I don't really want to be born again

Comeback disciples

Six days have flown by, and the Ascension Assembly is just around the corner.

In the past six days, there have been countless events in Lingxi Town. A young man from the mountains has become the talk of the town after his encounter in the guesthouse. The boss's golden carrots have also become a sensation. Young men from the North Sea Coast have arrived in the town, seeking their destiny. Now that six days have passed, who knows how many opportunities have been unearthed?

As for the initiator of all this, Wang Lu has stayed in the guesthouse for six days, closed doors and refusing to come out. He has no hope in any destiny.

"A celestial being with a spiritual root? What need for destiny?" Wang Lu mused.

Of course, from another perspective, with all his wealth gone, Wang Lu has no choice but to do odd jobs for the boss.

Wang Lu was woken up in the morning by the noise outside.

"The Ascension Assembly has begun!"

"The Golden Bridge to the heavens is about to collapse!"

People shouted excitedly, and the sound gradually flowed outside the town.

Wang Lu opened his eyes. The sunlight outside was slightly blinding. He woke up his maid, dressed and ready to go.

When he checked out of the counter, the boss smiled mysteriously and returned his lunchbox. "It's on the house."

Wang Lu wanted to ask, but with 350 silver coins, he could not help but feel awkward. He left the guesthouse with a smile and a heavy lunchbox in his arms, following the crowd towards the town gate.

Outside Lingxi Town, majestic mountains were bathed in a layer of pale gold by the sunlight. A golden bridge descended slowly from the clouds, connecting the mundane world with the ethereal Sword Mountain. The clouds were like a blanket, blocking the bridge from the gaze of mortals.

The small square was crowded with thousands of people. Later, there was no space to stand. Wang Lu arrived too late and was stuck in the crowd on the way out. He could only watch from afar.

Fortunately, the young man had excellent eyesight. From afar, he saw two young monks in black and white robes, their hands clasped in prayer, their feet stepping on flying swords. They exuded an ethereal aura that surpassed that of any earthly monarch.

The crowd surged forward as the bridge touched the ground. A slight tremor resonated, and the air grew quiet. Countless eyes focused on one point. The prince, the descendants of the immortal clan, all remained silent.

A monk smiled and spoke, his voice like the wind. "First and foremost, I welcome you all to the Ascension Assembly of Lingjian Sect."

Then, the two monks bowed to themselves. Unfortunately, their aura was so powerful that no one dared to approach. There was an awkward silence.

The elder brother coughed and said, "There's no need to elaborate on the matters of our sect. You must have heard enough already. As for the rest, you will know when you reach the appropriate height."

"What about the requirements to ascend?" someone asked.

The elder brother replied, "You will know when the time comes."

"What if we fail to meet the requirements?" another person asked.

The elder brother remained silent, and his junior brother said, "Those who wish to leave may do so."

The person who had spoken blushed and said nothing more.

The elder brother smiled and said, "Next, please follow the Golden Bridge into the mountains. Generally speaking, there will be no danger on this ascension path, but in the event of an emergency, or if you are trapped, do not hesitate to call for help. Our brethren will be there to assist you."

His junior brother added, "However, those who deliberately seek death will not be saved."

My mood is very good.

First, be quiet.

You only closed your mouth after drawing a lottery? You even dared to come here and cause trouble for me?

The disciples have already gathered around me. I hereby announce that the Ascension Ceremony has officially begun!

As they soared into the sky, I opened the Golden Bridge entrance for them.

In an instant, a surge of people flooded the bridge. Disciples and attendants from all over thronged onto the bridge, overwhelming its meager width. Screams and shouts filled the air as countless people stumbled and fell, some even screaming as they plunged into the river below.

The disciples were shocked. They immediately used their powers to separate the crowd, but by then, over a hundred people had been injured.

The disciples exchanged worried glances, their faces pale. Especially the elder brother, who blushed with awkwardness. "I apologize, but after the ceremony begins, only those who meet the requirements may ascend the bridge. Everyone else must return."

It turned out that the attendants had become a chaotic mass, and it wasn't just them. Many of the disciples who had just stepped onto the bridge cried out in pain as they slipped and fell.

The younger brother spoke solemnly, "Those under the age of twelve, those who have not cultivated, those who violate the rules, or those who lie about their age will be turned away."

The disciples who had fallen into the river were filled with shame. Many of them were actually thirteen or fourteen, but they had lied about their age in order to pass. Now their lies had been exposed. Although some tried to explain, no one dared to speak out in their defense. Not even the disciples themselves had mentioned it beforehand, causing chaos.

There were thousands of people present, but no one dared to question the disciples. Only one person on the bridge muttered, "I'm only eleven years old. Why can't I ascend the bridge?"

The younger brother sighed. "How do you know you're eleven? You were born yesterday!"

The boy blushed with embarrassment. "My mother told me."

"Your mother is wrong."

The boy's face turned pale.

The elder brother intervened, "That's it. The Golden Bridge was created by me. If you have any doubts about its effects, you can speak to me directly."

The younger brother smirked. "I'm sure you'll have a long talk with Yan Yue."

"A talk? You want to send me to my death?"

The boy's eyes widened in shock. "Really?"

"It's a lie. You're not dealing with demons or evil spirits here. Why would we m******e the innocent?"

"However, the Lingjian Sect is not like other sects. We have our own unique style and principles. It's not like the ancient rules and regulations."