The sect's assessment has ended, and the disciples dispersed to continue their cultivation journey.

Xiao Feng sat around Xu Qing'er, pondering the dangers of the Clear Spring River.

Just as Xu Qing'er said, he believes that with his own strength, it is very likely that he will not be able to get through it.

Seeing Xiao Feng's serious expression, someone patted him on the shoulder and said, "Buddy, I believe in you. You'll definitely be able to cross the river safely."

Not to be outdone, Xu Qing'er walked up to Xiao Feng and said, "Yes, their inability to cross the river only means that their cultivation is not yet up to par. I believe you."

This time, Xiao Feng surprisingly did not refute Xu Qing'er, but instead focused his attention on the sect leader.

The sect leader took a deep breath and beckoned to Xiao Feng: "Come with me."

The sect leader's voice sounded very indifferent, as if he was sulking.

Even though he had already shouldered all the doubts within the sect, no one expected that Xiao Feng would actually jump out and try to cross the Qingquan River.

Since the founding of the Qingzong Sect, no one has been able to successfully retrieve the Mountain and River Sword from within, which is enough to demonstrate just how troublesome the Qingquan River is.

In just the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xiao Feng followed the sect leader to the courtyard where she was.

The sect leader pointed to the stone bench in the courtyard: "Rest over there for a while, I'll go get something for you."

Xiao Feng readily agreed and stood in the courtyard.

Since the sect leader already had the idea of ​​taking him as his last disciple, he believed that the sect leader had no reason to harm him.

Soon, the sect leader came out from inside, holding a small jade bottle in his hand, and placed it in front of Xiao Feng.

"This contains top-quality pain medication. Take some while you are crossing the Qingquan River; it will help alleviate your pain."

Xiao Feng bowed to the sect leader, took the medicine bottle with both hands, and carefully placed it inside his clothes.

Even she wasn't confident she could cross the Qingquan River, so he believed it was almost impossible for him to do so.

Seeing that Xiao Feng was about to leave the courtyard, the sect leader couldn't help but remind him, "If you really can't hold on in the Clear Spring River, remember to come out from there. I will protect you."

With her strength, she could withstand the pressure from the elders, and no one dared to point fingers at Xiao Feng.

When Xiao Feng heard that the sect leader was still determined to defy the objections of others, he agreed with gratitude on his face.

Since no one in the sect had gone to Qingquan River for quite some time, the news spread like a plague throughout the entire sect.

At this moment, there were quite a few people standing casually in the courtyard where Feng Luo was.

Feng Luo looked at the lackey who brought up Qingquan River with a sinister smile: "You mentioned Qingquan River in front of the sect leader, so your senior brother won't treat you unfairly."

The lackey was overjoyed to hear that Feng Luo was willing to give him some special privileges: "Then thank you, Senior Brother."

The disciples in the courtyard were discussing the dangers of the Qingquan River, feeling that it was almost impossible for Xiao Feng to cross it.

Suddenly, one of them approached Feng Luo, his face serious: "Senior Brother, what if that kid gets lucky and accidentally gets through?"

When Feng Luo heard someone trying to boost Xiao Feng's morale, he glared at him and said, "We will all cross the Qingquan River on the day we cross it. Do you think we're all pushovers?"

Seeing the cold glint in Feng Luo's eyes, everyone understood that Feng Luo was prepared to make his move in the Clear Spring River.

Before he knew it, it was time for Xiao Feng to cross the Qingquan River.

Before he even arrived at Qingquan River, the entire mountainside was filled with disciples who had come to join in the fun.

The sect leader and elders stood in their designated places, each with a very serious expression.

Feng Luo arrived a short distance from the elder ahead of time and scoffed, "Xiao Feng hasn't arrived yet. Is he afraid? Haha..."

The lackeys burst into laughter, as if mocking Xiao Feng for not daring to come here.

The sect leader listened to their unrestrained mockery, looked in the direction of their voices, and made them all shut their mouths.

Although they had some conflicts with Xiao Feng, none of them dared to offend the sect leader.

Just then, Xiao Feng leisurely arrived at Qingquan River and sneered, "Only a weakling like you wouldn't dare to cross here."

Seeing that Xiao Feng still harbored resentment towards him, Feng Luo glared at him angrily: "You... wait until you get to Qingquan River, and see how you die."

Just as the two were arguing, the sect leader landed beside Xiao Feng and asked, "Did you take the medicine I gave you?"

Xiao Feng nodded repeatedly: "I have already swallowed the medicine. I will go and fetch the Mountain and River Sword now."

Seeing Xiao Feng's stubborn expression, the sect leader realized that his persuasion was in vain.

Since that's the case, the sect leader returned to the group of other elders and waved his hand, saying, "If you're ready, then enter the Clear Spring River."

Xiao Feng readily agreed and jumped into the Clear Spring River.

All the disciples focused their attention on Xiao Feng, wanting to see if he had been corrupted by the pain of the Clear Spring River.

At this point, Xiao Feng no longer had the energy to manage the disciples of the Qing Sect.

As soon as his feet touched the Qingquan River, he felt a sharp pain seep into his feet and gradually penetrate deeper into his brain.

If it weren't for his strong willpower, this would have made him completely faint.

Xiao Feng stayed in his spot for ten breaths to familiarize himself with the position, then opened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and walked forward.

Feng Luo thought Xiao Feng wouldn't last long inside, but no one expected that Xiao Feng would actually have the strength to walk forward.

Instantly, Feng Luo's voice rang out: "If you can't walk anymore, then come out from inside. It's not shameful, haha."

"Don't leave your life in there, it's not worth it."

Listening to Feng Luo's constant mocking words, Xiao Feng realized that he was deliberately trying to disturb his mind, and silently held a grudge in his heart.

The sect leader, seeing that Xiao Feng was actually able to walk such a long distance, nodded in satisfaction: "You all saw it? Xiao Feng's resilience is the strongest I have ever seen."

This time, even the elders had no words of protest and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, his aptitude is the best we have ever seen."

It's a pity they let Xiao Feng enter the Clear Spring River in front of the disciples being tested. If they hadn't brought the Mountain and River Sword, it would have been difficult to convince everyone.

At this moment, Xiao Feng felt that his body was numb with pain.

My feet were moving forward slowly, relying solely on muscle memory, completely unaware of what was beneath my feet.

Without the help of the sect leader's medicine, Xiao Feng felt he would have fainted long ago and would never have made it this far.

He glanced back at the path he had come from, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and continued walking forward.

Feng Luo could tell that Xiao Feng was putting on a brave face, so he deliberately caused trouble around him, creating a lot of problems for Xiao Feng.

However, Xiao Feng did not respond, but silently made a mental note of this debt.