Spring comes and autumn goes, time passes swiftly, a few years have gone by in a flash, and the world of cultivation has been silent for a long time...

The sun gradually sank in the west, making the colors of the earth even darker. Even the chirping of cicadas and birds became subdued. However, a splendid rainbow burst forth from the southern part of the earth, extending high into the sky above the wilderness.

Inside the Taizong Sect, a person seated atop a tall tower pinched their fingers. "The Southern Barbarians shall open, and the heritage shall emerge. Ziran, this is where your cultivation surpassing Zihe's lies, I want you to defeat Zihe in the New Talent Grand Assembly one year from now, and become the champion of this generation, with honor and dignity."

Kneeling on the ground, Mu Ziran grinned slyly and clasped his hands together in a bow. "I will never disappoint Master's expectations."

In the training grounds of the Taizong Sect, Mu Zihe walked straight towards the Mission Hall. "Mu Zihe, take on the task of inheriting the Southern Barbarian lineage," a cold voice said, awakening the slumbering Elder. "Approved." The Elder's voice resonated throughout the entire training grounds as he received the Mission Scroll and without even looking up, Mu Zihe turned around and left.

"Senior Martial Brother Zihe is truly amazing. Amongst our sect, only Senior Martial Brother Ziran is able to contend with him for the Southern Barbarian heritage task, isn't it?"

"It's true. I heard that Senior Brother Ziran is also quite interested and is preparing to go to the Southern Barbarian region." Within the sect, as soon as the mission list was released by Mu Zihe, it caused a commotion.

Inside the Confucian Sect, an elegant-looking man is painting. Beside him, a man dressed in white is boredly playing with a jade ornament in his hand. Curiously, he asks the elegant man, "Aren't you even slightly tempted by the inheritance of the Southern Barbarian Emperor?" The elegant man gracefully shakes his head.

"Barbarians. Just the word 'barbarian' alone annoys me. But if all the talented peers are going, then I, the one and only Confucian disciple, cannot simply stay behind, can I?" After saying this, Ruyi Zi no longer paid any attention to the white-clad man beside him. He carefully examined the painting and nodded before waving his hand to complete the unfinished one in his hand.

At the same time, the outstanding disciples from various sects and factions such as Buddhism, Xiaoyao Sect, Ziguang Sect, Heidao Men, and Hehuan Sect were all gearing up and heading towards the Southern Barbarians.

In the dark temple, a young monk lazily lay on the ground. He sighed as he watched Baiyi, who was cultivating day and night. With a glint in his eyes, he coughed a few times before saying, "Yier, Master has ordered you to go to the Southern Barbarians tomorrow."

Bai Yi helplessly opened his eyes, not knowing what craziness his master was up to again. Unable to hold back his hesitation, he said, "Master, I've only just started cultivating..."

As an experienced translator of Chinese web novels, I would translate the paragraph as follows:

Upon hearing these words, Yixuanzi's eyes widened, "Are you questioning me? You dare to question me! Me, me, me... Recite to me what I told you yesterday!"

"Ah...yes, Master. Master mentioned yesterday: Our cultivation path is divided into several stages: Qi cultivation, Foundation Building, Core Formation, Nascent Soul, Golden Core, Divine Transformation, Integration, and Tribulation Crossing."

"Mmm, not bad. And what about ours?"

"Our cultivation methods differ from other sects and factions. We are divided into several stages: Sensing Qi, Spiritual Connection, Opening the Third Eye, Predicting Fate, Mastering Fate, Altering Fate."

"That's right! So you shouldn't be cultivating all day long. Developing sensitivity is to make you become closer to nature. The Southern Barbarians is the continent with the most abundant spiritual energy. Do you think you should go there or not?"

"Yes, I will follow Master's arrangements," Bai Yi replied, feeling utterly perplexed but having no choice but to agree. However, deep inside, he silently criticized his master for coming up with these schemes one after another.

"If you go to the Southern Barbarians, cough cough... it won't be peaceful there lately. If you encounter talented individuals from various sects and factions, remember not to be timid! Just beat up anyone you don't like! It would be even better if you can seize the inheritance of the Southern Barbarian Emperor." Yixuan stroked his proud beard, already assuming the appearance of a master whose disciple had obtained an inheritance.

"Yes, Master." Bai Yi sighed and hurriedly agreed. He was afraid that his Master would start lecturing again, so he ignored the old man and sat down cross-legged to focus on cultivating his connection.

"Well, the world of jianghu is treacherous and people's hearts are hard to fathom. The martial self-defense techniques and cunning stratagems that I have taught you, no, I mean the divine calculations! You must engrave them in your heart..."

(Note: "Jianghu" refers to the martial arts world or the world of martial artists in Chinese culture)

'………'

"Bastard, your temper has flared up! How dare you ignore your master!"

Yi Xuanzi was furious to the point of death, still nostalgic for the weak little baiyi when he first arrived.

As soon as dawn broke, Bai Yi packed up his belongings and set off lightly. He looked back at the dilapidated temple, feeling completely different from two years ago.

Two years ago.

"Whatever, you... unexpectedly truly have a connection with me. You... really want to cultivate the Dao? This is an irreversible path, once embarked upon, there is no turning back."

"Please accept me as your disciple."

"Very well, remember this. I, Daoist Xuanshi, will take you as my disciple today and give you a new name, Bai Yi. Yi signifies the sun and moon, as well as clarity and transparency. Being clear and upfront in your actions and conduct is what I expect from you as my disciple. From now on, worldly matters shall return to dust and earth for you. This is something you must keep in mind."

Looking back now, Bai Yi's heart was filled with deep emotions. With a confident smile, he walked out the door, thinking to himself, "How could we, the likes of insignificant people, be comparable to lowly grass?"

I don't know if I will encounter him on this journey to the southern barbarians...