Just then, the space in front of the temple rippled slightly.
A soft golden divine light descended from the void, and where the light converged, a white jade bowl carved with a hundred chrysanthemum patterns materialized out of thin air.
The bowl contained half a bowl of clear soup, its color like amber, with tiny specks of gold floating in it, as if countless tiny petals were floating and unfolding within it, and an indescribable, rich floral fragrance permeated the air.
This is "Hundred Flower Soup".
It looks pure and beautiful, smells refreshing, and has no trace of danger.
Yue Guan's gaze fell on the bowl of soup. He bowed to Ning Liu and Bibi Dong, then sat down cross-legged with a solemn expression.
Whether the test is difficult or easy, he can only continue!
He reached out and caught the white jade bowl in mid-air.
The bowl has a warm, smooth surface that feels warm to the touch.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yue Guan tilted her head back and drank the bowl of Hundred Flower Soup in one gulp.
With its sweet taste and rich floral aroma, it is a rare delicacy.
The soup slid down my throat, turning into a warm current that flowed into my limbs and bones.
A hint of enjoyment even appeared on Yue Guan's face.
Bibi Dong, standing to the side, had an even more pronounced, dismissive smile on her lips.
See? It was just as I expected.
However, her expression froze the next moment.
Suddenly, Yue Guan, who was sitting cross-legged, trembled violently. His delicate and handsome face turned deathly pale, veins bulged on his forehead, and large beads of sweat rolled down his face.
"Hmm!"
A suppressed groan escaped from between his teeth.
"What's going on?" Bibi Dong's purple eyes narrowed slightly.
They've arrived.
The energy of those hundred divine chrysanthemums finally awakened within him.
That wasn't a violent energy surge, nor was it direct destruction.
If that were all, with Yue Guan's level 97 soul power, he could easily suppress it.
These hundred energies, like a hundred cunning assassins, silently seeped into every corner of his body.
A surge of hot, warm current rushed into his meridians, attempting to ignite his soul power. But what followed was a chilling coldness, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, threatening to freeze his blood.
Some energies are as gentle as a spring breeze, yet they harbor a lazy tendency that erodes willpower; others are as sharp as a knife, yet they can temper the strength of one's bones and muscles.
They are intertwined and conflict with each other, yet they merge in the midst of conflict, evolving into even more bizarre and elusive changes.
This is no longer a simple energy suppression, but an incredibly delicate "bomb disposal" operation carried out within one's own body.
He had to use his mental power, like the finest carving knife, to peel away the hundred kinds of mixed energy bit by bit, identify their properties, and then carefully guide, sort, and absorb them.
At this moment, Yue Guan finally understood the true meaning of Ning Liu's words, "The deeper the understanding, the more profound the secrets."
This is hardly an easy question.
Bibi Dong also noticed something amiss.
She could clearly sense that the soul power within Yue Guan's body had not experienced a large-scale upheaval, but rather was oscillating at an extremely subtle frequency.
His mental energy was highly concentrated, like an invisible net carefully filtering something.
The requirement for such control over one's own energy is simply unbelievable.
Even she, when faced with this test, knew she couldn't do better than Yue Guan.
It all comes down to meticulousness!
The trials she underwent with the Rakshasa God were mostly filled with killing.
But this test from the Chrysanthemum Goddess is subtly cunning, revealing a thunderous force in silence.
Time passed by, second by second.
Yue Guan's face kept changing between pale, flushed, and ashen, and his body was sometimes burning hot like a furnace and sometimes as cold as iron.
But he remained seated, motionless, like a statue.
The benefits of the third test became clear at this point.
His body, tempered by frost and snow, provided him with a solid battlefield.
After an unknown amount of time, the hundred mixed energies within Yue Guan's body were gradually straightened and calmed down.
Under his spiritual guidance, those violent, cold, and illusory energies shed their dangerous cloaks, revealing their most primal divine essence, and slowly merged into his limbs, bones, and spiritual sea.
Finally, the last wisp of energy was completely absorbed.
Yue Guan suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling golden lights flashed by.
His entire demeanor changed once again. If he was a cold, frigid chrysanthemum before, then at this moment he was like a piece of exquisitely polished jade, warm and restrained.
"Buzz—"
An invisible spiritual wave spread out from him, much stronger than before.
Above the temple, a majestic and grand voice rang out once more, carrying a clear hint of approval.
[Fourth test, Chrysanthemums Embody Spirit, completed.]
[Rewards: Increased mental strength. Increased spirit ring age by 5,000 years. Increased affinity with the Chrysanthemum God to 40%.]
The moment the words fell, a golden beam of light, even more dazzling than before, enveloped Yue Guan.
Yue Guan felt a transformative change within his body and was so excited he could hardly contain himself.
The voice of God did not give him much time to reflect; the grand proclamation descended once more.
[The fifth test: A mirage, an illusion.]
[Test Content: Enter the 'Mirror of Truth' and confront the inner demons within you, demons born of beauty, vanity, and obsession. The illusions in the mirror will exploit your emotional weaknesses; only by upholding your true self and seeing through the falsehoods can you break free from the illusion.]
This test examines your will and your resolve.
A mirage?
Confronting the inner demons of beauty, vanity, and obsession?
Upon hearing this, Yue Guan's expression hardened.
He had always loved beauty, had an effeminate demeanor, and acted eccentrically. Discussions about his appearance and behavior never ceased.
He may say he doesn't care, but deep down, hasn't he developed an obsession with it?
This fifth test likely targets the softest part of his heart, the part he least wants to be known.
"interesting."
Bibi Dong's lips curled into a playful smile. "So you want to see your true self? This Chrysanthemum God certainly knows how to torment people."
The next moment, Yue Guan's figure vanished without a trace.
The fifth test officially begins.
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