Chen Ziyu didn't mind Mu Hanyan's indifferent attitude, because Mu Hanyan had always been like this to him. But even so, his feelings for Mu Hanyan had never changed.
The selection process began soon. An elder with white hair and beard waved his hand, and all the disciples participating in the selection had a piece of paper in their hands. To be more precise, it looked more like a talisman paper. Everyone was stunned when they saw the talisman paper in their hands, because the talisman paper in their hands had words on it, while the ones in the hands of others were blank.
"Answer the questions in your hands. No need to look. Each person can only see the questions on the talisman paper in his hand. Crush it directly after answering. Those who pass the preliminary selection will have white light on their bodies, and then enter the second round of selection and climb this step by themselves." The elder's voice reached everyone's ears.
Mu Hanyan glanced at the group below, wondering how many disciples Fuhua Peak would be able to accept this time. The first stage of the selection process, a hallmark of their Canglan Sect, involved answering questions. These questions varied, but they all tested a person's character. When the Canglan Sect accepted disciples, they prioritized character first, followed by aptitude. Even if one possessed incredible talent, what good would it do if their intentions were corrupt?
Accepting only those with ill intentions would inevitably bring disaster, even devastating consequences, to the sect. Imagine if the sect were in trouble and everyone fled, who would protect the sect and maintain its legacy? The founder of the Canglan Sect saw this clearly, and thus established the content of the first stage of the examination from the outset. This is one of the main reasons why the Canglan Sect has become the world's leading sect.
Soon, the questions were answered, and the talisman paper was crushed. Flashes of white light flashed through the crowd. Those with white light looked delighted, while those without it had expressions of understanding, indignation, and gloom. Then, disciples led those with white light toward the stairs.
Ye Yanran watched this scene with great interest. It was her first time seeing the grand ceremony of selecting disciples. So this is how the selection was done...
At this moment, Mu Hanyan suddenly felt a gaze resting on her. She hadn't thought much of it at first, as she was used to seeing so many eyes lingering on her whenever she appeared in public. But this time, as if sensing something, she turned her head to look in the direction of that gaze. She was met with a pair of eyes she'd seen before.
The moment she met that man's eyes, she could hardly look away. He was also dressed in white, but not the snow-white of Chen Ziyu's. Instead, it was a silvery white, which made him look even more extraordinary. He had an ordinary appearance, but his eyes were astonishingly bright. When he saw Mu Hanyan looking at him, he didn't avoid her gaze, but met her gaze, looking at her with a burning intensity.
Mu Hanyan subconsciously turned her head away, not daring to meet his gaze again. A moment later, Mu Hanyan turned back to look at the man, only to see that he was still staring at her intently. Startled, she quickly turned her head away. Her heart was beating a little faster at that moment. She swore she saw a fleeting smile in his eyes.
This time, Mu Hanyan didn't dare turn around to look at that person. She felt inexplicably guilty...
Mu Hanyan led Ye Yanran, performing wind control techniques, and Mu Hanfeng to the final level, awaiting those who could ascend independently. This staircase naturally held a profound mystery. Once the participants ascended, the pressure grew greater as they ascended, forcing them to rely solely on their own strength. Only those who completed the entire staircase could truly pass the assessment. While the first level tested character, the second level tested one's mindset. Only those with a strong will could make it.
As Mu Hanyan soared through the air, another person caught her eye. The figure stood tall, taking steps forward, each one resolute and unwavering. Mu Hanyan flew forward again, glancing at the man's face. He too had ordinary features, but his eyes held a surprisingly resolute expression. As if sensing her gaze, he glanced up at her and offered her a gentle smile. Startled, Mu Hanyan quickly flew away, taking Ye Yanran with him.
When they landed, Mu Hanfeng looked at Mu Hanyan's expression, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask, "Junior Sister Hanyan, is there something wrong with you?"
"Ah?" Mu Hanyan came back to her senses and shook her head gently, "Nothing. I just saw two good seedlings."
"Really? Then I'll have to observe carefully. It would be best if we could bring him to our Fuhua Peak." Mu Hanfeng's eyes lit up. He had actually wanted to have more junior brothers for a long time. Junior brothers were creatures that should be enslaved. He had also wanted to enslave Xiang Baizhe, but this guy was too lazy to even go out for a meal, and he just spent the whole day studying alchemy formations. However, he had strengthened the defense formation of Fuhua Peak countless times, and considering this, he didn't bother about not being able to enslave him. However, taking in new junior brothers to enslave was a very good idea. There were so many things to do in Fuhua Peak, and as for his unreliable master, he really didn't want to say more.
Mu Hanyan stood there, pondering something else. She felt that there was something different about the two ordinary-looking people. She couldn't quite put her finger on what the difference was, and even felt a sense of déjà vu. This feeling was absurd, because she was certain she had never seen them before.
The time allotted for passing the second level is two days. Disciples will be waiting here to take those who have passed to the square to participate in the third level assessment. The third level is simple and rough, and it is also the last level, which is to test aptitude.
A massive stone tablet had been placed in the center of the square. Participants simply placed their palms on it and, with a simple thought, their aptitude would be determined. Someone would then record the results and instantly transmit them. The names and qualifications of those who passed would be displayed on a wall in the Canglan Sect's main hall, visible to the sect's elders and key figures. They could then clearly assess the disciples' qualifications. Afterward, once all those who passed the test arrived at the main hall, they could select their new disciples.
Mu Hanyan noticed that the two men had also easily passed the second level. She went directly to the stone tablet in the square and took a look at their qualifications. Mu Hanyan was a little surprised. The two men's qualifications were surprisingly comparable, both very good. Mu Hanfeng's eyes lit up as he looked at the two men. Okay, these two are the ones. They both look very honest, very good. I will let them do the work from now on. Mu Hanfeng thought happily. However, he didn't think at that time that the so-called honesty didn't exist, it was all fake.
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