Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 162

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The air swirled around, howling like crazy, as Ye Junlin charged ahead with unbelievable speed, darting straight out of the Great Grassland.

In the next few maps, relying on his insane luck, Ye Junlin sometimes rode a mount, sometimes teleported, breezing through trials like a walk in the park, soon reaching the finish line.

Looking over the empty field and seeing the golden hourglass still has half the sand left, Ye Junlin couldn’t help but shake his head, sighing, “Sigh, should’ve slowed down a bit.”

After saying that, he tossed the dice casually, and it landed perfectly on a sparkling sixty points.

Gurgle~

Just then, his stomach rumbled, and feeling the hunger rise, Ye Junlin clicked his tongue, “Running around these maps, no wonder I’m a bit hungry. It’s time to grab something to treat myself.”

After all, he was currently suppressed to the most basic Qi Refining Stage, feeling hungry after intense exercise was totally normal.

On the other side of the mountain.

Liu Huangshu, the first island master of Fallen Immortal Island, stared at the finish scene reflected in the pond, his face still in shock, obviously stunned by this fast and fierce man!

What the hell kind of heaven-defying luck is this?!

A one in a thousand dice probability, triggered so casually, the whole sprint process was smooth, seamless.

This isn’t being favored by heaven; it’s more like he’s the old man of heaven, right?!!

Liu Huangshu felt complicated but then thought back to when he set up this trial; he did consider personal luck!

After all, in the contest of the great paths, it all comes down to luck. Those ancient beings sitting atop the pyramid, weren’t they all people burdened with great fortune? Meanwhile, those with weak luck, or no luck at all, long ago got drowned in the torrent of time, barely even making a splash.

Yet even so, the big shots, himself included, couldn’t prevent that major catastrophe back in the days.

And now, a person with luck even more outrageous than theirs is emerging—doesn’t that signify the advent of a turning point?

You’ve got to know, luck is also part of strength!

Just this guy’s luck is ridiculously exaggerated…

Thinking of this, Liu Huangshu suddenly felt enlightened, his tightly furrowed brows easing up. Just as he was about to show a satisfied smile, it seemed he caught sight of something the next second, and his expression froze, lips twitching.

At this moment.

In that empty field, wisps of smoke rose.

A roaring fire was lit, flames blazing.

Ye Junlin pulled out a big handful of prepared skewers from his storage ring, flipping them and spreading sauce, humming a cheerful tune.

Before long, the mouthwatering scent of grilled meat wafted through the air.

“Oh yeah!”

Ye Junlin grabbed a skewer and began to devour it, looking thoroughly satisfied.

Seeing this, Liu Huangshu’s eyelids twitched. How badly he wanted to rush over, grab Ye Junlin by the collar, and roar, “What are you doing? Tell me what you’re doing? This is the trial of the Kunlun Realm’s top inheritance! Can you take it more seriously?!”

However, as a senior, Liu Huangshu held back as best as he could.

“Actually, enjoying life in the moment isn’t so bad; it shows he has a heart of innocence.”

Liu Huangshu managed a strained smile that seemed a bit stiff.

Next up, Hong Qianye and Chen Xiao arrived one after the other at the finish line.

Both looked as exhausted as dogs, drenched in sweat, gazing at that silver-haired young man leisurely munching on skewers, feeling an indescribable emotion inside.

“Hey, Little Hong, are you hungry?”

Ye Junlin picked up a fragrant chicken skewer, enthusiastically calling out, “Come over and grab a chicken!”

Hong Qianye’s face looked a bit off; she felt something was slightly off about that invitation.

But she was indeed worn out, and her stomach grumbled a bit, so the skewer offered felt like a timely blessing.

“Thanks, Master!”

Hong Qianye stepped over and accepted the aromatic skewer, the meat tender and juicy, paired with sauce and cumin—absolutely delicious.

Watching the master and disciple indulge in barbecue, Chen Xiao, shrouded in a dark cloak, swallowed hard, his throat moving a few times as he felt overwhelmed by envy.

Not wishing to witness it, Chen Xiao gritted his teeth, moved to a corner, sat cross-legged with his back to them, pulled out a fasting pill, and muttered, “Hmph, this is how you properly cultivate!”

As time passed, more people started arriving.

Among the crowd, Li Wujie appeared disheveled, hair all over the place, looking like some disaster victim; suddenly catching a whiff of the meat aroma, his eyes widened as he spotted two familiar figures feasting on barbecue.

“Hey, leave some for me!”

