Let’s put aside the heated discussions outside for now.
On the verification table, Elder Yin Tao smiled so hard that all the wrinkles on his face gathered together. He stood up and personally sent Xiang Sheng to the second vortex.
This made Xiang Sheng feel a little strange.
Although super-grade spiritual roots are rare, based on the size of the Wanmai Sword Sect, they should be able to receive a few every time they recruit disciples, and there are probably quite a few super-grade immortal seedlings within the sect.
Moreover, the immortal seedlings are just immortal seedlings after all, so why would Elder Baimei be so enthusiastic about them?
She was confused in her heart, but remained expressionless on the surface. A faint light flashed in her palm, and she put away the "Deceiving Heaven" formation plate and stepped into the vortex.
His vision went dark for a moment, Xiang Sheng's feet landed on the ground, and the scene in front of him changed drastically.
I saw an extremely large stone platform filled with densely packed cushions. A rough count showed that there were no less than 100,000 of them.
In front of the cushion, there was a stone wall more than ten feet high, with lines of huge golden words on it, which were so clear that even mortal children could see them clearly.
"It's actually a simple sword technique that also contains a body-refining method."
Xiang Sheng saw the true meaning of the words on the stone wall at a glance, and immediately understood that the second level of the test was most likely derived from this sword technique.
She didn't look any further and randomly chose a cushion to sit cross-legged on.
Of the 100,000 cushions on the stone platform, only a tenth were currently occupied, and most were gathered near the stone wall. People like Xiang Sheng, sitting alone in the empty, deserted area at the back, were quite eye-catching, attracting many glances.
As time went by, the first level of verification was nearing its end, and more and more fairy seedlings appeared on the stone platform.
People began to sit down scattered around Xiang Sheng, most of them were loners, and they sat far apart from each other.
Xiang Sheng was enjoying the quietness when suddenly his eyebrows raised slightly. He turned around and saw a young man in fancy clothes sitting on the adjacent cushion on his right.
"My name is Wu Lingcheng."
Wu Lingcheng introduced himself, then asked, "What's your name? Which family are you from?"
Xiang Sheng remained silent. She really had no interest in talking to the little kid.
Wu Lingcheng was turned away, but he showed no sign of anger. Instead, he smiled and said, "I asked Senior Brother Li about this. Your name is Shen Xiang, right? And you're an orphan temporarily adopted by the Shen family."
Xiang Sheng still did not respond.
Wu Lingcheng was still a young man after all. After being rejected twice in a row, his face suddenly became a little ugly. He said in a cold voice: "Chen Xiang, you and I are both top-grade immortal seedlings. Even if we don't have the talent for sword cultivation, we can still join the sect as fellow disciples. Why make enemies with each other?"
After hearing this, Xiang Sheng finally reacted and turned to look at him. "I am a top-grade immortal seedling. Did Senior Brother Li tell you that?"
Wu Lingcheng's expression immediately brightened when Xiang Sheng finally paid attention to him. He smiled proudly and said, "Of course not, but judging from Senior Brother Li's attitude, I can guess a little."
Xiang Sheng didn't respond again.
Wu Lingcheng didn't get angry this time. Instead, he shook his head pretentiously and sighed, "You're just a mortal orphan girl, but you've discovered a top-grade spiritual root and ascended to heaven in one step. You should be proud.
What a shame, this is the Myriad Veins Sword Sect, and what they lack most is talent. Did you know that in the past, the minimum threshold for joining the Sword Sect was a top-grade spiritual root?
We may be considered outstanding in other sects, but here, we are just ordinary disciples among the countless others."
At this point, Wu Lingcheng pointed to a spot in front of the stone wall and chuckled, "You must know that there are always people better than you. She is the true daughter of heaven."
Xiang Sheng looked in the direction Wu Lingcheng pointed, and saw a cold and arrogant girl surrounded by many fairy seedlings like the moon surrounded by stars.
The fairy seedlings chattered incessantly, but she stared at the stone wall without saying a word. The others did not dare to express any dissatisfaction, but instead smiled even more brightly.
"She is the only super-grade immortal seedling in this disciple recruitment ceremony, Tong Qiu Shuang!"
Wu Lingcheng said this proudly, as if the word "super" was not referring to someone else, but himself.
Xiang Sheng glanced at Tong Qiu Shuang and then looked away.
It is indeed a good seedling.
But it's just that his spiritual roots are good; his talent in swordsmanship is another matter.
Seeing that she turned her head away and stopped looking, Wu Lingcheng thought that his words had taken effect, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot and continued:
"Moreover, in terms of family background, Tong Qiushuang is also the best among our group of immortal seedlings.
The Tong family is a thousand-year-old family of cultivation. They have produced a powerful person who has reached the level of a god. How profound is their foundation?
Although Tong Qiushuang was not valued in the family before, she was well-read in various cultivation classics, unlike you and me..."
At this point, Wu Lingcheng seemed to have just remembered something, and he pretended to be surprised and said loudly: "Chen Xiang, you still can't read?"
The sound was really loud, and the three words "illiterate" were so strange that they immediately attracted the attention of everyone around and attracted discussions.
"Are there still illiterate immortal seedlings these days?"
"You can't even understand the sword techniques on the stone wall if you can't read. How can you participate in the second round of assessment?"
"She's well-dressed, so how could she be illiterate?"
"Mostly due to laziness and neglect of study."
"Humph, such lazy people are shameful to associate with. Even if they can really enter the sect, it will be a disgrace."
"I think she'll be eliminated before the second round even starts. Just wait and see!"
“…”
Wu Lingcheng listened to the discussions around him and sneered inwardly.
What he said before, such as "both are of the highest quality" and "don't make enemies", was just to lower Chen Xiang's defense and deceive him.
He didn't have the idea of coexisting peacefully from the beginning, but to do his best to attack Shen Xiang!
Countless eyes were fixed on him, and the invisible pressure was enough to make ordinary people lose their minds, let alone children?
Even though Chen Xiang still had no expression on his face, he was probably already feeling extremely ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
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