"This marrow-cleansing pill is not something everyone can bear. With your talent, you must cherish it."

Hearing this, I nodded and replied, "Disciple will definitely devote myself to cultivation."

The marrow-cleansing pill is just the first test.

Only by passing the test can one enter the sect.

"Let's go, Xuan Fang. We'll take your junior brother to see the world."

The old Daoist waved his dusting whisk, and a pungent smell wafted over.

"Yes, Master."

The man next to the old Daoist bowed and responded, with a hint of displeasure and unwillingness.

I didn't understand what the old Daoist meant by "seeing the world," but I didn't ask further.

Just like I don't know where this unfounded "hostility" from my senior brother comes from, but I don't care either.

When I swallowed that pill, I anticipated the many unknowns I would face and let go of the greatest obsession of my life.

After a moment, Xuan Fang formed a hand seal with one hand and silently recited something.

A black mist rose from his body, lifting me and the old Daoist along with it, floating in the air.

"If you want to learn the art of riding clouds and fog, I can teach you."

The old Daoist stroked his tangled beard, pretending to be profound.

I looked at Xuan Fang's dark eyes and emaciated body, and shook my head slowly.

"Disciple is dull-witted, afraid I'm not suitable for practicing such profound techniques."

The old Daoist snorted coldly, seemingly dissatisfied.

The mountains and rivers beneath our feet were hazy as I looked down, but my heart remained calm and peaceful.

After arriving, the three of us descended from the black mist one by one.

The old Daoist was in high spirits, and I, as a newly initiated disciple, didn't feel much discomfort. On the contrary, Xuan Fang, as the senior disciple, had a pale face and seemed like a lost soul.

If I hadn't timely supported him, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

"Get lost."

"If it weren't for you joining us today, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

I thought of it as just an act of kindness on my part, so I didn't argue further.

The old Daoist ignored the two of us and happily announced,

"Today, we have three things to do."

"First, let's find some beautiful girls to have fun with."

"Then, let's eat and drink heartily."

"Finally, let's hold a ritual and do good deeds."

I didn't expect "seeing the world" mentioned by the old Daoist to be like this!

Moreover, as cultivators, can we really eat meat and engage in worldly pleasures before holding a ritual?