The laughter of the crowd rose one after another, like sharp blades, piercing the hearts of every conscientious person present.

Zhou Bin and Bai Long became even angrier as they listened to the people's laughter. Their previous judgment was correct. There was no kind person here. They were all a bunch of inhuman beasts.

The old man completely lost his mind under the ridicule of everyone and became even crazier. Seeing that his daughter still didn't want to go, he rolled up his sleeves and tried to force her.

Zhou Bin couldn't bear to watch it any longer, frowned, and was about to take action to stop this absurdity, but unexpectedly, a shocking scene suddenly happened.

The girl cried desperately, her eyes full of helplessness and determination, and suddenly she ran headfirst into the pillar next to her.

There was a loud bang, which hit everyone's heart like a heavy hammer. The girl was instantly thrown out by the huge impact and fell heavily to the ground.

When everyone's eyes fell on her, they saw that her head was bleeding, her skull was broken, and she died on the spot.

The high platform also shook a few times due to the violent impact. The faces of the people on the stage turned pale instantly. The whole platform seemed to be shaky and almost collapsed.

Zhou Bin and Bai Long couldn't help but gasp when they saw this scene, their hearts filled with shock and grief. They never expected that the girl would choose such a decisive way to end her life.

The scene before him was truly a heartbreaking tragedy. Zhou Bin felt a sharp pain in his heart and felt extremely uncomfortable.

The crowd watching was also surprised, but soon they returned to their cold and indifferent expressions and began to laugh at the old man.

Everyone said at once: "This old man is really wishful thinking. Now all hope is gone. Let's see how he can get on with it!"

The old man had never expected such an outcome. He stared blankly at his daughter lying on the ground. His face turned as white as paper and was filled with regret.

He beat his chest and stamped his feet, shouting: "Oh, how could you die? If I had known earlier, I should have held you tightly and sent you directly to the master cultivator. Now it's good, everything is over!"

The old man stamped his feet in regret, but he was not grieving for the loss of his loved ones, but was angry because his hope of participating in the selection was completely shattered.

When the people around him saw him like this, they did not sympathize with him, but burst into laughter. They mocked him, saying, "This old man is just a toad wanting to eat swan meat, but unfortunately he has no such luck. He is completely hopeless now!"

The young man on the stage was stunned for a moment, then he regained his impatience and shouted, "She's dead now, get out of here! Next!"

When the old man heard the person on the stage asking him to leave, his already shaky hope collapsed in an instant. He panicked and didn't care at all about his daughter who was already dead and lying quietly on the ground beside him.

His knees went weak and he fell heavily to the ground with a thump. The sound was particularly abrupt in this noisy environment.

His eyes were filled with despair and pleading. He kept clasping his hands together and bowing, muttering: "Goddess, please have mercy on me and give me a chance. Look, my poor daughter is already dead. Please have pity on my old bones. I only have this one wish in this life, to become a cultivator..."

The cultivators on the stage were already impatient, and when they saw him like this, expressions of extreme disgust instantly appeared on their faces, as if they had seen something disgusting.

The cultivator who had just spoken was full of disdain and cursed: "Old man, if you know what's best for you, get out of here! This is not a charity to help the poor. If you dare to keep talking nonsense, I'll make you pay for it!"

However, the old man's obsession with becoming a cultivator was like a burning flame, and he was unwilling to give up.

He was still lying on the ground, his dry lips trembling constantly, begging bitterly, his voice becoming hoarse due to excessive sorrow and exhaustion: "Immortal, please, give me another chance, I really... really want to become a cultivator..."

Those cultivators finally lost their patience completely. One of them frowned and winked at the person beside him.

Immediately, two burly men strode over, lifted the old man up effortlessly as if he were a helpless chicken, and then threw him out with a sudden swing.

The old man's body drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground. He felt dizzy and stars appeared in front of his eyes. He couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, which sounded like a wounded beast howling in pain.

Seeing the old man in such a miserable state, everyone burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of ridicule and gloating. Everyone cursed: "This old man deserves it! He is already so old, but he doesn't even look in the mirror to see what he has done. He still dreams of becoming a cultivator all day long. It's just a foolish dream!"

All kinds of laughter and scolding mixed together, like a surging tide, one wave after another, making Zhou Bin and the others' ears buzz and their heads almost split by the noisy sound.

Zhou Bin felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart, as if he had swallowed a fly. He had been in the spirit world for many years and had seen all kinds of people, but he had never seen such a mean and shameless person.

Bailong and Xiaobao also looked at the crowd around them with disgust, their eyes full of surprise.

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