Chapter 348: No place to bury my body! I do!

Whoosh! There was a violent sound of wind in his ears. Wang Lin was already covered in blood. The stone steps he climbed left a deep bloodstain. Under the increasing pressure, his bones seemed to be broken. He could not use any strength. He was now relying entirely on his will to drive his body. His breath was on the verge of death.

In his ears, there were faint and ethereal voices constantly coming out.

"Oh, give up. You are not cut out for this. Why force it?"

"Hehehe, Wang Lin, a mortal like you is destined to achieve nothing in this life. Do you think you are worthy of hoping for an immortal fate?"

"Wang Lin, you are destined to face the earth and the sky! Don't have any unfounded fantasies!"

"Wang Lin, cultivation requires following the flow of things. Why do you have to go against the will of heaven?"

These voices came and went, some trying to persuade him to give up, some mocking him, and some speaking coldly to shatter all his beliefs! "No, that's not the case!"

"Go with the flow and you will be a mortal, go against the flow and you will be an immortal. It all depends on a thought in your mind!"

Wang Lin clenched his teeth tightly, and even though blood was oozing from between his teeth, he did not hesitate at all.

"This is an opportunity that my fourth uncle earned for me with great difficulty."

"Dad, Mom, Fourth Uncle. So many people trust me. I carry the hopes of Dad and Mom."

"How could I be so selfish as to give up!!!"

A ferocious look emerged on Wang Lin’s pale face, and he growled and crawled forward again.

Bang bang!

Two balls of blood mist exploded from his knees.

But he didn't care. If his legs were broken, he would use his hands to climb. If his hands were broken, he would use his body to move! Even if he died on this stone staircase, he would never give up!

Dong! The sound of an ancient bell rang loudly.

The thick fog that covered the stone stairs quickly dispersed to both sides. He seemed to vaguely see the end of the stone stairs. Unfortunately, at this time a ruthless voice came like thunder, shaking his heart.

"The time is up. Only seven people have passed. The rest... have failed!"

Wang Lin glanced at the seven people in front of him, laughed miserably, and then tilted his body and fell on the stone steps, unconscious.

At the top of the stone stairs.

The nine peak masters and the elders looked at each other, all with sighs in their eyes.

Among the new recruits this time, the young man named Wang Lin is undoubtedly the most mentally resilient, and no one's injuries are as serious as his.

I clearly have no strength left, my bones are clearly breaking, and my consciousness is clearly blurry.

But he still persisted, his faith never wavered! Even though these peak masters and elders knew countless people, they couldn't help but feel a little shocked. They asked themselves, if they were put in the situation of this young man, they would definitely not be able to hold on until now.

"It's a pity that cultivation cannot be achieved solely by perseverance."

"The reason why Wang Lin lost was not because of his lack of perseverance or poor talent, but because his physical foundation was too weak!"

"That's right. Although the other seven people are not gifted or have great backgrounds, they obviously come from very good families. Not only are they strong, they even have some nourishing pills. Only Wang Lin has truly relied on himself to get to this point."

"But cultivation is all about wealth, companions, Dharma and land, and family strength is also a form of one's own strength."

"If I could, I would really like to let him pass, but unfortunately rules are rules and cannot be broken easily."

The peak masters and elders all discussed in low voices and shook their heads slightly.

The seven people who passed through instantly showed expressions of ecstasy and couldn't help cheering.

The seventh place was a young man in gorgeous clothes, who squeezed into the last spot by taking drugs. Seeing this, he immediately looked at the bloody Wang Lin lying unconscious on the stone stairs and couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, I was almost surpassed by this poor guy! Unfortunately, my father is a wealthy man in Dongyang City. I have prepared hundreds of bottles of Huiyuan Pills alone. What can you compare with me?"

Elder Zhaoguang couldn't help but frown upon hearing this, and said in a cold voice: "Relying on the benefits of the elixir, I just barely passed. It's fine if you don't keep your tail between your legs and be humble, but why do you have the audacity to mock those with strong minds?"

