Reincarnated With A System In A Cultivation World

"How do you know that I have a Spirit Compass? I never told anyone, and my Spirit Compass is in my spatial ring." I stepped back defensively.

"Don't worry. I am not here to hurt you. You are one of those people who intrigue me. Well then, let us see how you will do in the trials, shall we?" the man said.

I immediately activated my mind eye.

"Lvl - ???

Name - ????

Cultivation - ???"

"Who is this person? This is the first time that the name of the person has also been covered." I gasped with shock. This man was a powerful person. I knew it.

[Danger! Danger! System urges Host to escape. Host has come into contact with an existence above the Xiantian realm, and Host cannot handle even a breath from this person!] the system blared all of a sudden. The irritating voice in my head almost blanked me out.

"This man is so powerful? What the hell is he doing here, in the grounds, looking at the selection process? Either he is a part of the Sky Heaven's sect, or the Sky Heaven's sect is not as powerful as it looks, for them to allow such a powerful man roam around unfettered." I thought to myself.

,m "So then, it seems that the festitivties are about to start. You came here just in time. Best of luck then. I am looking forward to seeing more of you." the man smiled, and the he disappeared the next second. I looked around with confusion. I never met someone this fast before. He just disappeared right in front of me. I guess that is what a strong cultivation gave someone.

Bong!

Moments later, I heard the sound of a gong being rung. The crowded and loud plaza that we were on turned quiet instantly. Every single person looked at the direction of the gong that was rung. The high tower and the person right next to the gong looked down upon the crowd like they were all ants.

"Today, we will select a hundred of you to enter the Sky Heaven's sect. That means that a lot of you will have to return, and try to find your own way through the Black Swamp Forest. All those who are not sure if you can pass the trials that you fave before you, I suggest that you leave now. The Black Swamp Forest will move any day now, and I cannot guarantee that you will be able to leave with your lives intact." a loud voice of a young man pierced the crowd.

"He wants us to leave? After we risked our lives to come in? What, is he stupid?" I chuckled to myself.

"Remember. The Spirit Compass might have helped you come in, but it will not be able to help you return back. This is your chance to return with your lives." the young man said once more.

I frowned. These words clearly disgruntled a lot of people, but others were shifting uncomfortably. They were actually considering this. Well, I didn't care though. The more people that left, the less competition for me.

"Well then. It seems that no one is willing to quit. That is good. Now, we shall start with the trial of strength!" the young man shouted, as he jumped forward towards us from the high tower.

I looked at where he landed. The young man was right next to a huge rock that was standing there from the beginning. What was a little curious, was that there were multiple scratches on the rock, as if someone repeatedly tried to attack it.

"It must be the trial of strength. Everyone should probably attack the rock. But what is the rock made of, for it to be so resistant to so many attacks? How the hell is it standing after so many attacks? I can clearly see that it has been through this trial thousands of times." I thought.

"Everyone will come one by one and attack this rock. Only those who can leave behind a scratch on it, or any visible mark, will be able to move on to the next trial. This is the simplest trial, one of sheer and brute force." the young man said.

The crowd quickly moved, creating a line behind the rock. I moved away, trying to distance myself. I had no hurry. I wanted to wait and see what was going to happen when someone attacked the rock. It was interesting that the only thing that they expected from me was that I needed to make a scratch on the rock. How strong would one need to be to completely break it then?

"Haha! This is the trial that is made for me. I will show all of you that the Sky Earth sect is the greatest of the four subsidiaries." a bald man stepped up in front of the rock. He was certainly a huge man. His muscles were bigger than I was! He was clearly a strength focused cultivator. He had metal knuckle dusters on his hands.

Aaargh!

He cried out as he raised his arm. Above his fists, I could see a manifestation of a giant bear forming, trying to crash down upon the rock.

Boom!

The fist collided with the rock, and then stopped at the surface. The rock did not move, but the bald man was moved back a few inches. He took back his fist, and beamed.

"You have made a scratch on the rock. You can proceed to the next round." the young man nodded.

"What? That attack only made a scratch? I know that if I faced that attack on my own, then I would certainly be injured to the point of coughing out blood! And that entire attack only scratched it? I actually need to pull out the top guns for this!" I realized.

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