Two hours later, the Shen family team arrived at the Sword Tower safely, and the three substitutes prepared by Chen Fan were not used.
As the hour of noon approaches, the immortal seedlings sent by the large and small cultivation families from all over the place have arrived one after another, forming a long line in front of the open space in front of the sword tower.
On both sides of the open space, at the entrance of the sword tower stood the elders from various sects who came to recruit disciples. Whenever a disciple failed to pass the assessment and was kicked out of the sword tower, they would immediately gather together to recruit him.
The seedlings who can enter the Sword Tower for assessment have at least medium-grade spiritual roots. They are looked down upon by the Wanmai Sword Sect, but in their eyes they are hot cakes.
"Another one comes out!"
“Get out of the way!”
"You, Shuanghua Sect, have gone too far! You snatched two in one go..."
"fart!"
“…”
Chen Fan glanced at the elders of the sect who were arguing fiercely at the entrance of the Sword Tower, then turned around and ordered, "Anyone with a mid-grade or higher spiritual root should line up."
The Shen family disciples agreed, and Xiang Sheng and three other girls also got off the carriage and lined up obediently at the end of the team.
Chen Fan took a deep look at Xiang Sheng, but did not dare to keep his gaze on her for too long. He was about to lead everyone to retreat to the side and wait, but when he turned around, he saw the head of the Wu family looking at him with a smile not far away.
"This joke has been going on for two months, and this old man really doesn't take me seriously anymore?"
Chen Fan sneered in his heart, but did not show it on the surface. Instead, his face was full of gloom, as if he didn't want anyone to offend him.
Seeing this, the head of the Wu family couldn't help but smile even more.
The confidant beside him said, "Master, this Chen Fan is desperate and has tried all kinds of treatments. Now his face looks so bad, it seems that there is no effect."
The Wu family patriarch sneered, "Finding a top-grade spiritual root from among mortals is like ascending to heaven. This Chen Fan... normally he seemed difficult to deal with, but now it seems that he is just so-so."
"The master of the house is wise!"
“…”
When the Sword Tower opened, more than three hundred people from nearby towns came to test their spiritual roots, but there were many fakes among them, and only one in ten could really catch the Sword Tower's eye.
Ninety percent of the seedlings were there to take advantage of the Sword Tower to enter other sects, so the team advanced at a very fast speed.
In just half a minute, it was the Shen family's turn.
The head of the Wu family said that he didn't care, but when he actually saw it, he perked up and looked at it carefully.
Chen Fan also stared at the entrance of the sword tower with a burning gaze, secretly clenching his fists.
Although he knew that with Chen Xiang's spiritual roots, it would not be difficult to pass the sword tower test, he was still nervous.
This was also his first time sending a disciple to the Wanmai Sword Sect.
A total of thirty-seven people from the Shen family came to participate in the Sword Tower assessment and entered the Sword Tower one after another.
"Unqualified, next one!"
"Unqualified, next one!"
“Unqualified!”
“…”
The first thirty-six, without exception, came and went quickly, and were then selected by small and medium-sized sects outside.
When the head of the Wu family saw this scene, he was overjoyed.
"Next!"
A shout came from the sword tower, with a hint of impatience in the voice.
Although in order to expand its territory, the Wanmai Sword Sect tacitly allowed various cultivation families to borrow the Sword Tower and send their disciples to other sects, but for Li Wansheng, it was undoubtedly a waste of time.
The list of qualified immortal seedlings had been delivered to him two months earlier. He had already sent those thirty-six immortal seedlings into the spirit pond to refine their bodies. Now, this was just a formality, a way to open a door for other sects.
Occasionally, a high-quality immortal seedling that is not on the list will be detected, but the probability is too low. Even if the sword tower is opened ten times, you may not encounter one.
Li Wansheng was assigned to this godforsaken place, and he didn't think he was lucky, so naturally he didn't have any hope.
So Xiang Sheng stepped into the Sword Tower and looked up to see Li Wansheng with a sour face. He pointed at the Spirit Measurement Pearl beside him and said coldly, "Go over there."
Xiang Sheng turned his head and took a quick look at the layout of the building, and found that it was almost unchanged from the last time he came.
The huge first floor only had a simple set of tables and chairs. The only difference was the spirit-testing bead placed on an open space not far away.
Isn't the real assessment here?
"What are you staring at?!"
Li Wansheng scolded coldly, "Didn't your elders teach you how to use the spirit bead?"
Xiang Sheng didn't say anything, he looked away, walked quickly to the Spirit Testing Pearl, and covered it with his palm.
The next moment, the spirit bead burst out with a ball of purple light, almost blinding Li Wansheng's eyes.
Then there was a loud "bang", and this mid-grade spirit bead worth tens of thousands of spirit stones exploded into a pile of fragments.
Li Wansheng stared blankly at Xiang Sheng, who had an innocent face. After a long time, he came back to his senses, his eyes full of shock.
The mid-grade spirit bead exploded...a super-grade spirit root?
A super-grade spiritual root appeared in this small border town?!
Senior Brother was telling him yesterday that the quality of this batch of immortal seedlings was generally low, and there was only one super-grade spiritual root...
This one on his side, is it the second one?
Become rich!
Li Wansheng became excited, and his cold face immediately disappeared, becoming as gentle as a spring breeze.
"Junior Sister."
He took two steps at a time, walked up to Xiang Sheng, and asked softly, "What's your name?"
"Chen Xiang." Xiang Sheng answered obediently.
Li Wansheng immediately engraved the name into the jade slip and then waved it in front of Xiang Sheng, "But these two words."
Xiang Sheng shook his head and said, "I can't read."
"What?"
Li Wansheng's eyes widened slightly. The immortal seedlings cultivated by the cultivation family should go to private school at the age of three. How come there are still some who are illiterate?
"Who are you from?" he asked.
"Shen family."
Li Wansheng nodded, waving his sleeves to clear away a vortex, "Junior Sister, I will take you to a safe place first.
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