The steps of the Thousand Cliff Stone Steps are uneven and steep. On one side is a straight smooth cliff, and on the other side is a bottomless cliff. If you are not careful, you will fall..

Wang Fu even saw tenacious growth in the cliff branches, lying on the dense white bones.

He walked for less than half a day and felt as if his legs were filled with iron lead. Every step he took was extremely difficult. His clothes were already wet with sweat. He was panting and out of breath..

At the foot of the mountain, under the sunlight that hadn't completely disappeared, from a distance, the stone steps leading to the clouds weren't that long. However, walking on the top, the stone steps seemed to have no end at all. There were only stone steps ahead, only gray rocks, and no life at all..

In the dark, the stone steps were terrifyingly quiet. The endless path ahead seemed like an abyss..

There was no other life except Wang Fu. He seemed to have been forgotten. He staggered by the faint starlight in the sky..

Wang Fu gritted his teeth. He knew that this was his last chance to become an official disciple..

He didn't expect that his spirit root was only suitable for being a servant disciple. But what was a servant disciple for? Wasn't it just to do dirty work for the sect? All day long, he was doing things unrelated to cultivation. How could he achieve anything?.

He envied Zhou Peng and Wang Feng for having Martial Uncle Wu Jianyang's amazing spiritual roots and directly becoming an inner disciple. If he could not become an inner disciple, he would at least enter the outer sect.

Only by becoming an official disciple of Fallen Feathers Sect could his ambition and dream of flying into the sky and killing demons be realized..

He doesn't want to be idle, he wants to live forever like the fairy in the story.

He wanted to be like Senior Sister Yun Ningshuang. With a raise of his hand, he could eliminate demons and defend the Dao..

He doesn't want to be nothing but trash..

In the dead of night, Wang Fu has crawled on both hands and feet.

Gu!

His empty stomach had long been growling. Fortunately, his father had fried peanuts in his bag. Wang Fu grabbed a handful and ate them as he climbed up the stone steps..

The sky brightened. A moment later, a ray of purple sunlight fell on the endless stairs, reflecting on the blood on the stairs, exuding a seductive light..

Wang Fu was exhausted after one night. He could not even feel the passage of time. There was only one belief in his heart. He had to climb to the end of the ladder and become an official disciple of the Immortal Gate..

Although his hands and feet were bleeding, every movement was heart-piercing pain, and every additional step was torture, he continued to climb, using both hands and feet, even his knees and elbows.

The skin cracked, and the stone steps behind him became enchanting..

The clothes on his chest were soaked in blood, and Wang Fu's vision became blurred. However, he did not know that inside the clothes soaked in blood, a small cauldron the size of half a fist was covered in blood, and this small cauldron was undergoing a surprising change..

It was the small tripod that Wang Tong compensated him for..

The originally pitch-black cauldron seemed to be shedding its skin, revealing a bronze color. The mysterious patterns that looked like gullies became clear, and the sludge in the cauldron flowed out, revealing the faint green color of the cauldron..

A cry of surprise came from the clouds.

" Eh? I didn't expect someone to climb the stone steps today…" An old figure floated down. His beard and hair were all white, and his figure was thin. He landed steadily on the stone steps. His turbid eyes looked at Wang Fu, who was covered in blood but still climbing up, and sighed faintly..

It was also at this time that the small cauldron in Wang Fu's clothes turned into a subtle bronze light and hid on his chest, leaving only a tattoo-like tripod pattern..

" A thousand cliffs and stone steps, all kinds of bones…"

" Cough cough…" The old man did not notice anything unusual. He placed one hand behind his back and the other hand clenched his fist in front of his mouth. He coughed lightly and looked at Wang Fu, whose legs were badly mutilated. He could not help but say," Kid, although there is an end to the road ahead, it is far beyond your reach..

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"Why do you have to do this? Why don't you give up and go down the mountain…"

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Wang Fu's consciousness had long been blurred. There was only one will that supported him to climb up, climb to the top, and become an official disciple. He was free in the world. Killing demons and eliminating demons was his last thought..

He did not hear the old man's words at all. In his blurry eyes, there was nothing but endless stone steps..

The old man was slightly moved. His turbid eyes seemed to have thought of something. He couldn't help but chuckle. He stretched out his thin palm and pressed it on Wang Fu's head." Fine. Anyway, we passed by. Since I met you, I'll take a look.".

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The next moment, the old man's expression was inexplicable..

"Five elements mixed spirit root, but you opened eight spirit apertures. God is really playing a big joke on you..

He opened his hand and looked deeply at Wang Fu..

"No wonder he has such perseverance…What a pity…"

"However, meeting each other is fate. I will not hesitate to bestow you with an opportunity. As for whether you can grasp it or not, whether it is a blessing or a disaster for you depends on fate…"

" Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, and misfortune and fortune lie within each other…Haha…"

After saying that, the old man's figure gradually disappeared, as if he had never appeared before. Only a stream of air that could not be seen with the naked eye quietly entered Wang Fu's right palm..

Deep in the clouds, a burly middle-aged man hung in the air with his hands behind his back..

" Ha, this old brat exchanged a piece of information for two 3,000-year-old spirit herbs of mine, and he still wants to kidnap my disciples? It's just a five spirit root, but his perseverance is still good…" The middle-aged man sneered and no longer paid attention to it. He only muttered and disappeared..

"However, this news is indeed important. I have to prepare well…"

The sun shone high, noon came, and the scorching sun baked Wang Fu. He still did not give up..

Many of the Fallen Feathers Sect cultivators flying in the sky noticed Wang Fu, but none of them sympathized with him. They were all disdainful..

" Huh? Why is there someone on the stone steps of the Thousand Cliffs?"

"It's so tragic. They're all bloody..

But this person is really stupid…"

"Ridiculous to the extreme. This person's talent must be extremely poor. He wants to pass through the Thousand Cliffs Staircase to reach you and me..

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As the sun set, Wang Fu's aura was already extremely weak, as if he would lose his last breath in the next moment..

Fortunately, he finally saw the end of the stone steps vaguely, giving him the motivation to continue climbing..

It was a palace full of light and colorful colors..

In front of the palace, Zhao Zelin lay on his back on a chair, picking up fruits from time to time and eating them..

He smiled as he looked down at Wang Fu on the stone steps. His eyes were full of ridicule..

" I didn't expect you to be able to climb this far. You have good perseverance, but it's a pity…The time is up, and you are still a hundred steps away from me, so…" Zhao Zelin's voice suddenly became violent..

"Failure!"

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