The young man's smile froze and he quickly bowed and said yes, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

Which of the elders and peak masters present here has not seen many storms and waves and known countless people? "Humph, it's hard to achieve great things." Zhaoguang, Guichen and other elders looked at each other and shook their heads slightly.

If possible, they really hope to eliminate this guy and let Wang Lin pass.

It’s just that the rules are set by them. If Wang Lin sets a precedent today and changes the rules at will, then a situation is likely to occur in the future.

That means there's no need to compare character and perseverance, just compare who's more miserable.

"Take them to the Nine Peaks for training. As for those who fail, heal their injuries and send them back to Lin'an City."

Chen Tianchen, who was in charge of the recruitment, said thoughtfully.

Immediately, Chen Tianchen took the seven people away.

Wang Lin didn't know when he woke up. When he woke up, his injuries had healed and he could hear the sound of violent wind in his ears.

An old man in white clothes and white hair was rolling him up with his sleeves and flying towards Lin'an City.

Although the old man is very old, his facial features are three-dimensional, his eyebrows are sharp, his eyes are bright, and his back is extremely straight. Even though the years have left countless marks on his face, one can still vaguely see some of his youthful appearance. He must be an extremely handsome man.

"My lord, where are we going?"

Wang Lin asked with some trepidation.

"Since you failed the assessment, you will naturally be sent back to Lin'an City." The white-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

Wang Lin fell silent after hearing this.

His parents' expectant eyes, their hunched backs while doing farm work, their dark and weathered faces, their leaky house, everything quickly tore apart his heart.

This made his pupils become somewhat dilated.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The Wang family sent a total of three people to participate in the assessment this time.

In addition to him, Wang Hao was accepted as a true disciple by a peak master on the spot, and Wang Yi also successfully passed the assessment in the first round and joined the Ziwei Chen family.

Only he was eliminated.

He could already imagine how the Wang family, who already looked down on his family, would laugh at and ridicule his parents.

The parents, who are already cautious and cannot hold their heads up in front of the family, will probably be even more embarrassed.

Pah! He slapped himself hard in the face, leaving five scarlet finger marks on his pale face, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

The white-haired old man glanced at him calmly and said in a somewhat indifferent tone: "What can you change by slapping yourself? It just makes your conscience feel better and less guilty."

Wang Lin remained silent after hearing this.

"As far as I know, the results of this assessment have been reported to your family. Your family is holding a grand banquet with a long queue of wine tables to celebrate for your two brothers. It's really lively."

"In your family, people are quite critical of you, your parents, and even your fourth uncle. They think you have wasted a place. Some even say that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, and a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's son will dig holes. Your parents are farmers, and you will be a farmer for the rest of your life. Taking part in this assessment is like a toad wanting to eat swan meat."

Wang Lin clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into the flesh, oozing out traces of bright red.

He didn't even dare to think about how his parents, who had been honest and kind of clumsy in speaking all their lives, would face the wanton ridicule and mockery from that group of people. What an embarrassing situation that would be.

“I’m sorry. I’m really sorry.”

Wang Lin laughed miserably, tears silently flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"You want to die, to put an end to it all?"

The white-haired old man seemed to see what Wang Lin was thinking, and with a hint of contempt in his voice, he spat out two words: "Coward."

"Coward? I don't want to be like this either, but tell me, what can I do? Huh?!!!"

"If I could, I would rather die on that stone staircase than let my parents be disappointed and humiliated!!!"

"You are an immortal, you are powerful, and you have a high status, so whatever you say is right! That's why you can be so high and mighty, and criticize everything at will with an indifferent attitude!"

"But if you and I were switched, what would you do?! Huh?!"

Wang Lin suddenly exploded, crying and shouting while looking at the white-haired old man with tears streaming down his face.

The white-haired old man did not get angry when he heard this. Instead, he smiled slightly with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Then, the white-haired old man smiled and said, "I have a way to help you join the Ziwei Chen family. Even after joining, your status may even be far higher than that of your two fellow clansmen. Are you willing to try?"

"Of course, the result of failure is that you will die without a burial."

Without waiting for the white-haired old man to finish his words.

"I do!"

Wang Lin's tone was firm and decisive.

(End of this chapter)