After the darkness lasted for a few breaths, Xiang Sheng felt his body regain stability.
Having had experience in Xuanwang City, as soon as she landed and stood firm, she immediately put her mask into the blood ring, took out Gao Heng's mask and put it on, and at the same time took off the outermost layer of her dress, revealing the disciple's uniform underneath.
She was extremely fast. After she completed this step, the people around her had just come back to their senses from the teleportation and began to look around.
Xiang Sheng used his secret technique to adjust his appearance while also looking up.
I found myself in the center of a very spacious hall. In front of me was a wooden platform. On the platform hung a magic weapon that looked like a mirror. The mirror surface was shining with white light.
Looking further away, the view is shrouded in darkness and it is difficult to see clearly.
“It’s really a big deal!”
Some people couldn't help but exclaim, "They can open up caves at will. The rumors are true. The Tianyan Sect really has a powerful person in the God Transformation Stage!"
"I think it's the magic weapon. If the Tianyan Sect is a seventh-grade sect, why would it be so..."
This person only said half of his words and stopped talking, but others could guess what the next half of the sentence was with their toes.
Ordinary disciples like them are not valued in the Chiyan Sect, let alone a seventh-grade sect?
"Speaking of which, with so many people coming in, isn't Tianyan Sect afraid that one or two spies might sneak in and report the news to the higher-ups of Chiyan Sect?"
"There must be a way to counter it. Otherwise, why haven't the top leaders made any moves in the Tianyan Sect, which has been developing for so many years?"
“…”
Xiang Sheng listened to the people around him talking and his eyes flashed.
These people, like her, were new arrivals.
This place is very different from what Lu Yushan described. If I had come in without changing my identity, it is hard to say what I would have encountered.
At the same time, in Yayuan, Hei Jue, who was holding a round plate, changed his expression slightly.
"Master, something seems to have gone wrong with the transmission. Xiang Sheng has disappeared."
"disappear?"
Lu Yushan opened and closed his eyes, glanced at the disk, and said lightly: "Don't worry about her, let's get down to business first."
Hei Jue breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and plunged into the whirlpool beside him.
The next moment, a vortex appeared on the platform of the hall.
Hei Jue took a step forward, his cold eyes like lightning sweeping over the crowd. A pressure from the Jindan stage swept out, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
"I am the Right Protector of the Tianyan Sect. You may address me as the Jade Protector."
Hei Jue's intimidating presence remained, but his tone was calm and approachable. "Since you've come here to take the test, I'm sure you've thought it through clearly. There's no need for me to explain anything further."
After saying this, he waved his sleeve to sweep away the black mist behind the platform, and a staircase leading straight up appeared in front of people. On each step of the stairs, there were pill bottles of different colors.
"The first round of assessment begins immediately."
Hei Jue casually pointed to a tall and thin young man below the stage and said, "You go first."
The man walked up to the stage in a daze and stood in front of the bronze mirror. The white light on the mirror gradually faded, revealing a line of vermilion writing, "Low-grade spiritual roots, fourth-level true essence, rated - Ding low-grade."
"Ding Xiapin, is this... good or bad?"
The tall and thin young man looked at Hei Jue with trepidation in his eyes.
Hei Jue stretched out his five fingers, and suddenly a pill bottle flew out from the steps behind him and fell into the arms of the tall and thin young man.
"Go down and wait for the second round of assessment."
"I passed?"
The tall and thin young man was overjoyed and walked down the stage happily with the pill bottle in his hand. He pulled out the cork and counted the pills inside. He saw that there were actually fifty pills inside, enough to cover a month's payment.
Just to get this bottle of elixir, this trip is worth it.
Seeing this, the others immediately rushed to the stage. Finally, a burly man won the first place and stood in front of the bronze mirror.
The mirror shone through it once, revealing vermilion writing: "Low-grade spiritual roots, fifth-grade true essence, rated - Wu low-grade."
"Wu low grade?"
The burly man was stunned when a whirlpool suddenly appeared behind him.
Hei Jue waved his sleeve and swept it in like garbage.
"ah--"
The screams stopped abruptly as the vortex closed, and Hei Jue said nonchalantly, "Next."
The crowd below hesitated for a moment, then one person stepped forward and summoned the courage to ask, "Excuse me, Jade Protector, how is that senior brother from earlier?"
"He has no connection with my religion and has already left."
Hei Jue responded calmly, "When he wakes up tomorrow, he won't remember anything about the Tianyan Sect."
When these words were spoken, everyone was secretly shocked, but many people also breathed a sigh of relief.
The situation remained deadlocked for a while before people came on stage one after another to be tested.
"Ding low grade!"
"Ding low grade!"
"Ding low grade!"
"Wu low grade!"
"C-grade low!"
“…”
It is almost all Ding lower grade, mixed with sporadic Wu lower grade and Bing lower grade.
Hei Jue was used to it. This group of people were originally low-level inner sect disciples who were not valued, so it was normal that their qualifications were average.
In all the assessments he had presided over over the years, he had only encountered one person who had slipped through the net and was not discovered by the Chiyan Sect. This person was a person with a top-grade spiritual root that was secretly born. He was evaluated as a top-grade C and was personally accepted as a disciple by the master and secretly trained.
The first round of assessment was extremely quick. In less than half an hour, Xiang Sheng was the only one left in the audience who had not yet been assessed.
Seeing Hei Jue's gaze, Xiang Sheng could only bite the bullet and go on stage. He stood in front of the mirror. A white light shone on the mirror, and immediately words began to appear - low-grade spiritual roots, true essence...
Xiang Sheng stared at the bronze mirror without blinking, and his fists clenched slowly between his sleeves.
She used the breath-concealing technique to conceal her cultivation level, and used shape-shifting to simulate an aura similar to that of a foundation-building stage cultivator, but the strength of her true essence could not deceive anyone.
Even with the top-level human-level mental method, the true essence of the Qi training stage is still far inferior to that of the foundation-building stage.
If I were to be given a grade of five, kicked out of the secret realm, and lose my memory, wouldn't all my efforts be wasted?!
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