The cultivation of a cultivator is a path that defies the heavens; if realms could be raised so easily, how could the lives of those at the bottom be so miserable?
But Ye Luo was the Sect Leader—once he said something, who would dare to question it!
Ye Luo naturally understood what these people were thinking; if it were him in their place, he might not believe it either!
After all, the technological achievements of the Zhongzhou Empire, when placed in the Cultivation World, could only be described as heaven‑defying.
"Right now I’m going to create a miracle—a miracle that belongs to our Wudang Sect!" Ye Luo suddenly said, but his words only left everyone even more confused.
After that, Ye Luo simply smiled without explaining, and slowly walked into the crowd, quickly coming to stand in front of one of the disciples.
This was a young cultivator who had just stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm; in terms of aptitude he could only be considered lower‑grade. With such aptitude, other Sects would never recruit him; after all, even if they nurtured him, reaching the Earth Martial Realm would already be his limit.
Seeing Ye Luo walk over, his expression grew a bit tense. He was afraid the Sect Leader would be dissatisfied and throw him out!
In fact, something like that had already happened to him. When he was very young, he’d been chosen as a disciple by a small Sect; at that time he was young and his aptitude wasn’t yet clear. But afterwards, the Sect decided he wasn’t suited for cultivation and made things hard for him in every possible way! In the end, unable to endure the torment any longer, he voluntarily left the Sect!
For the sake of its reputation, a Sect would never openly expel its disciples, but there was another method—the Sect would torment them. Once a disciple could no longer endure the torment, they would naturally choose to leave on their own.
This could be considered one of the unspoken rules of Demon Realm Sects.
"Do you want to walk further down the path of cultivation?" Ye Luo asked with a smile.
The young man nodded heavily, his expression tense.
As a cultivator, who wouldn’t want to cultivate to a higher realm?
"Take this." Ye Luo suddenly produced a fruit.
The young man hesitated for a while, then accepted the fruit, but he did not take it immediately.
After all, he didn’t know what this thing actually did, or whether it had any drawbacks. No matter how humble a person is, they won’t joke around with their own life.
Ye Luo didn’t force him and instead moved on to the next cultivator.
Just like that, Ye Luo distributed the fruits one by one. By the time all three hundred‑plus people had received one, half a stick of incense had passed, and yet not a single disciple had taken the fruit.
First, they didn’t dare to take it, since they didn’t know what the fruit did. Second, Ye Luo hadn’t given a direct order.
"If you trust me, then take the fruit," Ye Luo suddenly said with a smile.
These people were now all disciples of the Wudang Sect. Even if they knew they were marching toward death, if Ye Luo gave the order, they still had to carry it out!
Thus, they began trying to swallow the fruit.
At this time, quite a few people were still secretly observing Wudang’s movements. Lately, Wudang’s actions had been anything but small, which naturally made many Sects uneasy. Besides, there was never any shortage of eyes and ears near a Sect.
Ye Luo was of course aware of this, but he couldn’t be bothered with it. What ought to be shown, he would naturally let them see; what shouldn’t be seen, with Ye Luo’s methods, they naturally wouldn’t be able to see.
Once these disciples took the fruit, something shocking happened.
Their auras first grew chaotic, then began to slowly rise.
Those disciples had already sat down cross‑legged, beginning to regulate their own breathing!
A cultivator breaking through a realm would stir up the surrounding Spiritual Power and the power of laws. Of course, if it was only one or two cultivators, this phenomenon was nothing much. But now, with more than three hundred disciples breaking through together, the momentum made the entire Wudang Sect plaza boil.
Above these disciples, a violent energy storm formed, clearly visible even from far away.
Many cultivators flew over to watch. This scene could truly be called a grand spectacle! Even those old monsters who had lived for who knows how many years had never witnessed such a sight.
"What on earth happened at Wudang!"
"This kind of scene is a grand age indeed. It seems the rise of Wudang is inevitable!"
"Hmph, it’s nothing but a show of bravado. Those disciples are mostly in the Qi Cyclone Realm or Spirit Martial Realm. Even after breaking through, they’re still not worth mentioning!"
"That’s where you’re wrong. Didn’t you see there were disciples breaking through two major realms in a row? What other Sect can pull that off!"
"We must adjust our strategy—we can’t make an enemy of Wudang!"
These onlooking cultivators all cried out in shock.
Meanwhile, on the plaza, the disciples were still in the midst of breaking through. Even Ye Luo himself was stunned by this scene! He had never witnessed anything like it either!
Was this still cultivation? This was clearly mass‑producing cultivators! Probably only the Zhongzhou Empire could pull something like this off.
Originally, Ye Luo had only wanted to raise these disciples’ strength a bit. Even if nothing else, if they all reached the Spirit Martial Realm or Xuan Martial Realm, that would already be a considerable fighting force!
But the result far exceeded his expectations!
Disciples originally in the Spirit Martial Realm quickly broke through to the Xuan Martial Realm, and several even reached the Earth Martial Realm!
This was nothing short of a miracle. While raising their realms, the fruit also altered the cultivators’ innate talent! Of course, that didn’t mean there were no drawbacks. With realms rising so quickly, their foundations were naturally somewhat hollow, but after a period of tempering, that could be made up for.
As time went by, the auras of these disciples continued to slowly rise, and the number of disciples entering the Earth Martial Realm kept increasing.
After all, these disciples were different from those miners. They were cultivators to begin with, whereas most of those miners had been ordinary people.
There was another point: the Zhongzhou Empire had never had cultivation in the usual sense. Their warriors were all transformed through special methods, so their ability to forge powerhouses was naturally extremely advanced!
A level like the Earth Martial Realm really wasn’t anything special in the Zhongzhou Empire! Moreover, judging from what Xin Lan had said, this was only the Early Stage of the experiment. She wanted to develop a fruit that could raise one’s realm all the way to the Martial King Realm!
Her idea was downright monstrous. Just imagine—if Martial King Realm cultivators could be manufactured directly, an army made up of hundreds or even thousands of Martial King Realm cultivators would be enough to make an entire world tremble!
Of course, even the Zhongzhou Empire had not accomplished something so heaven‑defying. This was merely the dream Xin Lan pursued. With her current level, she could only raise a cultivator’s strength up to the Earth Martial Realm.
But for Ye Luo, that was already enough.
Watching more and more disciples step into the Earth Martial Realm, Ye Luo actually showed a rare smile.
Earth Martial Realm cultivation was considered an acceptable level for a disciple in a Great Sect, and in a small Sect, it was enough to become an Inner Sect Disciple.