blocked her way anymore.
Outside, it appeared to be just a bamboo house, but upon entering, she seemed to have entered another dimension, guided by red arrows to Room 1. As she approached Room 1, voices reading aloud from inside became audible. Before she could knock, the red wooden door automatically opened, and she was sucked inside. Looking up, she found herself in a pavilion on a lake island, surrounded by others in white uniforms, with the teacher wearing the same color uniform, only styled differently.
