21 Trial Selection
In the original book, Li Yuanxiu lived in seclusion for many years and rarely went out.
On the day of the inner sect selection, Li Yuanxiu came out of retreat. When he passed by the competition, he was instantly impressed by Xie Hanjing's talent and wanted to take him as his disciple.
After Xie Hanjing became a disciple of Luotan Peak, Li Yuanxiu taught him for a few days and then went into seclusion again. However, this also happened to be convenient for the male protagonist. During this period, the male protagonist taught himself the Qinglai Heart Method and secretly learned the three unique skills.
Until Xie Hanjing exposed his bloodline.
Everyone in the sect thought Yan Rong was a demon, but Li Yuanxiu noticed something unusual. He was about to identify Xie Hanjing, but he was found dead on the cliff that day.
The original novel leaves this part blank, but all signs indicate that it was Xie Hanjing who killed the witness to silence him.
When Hua Lang thought of this, although she felt extremely sympathetic towards Li Yuanxiu, she definitely did not have the courage to sacrifice herself for others!
Hua Lang trembled, "Senior Sister, does Sixth Senior Brother have to go? There are so many talisman cultivators in Qinglai, can't we change someone else?"
Ming Jinshu said as a matter of course, "How could the Wu family look down on those people? Junior Sister, don't worry. Although your Sixth Senior Brother is timid and a bit of a wimp, his talisman skills are among the best even in Zhongzhou. He will definitely not embarrass us!"
Hua Lang's eyes darkened. This was not what she was worried about!
Ming Jinshu was completely oblivious to this and continued to comfort her, "Junior sister, the Jingxu Talisman you are using was drawn by him. Isn't it amazing!"
Hua Lang agreed stiffly, "Yes, yes..."
Seeing that the exchange student issue was a done deal, Hua Lang turned to the system for help and said, "001, what should we do? Xie Hanjing's master has run away!"
001 was also dumbfounded. [This, this, Tong doesn't know either...]
Everyone was silent for a moment, then spoke at the same time.
"Don't even think of asking me to take over this part of the plot!"
[How about you, host, become the male protagonist's master. ]
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Hua Lang was furious and scolded 001, "You clearly knew the ending of the hero's master, how could you let me die!"
001 said with a guilty conscience, "Host, don't be angry. The Tong will definitely not let you really die. We still have points, right? It won't be a problem for us to live again under the eyes of the Heavenly Dao."
Hua Lang disagreed, "No, that would hurt too!"
001 felt wronged: [But the main storyline must continue...]
Hua Lang was a little annoyed, "Let me think about it again, is there any way to have the best of both worlds?"
Hua Lang said hello to his senior sister in a depressed manner and was about to return to Qijing Peak. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Xie Hanjing standing at the bottom of the stairs.
The person Hua Lang least wanted to see at this moment was him. She immediately lowered her head, pretending that no one saw her, and walked straight forward.
Unexpectedly, Xie Hanjing came forward, stood in front of Hua Lang, and called her, "Little Master."
Being caught red-handed, Hua Lang could only raise his head and ask, "What's the matter?"
Xie Hanjing said seriously, "I haven't thanked Junior Master for the medicine yet, but the wound has healed... and it doesn't hurt anymore."
When he lowered his eyes to look at people, his lower brow and slightly straightened eyeliner showed a surprisingly cold expression. But soon, Xie Hanjing lowered his head slightly, and his brows softened. "Also... Junior Master, have you used sleeping incense? This is my first time making incense, and I wonder if it will suit your taste."
Hua Lang thought of the sleeping incense that had been placed on the table and had never been opened, and looked at Xie Hanjing's eyes that seemed to be full of expectation.
I simply lied and said, "I used it, it's OK, do you have anything else to do?"
Hua Lang didn't want to stay here for a moment.
Xie Han was shocked, "Disciple still wants to ask Uncle Master something."
Hua Lang vaguely guessed what he was about to say, and sure enough, Xie Hanjing's next question was, "Will you participate in this year's selection?"
Hua Lang was silent for a long time. Finally, under 001's pressure, he reluctantly blurted out, "...Yes."
These words sounded like a promise to Xie Hanjing. He nodded solemnly. Seeing Hua Lang frequently looking off into the distance, he said, "Junior Master, are you in a hurry to return to the inner sect? Let me see you off."
Hua Lang didn't want to go back, he just wanted to escape from him as soon as possible.
Hua Lang casually pointed to a small path and said, "No, I have something else to do, so I won't go with you." Then he ran away.
Xie Han was left staring at her in shock.
The path was winding, with moss spreading on both sides, and dyed with different shades by the shadows of the trees. The lush shrubs had lost their flowers, attracting a few white butterflies to play with them.
Hua Lang walked hurriedly, as if afraid of being caught up.
Soon, several figures became vaguely visible ahead. They were talking as they walked, and their chatter gradually became clearer.
"The competition in this selection is fierce. I really don't want to participate. It would be too embarrassing to lose to those new disciples."
"Hey, I'm even worse off than you. My aptitude is lower class C. If I still fail the exam this year, I won't even be able to stay in the outer sect."
"Brother Wang, don't be discouraged. At worst, we can go back to the village and farm together. This immortality is not something that ordinary people can cultivate."
Hua Lang stopped and stood in the middle of the road, then realized...
Pan Yu had been dealt with by her ahead of time. If Yan Rong was found to have no qualifications and no one was willing to accept him as a disciple, wouldn't he be expelled from Qinglai according to the sect's rules?!
