"What's wrong with you?" Ning Zhuo asked with a puzzled look, as if he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Zheng Jian laughed dryly: "Little brother Ning Zhuo thinks things are a little too simple."

Zhou Zhu nodded: "That's right."

Ning Xiaohui snorted coldly, "The Lava Fairy Palace was one of the palaces of the Three Sects' masters in the past, it is very important. The Three Sects' masters are powerful masters of the Void Refining Realm, and they left behind a test of inheritance, how could it be easy?"

"Your fighting spirit is commendable, but you are indeed a frog in a well and look down on others."

"Don't say that again."

Ning Zhuo exclaimed, and quickly nodded in agreement: "Oh, oh."

He was always observing people's expressions.

The reason for saying this was to provoke Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu, and take the opportunity to find out the next action plans of the Zhou and Zheng families.

Unexpectedly, this reminder of his would bring back painful memories of the past, dealing a heavy blow to Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu.

Zheng Jian smiled bitterly: "The test from the three masters is too difficult. I'm not afraid of being laughed at by Brother Ning Zhuo. We haven't even made it through the first level."

"Ah?" Ning Zhuo stared, looking quite surprised.

Zheng Jian was the oldest among all the people present. In addition, he was also quite straightforward by nature, so he chose to openly announce his own poor performance without hiding anything.

In fact, Ning Zhuo will definitely enter the Immortal Palace next and will definitely find out, so there is no need to hide it from him.

"What exactly is the first level that can stump Brother Zheng Jian and Brother Zhou Zhu?" Ning Zhu couldn't help but ask.

Ning Xiaohui couldn't help but chuckle, thinking: "Zheng Jian's words are still a bit nice. In fact, they haven't even seen the first level clearly."

She did not enter Asgard, not even once.

On the one hand, she had not been at the peak of the third level for long, and on the other hand, she had always been protected by the talismans and was not affected by soul extraction.

After the Ning family learned the information from the other two families, they were sure that even if Ning Xiaohui entered the palace, she would not be able to play any role, so they simply let her stay in her current state and wait for the opportunity.

It is precisely because of these things that Ning Xiaohui has never tasted failure and has no empathy for Zheng Jian and Zhou Zhu.

Seeing that Ning Zhuo was about to ask a question, Zhou Zeshen clapped his hands and interrupted him: "Everyone, just eating and drinking is a bit boring."

"My Zhou family has recently recruited a mechanical cultivator named Chu Xiyao, who is quite talented."

"Brother Zheng, Chu Xi Yao also came with us to the banquet and is currently waiting in the lobby."

"Why not let her come up and set up a play for everyone to entertain?"

Zheng Jian looked at Zhou Zeshen deeply and nodded: "Since my dear brother Zhou has such a heart, I will welcome you very much. Please invite that great man to come up."

After a moment.

Chu Xi Yao opened the door and walked in, bowing and greeting everyone present.

She was a female cultivator with an above-average appearance and an attractive temperament. Her eyebrows were drooping, her expression was mournful, and her waist was very thin. Her figure was like a willow swaying in the wind, which was very pitiful.

She was clearly in the Foundation Establishment stage, but she acted very humble towards the Qi Refining stage cultivators present.

In the world of cultivation, the strong are respected.

But this situation is not surprising.

On the one hand, the difference in combat power between the Foundation Establishment Stage and the Qi Refining Stage is not particularly large, and can be bridged in many situations.

On the other hand, this is the right way, not the evil way of fighting in the jungle.

A large part of Chu Xi Yao's respect was for the talents of Zheng Jian and others.

As long as a cultivator possesses spiritual roots, he can practice.

In ancient times, people with spiritual roots were very rare, so having spiritual roots alone was noble enough.

With the development of the times, the number of monks increased, and they began to pursue excellent spiritual roots.

Today, the spiritual energy is becoming more and more abundant. For the cultivators, spiritual roots are nothing, and talent is what is worthy of respect.

Chu Xiyao only has immortal roots, but no talent. Given time, her cultivation will be easily surpassed by Zheng Jian and others.

Therefore, the essence of her respect is still to respect the strong.

Only those who are present here will become strong in the future.

This is similar to how some sects obtain excellent talents in cultivation, and are immediately accepted as personal disciples by the sect leaders. Even if they are only in the Qi Refining Stage, they have the status of elders and are treated with courtesy by the sect leaders.

Ning Xiaohui was curious: "I have heard of Senior Chu's reputation. My Ning family also wanted to use a large sum of money to hire you."

"The elder rejected our clan because he didn't like being restricted and liked to be free."

"I am very curious. I wonder why you changed your mind and joined the Zhou family?"

Chu Xiyao sighed: "Isn't it Zhu Xuanji?"

It turns out that Chu Xi Yao is in the foundation-building stage and is good at mechanical engineering. She has reached the standards of the Immortal Palace and can enter the Immortal Palace to compete for the right of inheritance.

She had indeed been to the Fairy Palace, been hurt, and gained benefits.

Zhu Xuanji failed to intercept the black shadow demon cultivator at the Fire Persimmon Festival. Although all the clues in his hands were not completely lost, Zhu Xuanji believed that these might be traps deliberately left for him by the real murderer.

Zhu Xuanji obtained all the records from the four major forces in Huoshi Xiancheng and made a list of suspects.

He started from the first person on the list and checked them one by one.

Li Leifeng was the first person he verified.

Next was Zhao Die, who was beheaded by Zhu Xuanji for resisting.

