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The Endless Continent was vast and boundless. The continent was just like its name, endless and unending, trillions upon trillions of miles long. Not to mention mortals, even those high and mighty cultivators would find it hard to see even a fraction of the continent in their lifetime.

In the Endless Continent, there was no technological civilization, only an extremely prosperous cultivation civilization. Those who had the talent and wisdom here could step onto the path of cultivation. Here, the strong could split the mountains and fill the seas, could use Stellar Transposition, and could travel three or five mountains in one day. The strong among them could live a long life, carefree and carefree life, and some could even be said to live forever. As for the entity that had emerged from the outside of the Three Realms, it was not one of the five elements, but rather, a being that could live with Heaven and Earth, and shine with the light of the sun and moon.

In an inconspicuous corner of the Infinite Land was the Tang Kingdom, an unremarkable existence in many other countries. It was truly too small. Compared to the continent, it was like a speck of dust. However, even if it was just a speck of dust, it still had tens of millions of people, and its territory was also thousands of miles wide.

The youth was like grass, filled with vigor and vitality. The grass was like a youth, bursting with vigor and vitality.

Not far from the youth stood an old man with white hair and a long beard who spoke in the same manner as anyone else. The elder had a benevolent countenance and had a scholarly air to him. It was obvious that he was a scholar that was above all other scholars.

The old man had an indifferent and detached temperament, with a thick scholarly air. He looked at the youth and sighed, "Limitless. Are you really going to participate in the academy's examination? One had to know that the moment one entered cultivation, one would be as deep as the sea and would be half a lifetime old. This was a ruthless path, filled with endless cultivation. What was so good about it? "Under my tutelage, you have read over a hundred books and achieved great mastery. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you were to become a High Scholar next year and take over the entire world?"

When the youth heard this, he shook his head violently. His expression was firm. Perhaps because he was young, he was still a bit childish. He said, "I have to go to this academy. As the saying goes, the Great Dao is merciless, and the hearts of children are firm. If cultivation is like the sea, then I will ride the wind and break the waves. If I were mad, I would have no regrets for the rest of my life. As for the ruthlessness of the Great Dao, I will secretly change the weather. In the end, I will cultivate endlessly. Then, I will move forward limitlessly and pursue the peak of cultivation for all eternity. The universe was limited, and there was a limit to the great Dao. And my heart is limitless. "With an infinite heart, a limited path can be walked, and the great Dao can be completed at any time."

"Sigh!" Idiot. Forget it! Forget it! If you want to go, then go. However, you must remember that this Tang Kingdom, this Cang Prefecture, will forever be your home. Foolish child, if one day you are unable to move forward, then come back. There's a home here, and me. " As the old man spoke, he let out a long sigh. His gaze was complicated, yet it also revealed a bit of love as he looked at the young man in front of him.

At this moment, when the youth heard this, he couldn't help but feel sad and deeply moved in his heart. He glanced at the old man, then kneeled on the ground and kowtowed again and again. As he kowtowed, he sobbed, "Teacher, I, Limitless, am reluctant to part with you. I can't bear to part from you. However … However … But I can't forget what happened seven years ago. I must go to the academy. I must embark on the path of cultivation. Infinity would never forget the seven years he had spent raising her, and he would never be able to repay it. Teacher, I, Fan Wuji, am sorry. You must take care of yourself. I'll definitely be back. "

So his name was Fan Wuji. As for that old man, he was a famous scholar that spanned several hundred miles in all of Cang Prefecture. In his youth, he had once been a High Scholar. He was honored as Teacher by the people of Cang Prefecture.

After Fan Wuji finished speaking, he still kept on kowtowing. Every time, he would smash his head against the ground. Not long later, a lot of blood flowed out from his forehead. The teacher wanted to pull Fan Wuji up. However, Fan Wuji still stubbornly kowtowed.

After a long while, Fan Wuji slowly stood up. The moment he stood up, he immediately felt dizzy and dazzled. He gave the teacher a deep look. He wanted to see and remember this old man who had raised him for seven years.

Fan Wuji turned around, his tears flowing. He walked away with big strides and did not look back. It wasn't that he didn't want to turn back, but he couldn't. He could not let the teacher see him in tears.

Very quickly, Fan Wuji got on a carriage. The horse carriage departed, disappearing from the sight of the teacher. For some reason, a poem about leaving home filled the teacher's heart. The child who had accompanied him for seven years had grown up. The children who had grown up would eventually leave and go far away. Teacher knew that the young falcon would eventually soar the nine heavens. However, when the day really arrived, the teacher couldn't help but tear up.

Fan Wuji sat on the carriage, looking at the scenery recede from his line of sight. As the scenery gradually disappeared, he suddenly felt a myriad of emotions. The scene of his hometown had a tinge of sadness when he left.

A dozen or so days later, in a state of excursion, the carriage left Cang County. After passing through several other counties, they finally arrived at the outskirts of the Imperial City of the Tang Country. Although this was just the outskirts of the city, it was not deserted at all. This was because the Tang Kingdom's most famous Fish Dragon Academy was located here. At this moment, it was the time for students to enroll in the academy. Every spring, teens and girls between the ages of fourteen and sixteen come from all over the country to take the entrance exams.

Fan Wuji alighted from the carriage, gave the coachman a silver ingot, and walked towards the academy. As he strolled, he touched his chest. There was a simple and small bronze mirror hanging from a pendant.

This copper mirror had been left behind by his mother seven years ago. That was the only thought his parents had left him. Every time Fan Wuji thought about something, he would take out the bronze mirror to take a look at the person he was thinking about. He also had the habit of stroking the copper mirror, because that way, he would always have the illusion that his mother was with him. In times of confusion, in times of helplessness, in times of distress, this copper mirror always gave him a sense of security and motivation.

Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the academy. In front of the academy's gate was an incomparably large square. The square was large enough to hold thousands of people. Within the plaza, there were many tests going on. After each trial, there was a long queue.

Fan Wuji casually walked towards the nearest experiment. In every experiment, there was a staff member of the academy. And every staff member had a testing monument in front of them.

At this moment, a young girl was standing in the first place of the experiment. The staff looked at the young girl for a while before ignoring her and said indifferently, "Put your hands on the testing monument now. When the light on the stone monument stops pulsing, you can release your hand. Do you understand? "

"Yes!" The young girl replied in a soft voice before carefully walking up to him. Judging from her expression and posture, it was not hard to see that she was in a state of turmoil. Three seconds later, the girl slowly placed her hands on the stone monument.