When he was still in Qinglai, his brother was unwilling to let him go. If Yan Rong was really sent back to the palace...
Even if he was lucky enough to live to the day when his talent was awakened, these experiences would probably lead him directly to the path of evil.
Thinking of this, Hua Lang became even more worried and returned to the house with his head almost buried.
She threw herself on the bed, tossing and turning, not knowing what to do. When she turned sideways, a flash of white suddenly came into her sight.
It was the bottle of perfume pills that she placed on the dressing table.
Hua Lang thought of his conversation with Xie Hanjing, reached out for the porcelain bottle, gently pulled out the cork, hesitated for a moment, then took out the incense pill and pressed it into the sachet.
Hua Lang carefully hung the sachet on the bed curtain and took a deep breath.
The cool and light fragrance of plum blossoms is as cold as snow at first, and as it fades away, it becomes like a thin frost, hovering just around the tip of your nose.
The nerves that had been tense for a day were instantly relaxed. Unexpectedly, the male protagonist was quite talented in making incense.
Hua Lang lay on the bed in her clothes and slowly closed her eyes in the lingering cold fragrance.
The fragrance of plum blossoms permeated her dream, and in a trance she could hear the sound of flipping books. Hua Lang turned her head to touch the bed curtain but found nothing. She opened her eyes and finally realized that something was wrong.
The darkness before my eyes was a uniform, misty dark gray. I couldn't perceive any light, shadow, shape, or other color. But beside my ears, I could clearly hear the subtle crackling sound of burning candle wax...
How come she can't see anything!
"That new guy is a real freak. He never says a word and just stares blankly at a gadget every day."
"Don't say any more. He's a lunatic. He'd do anything to get promoted. For example, even the elders didn't dare to kill those tough guys who had been imprisoned in the Demon Tower for decades. But in order to become our senior brother, he actually emptied the Demon Tower. The ground was covered in blood. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
The voices faded away, and a dazzling yellow light came in. Only then could Hua Lang see her surroundings clearly. She seemed to have become smaller and was lying quietly in the palm of someone's hand. The scene was extremely strange.
The shadow fell, and some hair scratched Hua Lang. Hua Lang felt something was wrong. The next moment, she felt a tear falling on her body. The tear was almost as cold as ice, and it froze her!
Hua Lang woke up.
She reached up to her face, but there was nothing.
After a good night's sleep, her mind should have been much clearer, but everything in the dream made her a little dazed. She lay back on the bed, closed her eyes tightly, and tried to continue the dream.
But as she lay there, not only did she not fall asleep, but she became more awake.
If she insisted on avoiding being accepted as a disciple, with Xie Hanjing's qualifications, she would definitely be accepted as a disciple by someone else. If the eldest senior sister was traveling outside, it would most likely be Ming Jinshu.
If he wanted to complete the task, he could only watch Ming Jinshu die.
And I have the script in my hand, and I also have the opportunity to be resurrected. Regardless of whether Li Yuanxiu goes to Zhongzhou or not, I should be the most suitable person to become Xie Hanjing's master...
What's more, there is the matter of Yan Rong becoming his disciple. If she continues to avoid it, she will probably only miss the main plot and harm Yan Rong.
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Mo Jinghong frowned and asked, "Xiao Qi, do you really want to take the Peak Master Assessment now?"
Hua Lang nodded, "Master, I have made up my mind. It would be best to arrange it today."
Ming Jinshu, standing by, tried to dissuade her, "Junior sister, the Peak Master's assessment is not easy. Your two senior brothers were seriously injured during the assessment and returned with broken arms and legs. I hope you can wait a little longer and consider this matter after your strength stabilizes."
Mo Jinghong also agreed, "Yes, your senior sister is right, this matter is not a joke."
The assessment of the peak masters in Qinglai is conducted in a place called Xujiao, hundreds of miles away. Xujiao is connected to the demon world and contains thousands of peaks, where demons often occupy the peaks as kings.
The content of the assessment is to kill a demon king.
Hua Lang had already learned about the assessment. She said firmly, "Master, I have thought about it many times and I will not regret it."
Upon hearing this, Mo Jinghong looked at Ming Jinshu, and Ming Jinshu shook his head helplessly.
After a brief stalemate, Mo Jinghong finally compromised.
He sighed, stretched out his hand, and spiritual energy floated in the air, gathering above his palm to form an extremely vast "map".
Although this map is small, if you look closely, you can see that it is extremely exquisite with numerous densely packed mountains and cliffs and valleys in between.
Several strands of golden spiritual energy gradually turned red, and several red-dyed mountains became particularly conspicuous on the map.
Hua Lang looked at the red mountain range in the front and asked, "Master, what is this?"
Mo Jinghong said, "This is Fanhong Mountain. Not long ago, a snake demon arrived on this mountain. Although it is only at the upper level of the Earth Rank, it has a strong poison in its body and its moves are quite strange. Its strength should not be underestimated."
Mo Jinghong gestured for Hua Lang to follow him and look at the other mountains further back. "I've handed Fanhong Mountain over to your senior sister. Xiaoqi, you can choose from the ten mountains behind."
"Although the monsters in these mountains are quite powerful, they are not as intelligent as the snake monster. Fighting them should be much easier. For example, the one on this mountain..."
"Master, I want to go to Fanhong Mountain."
Mo Jinghong thought he had misheard, "What?"
Hua Lang pointed to the mountain range in front and repeated, "For the assessment, disciple, choose Fanhong Mountain."
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