Chapter 1787 - 504: Assembling 9 Soul Maps, Lu Changsheng Shakes Flying Dragon Mountain! The Sovereign Arrives, Accepts as Direct Disciple!

Lu Changsheng readjusted his soul frequency.

He hoped to once again resonate with the soul frequency of other dimensions, thereby drawing upon the power of the soul to enhance his own soul.

But such a thing is more about chance and cannot be forced.

When exactly resonance might occur, Lu Changsheng was also unclear.

He just thought it was worth a try.

As time passed, Lu Changsheng remained motionless, as if lost in deep contemplation of the soul map, yet he couldn't piece the soul map together.

Initially having high hopes and considering Lu Changsheng unique, Fang Chuan lost interest in him after seeing that Lu Changsheng hadn't assembled a soul map for several years, no longer paying him any attention.

As time went by, the hundred-year limit of many was approaching.

Among them was Lin Qingluan.

In the final year, Lin Qingluan finally pieced together another soul map.

"Swish."

Lin Qingluan opened her eyes and stopped.

"Seven soul maps, this is my limit... It's a pity, not having pieced together nine soul maps, I don't know if I can become the Realm Master's direct disciple..."

Lin Qingluan felt a bit of regret.

In fact, there were still a few days left until her hundred-year limit.

But it didn't matter anymore.

A few days wouldn't be enough to assemble one soul map.

At this moment, Fang Chuan came before Lin Qingluan.

A hint of surprise flickered in his eyes.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on piecing together seven soul maps. Currently, you have assembled the most soul maps. Even if the master doesn't take you as a direct disciple, you should have no problem becoming a registered disciple."

Fang Chuan said with a smile.

Seven soul maps are actually quite impressive.

Whether one could become a flying dragon master's direct disciple actually depended on luck.

Yes, luck.

Back then, in the second trial, Fang Chuan had only pieced together six soul maps, even less than Lin Qingluan.

But he was very lucky and was directly taken as a disciple by the Flying Dragon Master, even now having become a Second Realm powerhouse.

Logically, Lin Qingluan performed better than him and should become a direct disciple.

But Fang Chuan had seen so much over the years.

Even managing to piece together seven soul maps, even eight maps, a Transcender, had not been taken as a direct disciple by the Master.

Only became a registered disciple.

Therefore, whether the Master takes someone as a direct disciple truly depends on the Master's mood.

Unless someone can piece together nine soul maps.

Those who could piece together nine soul maps, without exception, were taken as direct disciples by the Master.

But over the years, not a single person had managed to piece together nine soul maps.

"By the way, the hundred-year limit is almost over, where is Changsheng?"

Lin Qingluan immediately looked around.

She swept her consciousness.

The Soul Ladder had already been removed.

Representing that the first Soul Ladder trial had ended.

Lin Qingluan's expression changed dramatically.

However, when she saw a familiar figure in Sky Dragon City, a smile appeared on her face.

She saw Lu Changsheng.

Currently making efforts to piece together a soul map.

Although motionless, Lin Qingluan knew that Lu Changsheng was sensing the soul map.

This is the most basic step.

If one cannot sense the soul map, there's no need to speak of piecing it together.

Everyone has a hundred-year limit.

"Senior Fang, when did he pass the Soul Ladder?"

Lin Qingluan asked, pointing at Lu Changsheng.

"Him?"

"It seems about ten years ago. This person is quite interesting; he suddenly started rushing through the Soul Ladder at full speed, and astoundingly, he made it into Sky Dragon City. It's a pity that the second trial, piecing together a soul map seems quite challenging for him..."

Fang Chuan shook his head.

He still remembered Lu Changsheng.

"Why, do you know him?"

Fang Chuan asked.

"Changsheng is my Dao companion."

Lin Qingluan said openly.

She had no intention of hiding it.

After all, there was no need to conceal such a thing.

"Your Dao companion?"

Fang Chuan was surprised.

In the vast universe, there are many cultivators, but few have Dao companions.

"Walking the Great Dao alone" is the common phenomenon.

Who would want to bring another person while pursuing the Great Dao?

Dao companions must support one another to truly be called Dao companions.

"Your Dao companion, not an ordinary Transcender, right?"

Fang Chuan asked.

"Yes, Changsheng is a Realm Master."

"A Realm Master, no wonder..."

Fang Chuan realized.

A Realm Master is a highly esteemed position within the Great Universe's cultivation system.

Even a First Realm Transcender holds a high status.

Of course, he, being a Second Realm powerhouse, wasn't concerned whether Lu Changsheng was a Realm Master; it didn't affect him.

Even knowing Lu Changsheng was a Realm Master, it was of little consequence.

The Master doesn't consider whether someone is a Realm Master when accepting disciples.

In fact, if one is a Realm Master, it might be a disadvantage when trying to become the Master's disciple.

So far, the Flying Dragon Master has had many direct disciples and countless registered disciples.

However, among them, there has never been a Realm Master.

A few days later, Lin Qingluan's time was up.

She had assembled seven soul maps in total, which was quite commendable.

But the second trial hadn't completely ended yet.

She still had to wait until everyone's trials concluded to see if the Flying Dragon Master would accept her as a disciple.

Lin Qingluan naturally focused all her attention on Lu Changsheng.

But Lu Changsheng seemed to be meditating, remaining completely motionless.

One year, three years, five years, eight years, ten years...

Ten years passed, and Lu Changsheng still hadn't moved an inch.

Ten years, twenty years, thirty years, forty years, fifty years...

Fifty years passed, and Lu Changsheng remained as still as ever.

Even Lin Qingluan, who had great confidence in Lu Changsheng, frowned tightly at this point.