So, after much deliberation, she chose the Zhou family as her temporary refuge.

Why did she do this? She had two main considerations.

First of all, it definitely couldn't be the City Lord's Mansion. The City Lord's Mansion was under the jurisdiction of the Nandou Dynasty and was originally a subordinate. Chu Xiyao joined in, and there was no reason for her to resist Zhu Xuanji's severe investigation.

Second, the conditions of the three major families were more relaxed and far more attractive than those of the City Lord's Mansion. Even if Zhu Xuanji came to trouble her, the three major families could not resist head-on, but they could still provide some protection. At worst, the three major families could secretly spread the news and let Chu Xiyao escape on her own.

The three major families have taken root in Huoshixian City, and they all attach great importance to maintaining the family reputation.

After comprehensive consideration, Chu Xi Yao chose the Zhou family, the most powerful of the three families.

Ning Zhuo's eyes flickered slightly.

He stood out, participated in the small banquet, and obtained the first valuable information of the night.

"Did the cultivators start to band together because of Zhu Xuanji's actions?"

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"Some cultivators have clean backgrounds and will most likely choose to join the four major forces. But there are definitely some demon cultivators who will not accept joining. They will either flee far away or stick together. There will be almost no fools who continue to act alone."

"Zhu Xuanji checked all the suspicious persons one by one. I wonder if mother is on the list?"

Ning Zhuo felt the pressure again.

Chu Xiyao slapped the storage bag and released a wooden box with a mechanism.

The wooden box was square. After it fell to the ground, it was quickly disassembled and gradually formed into a rectangular maze chessboard.

Ning Zhuo could tell at a glance that this chessboard was a replica of Room No. 2.

Although Zhou Zhu and Zheng Jian were both defeated by the heavy hammer at the door, when they opened the door, they were able to catch a glimpse of the appearance and layout of Room No. 2.

As they die more times, they can also collect some valuable information.

After Chu Xi Yao laid out the maze chessboard, she took out the chess pieces and distributed them to Zheng Jian and others.

The chess piece is also a small mechanism, like a wheel, with spokes and an axle.

"Isn't this a smaller round?" Zheng Jian said after holding the chess piece and observing it for a while.

Chu Xiyao nodded: "Yes, this is one round."

A wheel is a mechanical toy that is often loved by child monks.

The children would put their very pitiful magic power into a wheel and then let it move on its own. The children would compete with each other to see whose wheel rolled the farthest.

The reason why it is called "Yi Lun" is that the monk who invented it was of low strength and basically only managed to win one round in various competitions and contests held by families, sects and countries.

Chu Xi Yao continued: "But the wheel I modified can not only absorb mana, but also store a certain amount of divine thoughts."

"All we need to do is to infuse our magic power and divine thoughts, and place the chess pieces into the maze chessboard to see who can get the farthest in one round."

Zheng Jian was very active. As soon as Chu Xiyao finished speaking, he threw the chess piece in.

His turn moved quickly across the maze chessboard, turning many times in the middle, and finally hit an obstacle and stopped.

"That's interesting." Zheng Jian's eyes sparkled as he concluded, "Both mana and divine consciousness must be sufficient, and they must coordinate with each other, so the calculations for each step must be accurate. Otherwise, once the coordination goes wrong, these tiny errors will quickly accumulate and continue to magnify, affecting and dragging each other down until they are defeated."

Chu Xi Yao smiled gently and immediately complimented Zheng Jian on his sharp eyes and ability to hit the nail on the head.

After Zheng Jian, Zhou Zeshen, Zhou Zhu and Ning Xiaohui threw one after another.

Zhou Zhu walked the shortest distance, and although Zhou Zeshen had a weaker cultivation base, he walked the longest distance.

In Ning Xiaohui's round, her moves were nimble and graceful, and the distance she covered was second only to Zhou Zeshen.

"It's Brother Ning Zhuo's turn now." Zhou Zeshen said with a smile.

For a moment, many eyes were cast on Ning Zhuo.

Zhou Zeshen said it was entertainment, but it was essentially a test. The cultivation world has always valued individual elites.

There is no doubt that after the joint test, if nothing unexpected happens, the next internal competition among the three companies will depend on the people attending the banquet.

The others were all familiar with each other, except Ning Zhuo, who emerged out of nowhere and was the most unfamiliar even though intelligence had been collected about him.

Ning Zhuo seemed unaware of the people's overt and covert gazes. After throwing the chess piece, he followed it closely with a nervous look on his face.

The chess piece kept turning around various obstacles, and its forward speed was not fast at all. It was not as agile as Ning Xiaohui, nor as precise as Zhou Zeshen, but it just came to the front and achieved a record that no one had ever seen before.

"How could this happen?" Zhou Zhu was stunned.

Zheng Jian and Zhou Zeshen both looked at Ning Zhuo.

Even Ning Xiaohui looked surprised and looked at Ning Zhuo again.

Chu Xiyao's eyes sparkled: "It's divine thought."

"This young master of the Ning family has a very strong spiritual power, which is different from that of a Qi-refining cultivator."

"Therefore, directing a round of chess pieces to move forward can last for a longer period of time."

"Plus, the mana consumption is minimized, which maximizes the coordination time of divine thoughts and mana, achieving the best results."

Ning Zhuo touched his head and said, "It seems to be the case. My spiritual power seems to be more abundant than that of my peers."

"Could it be... talent!?" In an instant, the same question flashed through the minds of everyone in the field.

(End of this chapter)