Li Wujie dashed forward, reaching out for a handful of skewers, drooling with pure desire.

“Whoa~!”

At that moment, a precise side kick sent Li Wujie flying ten meters, tumbling several times before crashing down and tasting dirt.

Li Wujie gritted his teeth, dazed on the ground.

Was it really that serious just for a skewer?!

“Do I know you well? Coming up and stealing food… so rude!” Ye Junlin flicked his sleeve and snorted.

Li Wujie looked completely confused, finally managing to squeeze out, “Master, Master, I’m your third disciple! How could you not recognize me?”

Ye Junlin froze, looking at Hong Qianye for an answer, who nodded helplessly.

Case closed!

Ye Junlin pretended to cough awkwardly, rushing forward to help his third disciple up, his smile a bit embarrassed, “Sorry, your transformation is quite a change.”

“It’s fine; I’m used to it.”

Li Wujie forced a smile, pointing ahead with a rather polite yet cautious tone, “Master, can I eat now?”

Ye Junlin blinked, “Go ahead.”

Li Wujie, like he’d just been granted amnesty, dashed forward to grab a handful of skewers, devouring them with tears of joy in his eyes.

Ye Junlin stood beside him, moved by sentiment, “Little Li, if you came any later, I’d have finished them all, but don’t worry; I’ll save you the rest!”

Li Wujie paused mid-bite, lifting his face that practically looked like he was crying, “Master, you really know how to comfort people.”

Then.

As the sands in the golden hourglass ran out, it signaled the end of this trial stage.

The cultivators in the field were clearly less than half, making the fierce competition quite evident.

“No wonder it’s an ancient immortal’s trial; I hope I can make it past the next stage,” Xue Wuhen, having put aside his underestimation after the previous trials, said gravely.

At this moment.

A rich, authoritative voice echoed over Fallen Immortal Island, “This round of trials is complete. Congratulations to the advancing testers. The one who comes in first will receive a baptism of immortal techniques!”

Whoosh!

A radiant immortal light shone down on Ye Junlin, enveloping him in countless auspicious energies.

“Wow!” A chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd.

“Receiving this immortal technique baptism means future cultivation will feel like divine assistance; Senior Ye’s ascension to immortality is just around the corner,” Xue Wuhen thought, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes, knowing this would hugely benefit the cultivators.

“Damn, what kind of bullsh*t luck did this guy walk into?” Chen Xiao’s eyes turned red, his face contorted, almost going crazy with jealousy.

Hong Qianye took a deep breath, feeling complex. After all, she ranked second and, seeing the silver-haired youth bathed in immortal light, it would be a lie to say she wasn’t jealous.

Until the brilliant immortal light faded.

Ye Junlin’s expression showed no ripple.

Honestly, for someone with a golden finger like him, this thing seemed less substantial than a skewer!

Li Wujie, puzzled, asked, “Master, aren’t you happy about this?”

Everyone else felt strange too. Such benefits, in the outside world, would definitely cause a legendary storm with the heavens crashing and rivers running red with blood, but why did Senior Ye seem so nonchalant?

“Haha, I’m so happy!” Ye Junlin raised both hands, trying to cover up with terrible acting.

Uh, how perfunctory…

Everyone was left speechless.

In the courtyard, Liu Huangshu looked grim, feeling like his pride was insulted.

You’ve got to understand, that baptism of immortal techniques was incredibly precious even at the height of the Kunlun Realm, a gift sought after by many offspring of immortal emperors; it would greatly benefit their future cultivation.

Who would have thought someone would take such a nonchalant attitude?!

Forget about needing to show exaggerated responses with excited screams or tears streaming down, or rolling around with joy, but you’d think there would at least be a shocked reaction, right?

And this is it? Huh?

Liu Huangshu suddenly got that feeling of a sincere offering being fed to the dog…

After a while.

A heavy voice echoed above the crowd again, “Now, the second round of trials begins. Testers, please proceed to the next location.”

Crack!

The vast mountains ahead split open with a thunderous boom, swirling dust flying everywhere with a massive rumble.

Everyone walked in with trepidation, wondering what strange trial awaited them this time.

Li Wujie munched on the last couple of skewers as he walked, until his eyes widened at the sight ahead.

“What, what is this…” Hong Qianye felt the hair on her neck stand up, bewildered.

“Huh?” Ye Junlin, in the middle, halted, his pupils reflecting countless glowing energy bodies shaped like glowing rods, lost in thought.