Half an hour later, the ancient bell rang again, and everyone in the Haoqi Pavilion could hear it.
Then, Elder Qinghao's voice rang out: "The first round of assessments for the Haoqi Pavilion has come to an end."
Some were happy while others were sad. Soon, those who were still struggling to climb the ladder to heaven, those who were still running in the illusion, and those who were still lost in the pursuit of knowledge were all sent flying by a force.
"What? The assessment is over? Impossible, impossible."
"I must still be in an illusion; you can't fool me."
"I don't believe it. It's impossible. There must be another way. There definitely will be."
"No, no, no! I don't want to go, I don't want to go, this is the last chance, waaaaah!"
"I have brought shame upon my family. I am sorry."
Soon, all sorts of sounds came from below the ladder. Many people were completely devastated and couldn't believe this cruel reality.
There were also many people who were crying their eyes out. This scene would happen once every three years, so the disciples of Haoqi Pavilion had become accustomed to it.
If they had failed the assessment back then, they would have cried uncontrollably like this, or their resolve might have wavered, making it difficult for them to make any progress in this life.
"You should leave now; you can still catch up with the other sects' recruitment."
Many people left with tears in their eyes, accompanied by their families, while many others were unwilling to leave at all.
This is the closest place to the Righteous Pavilion. They clearly had the opportunity to join the Righteous Pavilion, but now they have nothing left. How can they be content with having nothing left?
"Please, please give me another chance."
"Someone must be framing me. How could I have failed the test?" He simply refused to accept reality.
"Those who fail the assessment must leave this place within one day, otherwise the sect will conduct a unified cleanup."
This is the tragic scene at the bottom of the Heavenly Ladder.
The person on the stone platform knew that he had passed the test, but he did not relax.
This is only the first round of assessment. There will be a second and a third round. Apart from Ye Xiruo, no one can guarantee that they will pass these assessments.
Soon, Elder Qinghao reappeared before them: "First of all, congratulations on passing the first test. Rest here tonight; the test will continue tomorrow. Remember, no fighting."
"Yes, Elder."
The elders in the clouds also returned to their own cave dwellings.
"What's going on? We're staying here tonight, and we don't even have a place to rest."
"Shh, junior sister, keep your voice down, someone will hear you."
"I'm stating the truth, aren't I?"
"Yes, who knows what the sect's intentions are?"
"Never mind, let's go rest." Ye Xiruo took out a divine chariot, enlarged it in the open space, and crawled inside.
When Hua Rong saw the familiar divine carriage, she slapped her forehead. Wasn't this divine carriage hers? In the end, it was given to the Palace Master Jingli, but unexpectedly, it ended up in Xiao Yezi's hands after going around in circles.
"Let's go, Zhiyi. Go inside and take a hot bath, then have a meal and get some rest. We need to be well-rested so we can face the challenges ahead."
Junior Sister was more thoughtful, so Zishu pulled Yingxun inside as well.
The hundreds of people who were still outside in the wind suddenly found themselves in a whole new world, realizing that there was actually such a way to have fun.
After experiencing such an inhumane test today, both my mental and physical strength have been greatly damaged and oppressed. How could I possibly rest properly in this open space?
They are all competitors; you never know when someone might launch a sneak attack and you might not even know how you died.
Now someone has brought out a divine chariot. As long as the protective shield is opened inside the chariot, safety can be guaranteed. Isn't that incredibly clever?
Inspired by Ye Xiruo, hundreds of people brought out their flying spirit ships, divine carriages, crystal palaces, and simulated white cranes. All sorts of strange and wonderful spatial devices appeared, constantly flashing with colorful lights.
That large open space is now almost completely filled.
Didn't your Haoqi Pavilion refuse to provide accommodation and expect us to sleep in the open? We've already come up with a solution; we've brought our own place to stay. Now your Haoqi Pavilion has nothing to say, right?
When this news reached the Haoqi Pavilion, the elders just laughed it off, especially Xue Junhan, who laughed the most heartily.
I knew my little apprentice wasn't one to suffer losses.
The senior students all looked very unhappy. This year's freshmen were too casual. The sect had its reasons for letting them rest in place. Now they had all crawled into the divine carriage. What kind of secret assessment was this? They couldn't see a single hair.
You said, none of these people are qualified, eliminating them all wouldn't be suitable, but keeping them is just too much of an eyesore. It's like swallowing a dead fly, an indescribable feeling of disgust.
Why doesn't Ye Xiruo care about all that?
Hua Rong pulled Qing Zhiyi directly to the luxurious bathhouse at the back for a soak.
Ye Xiruo brewed a pot of top-grade Soul Cleansing Elixir, which he slowly drank with his senior brothers Yingxun and Zishu.
"I suspect that the next assessments for alchemists and martial artists will be conducted separately."
"I guess so, after all, different systems have different focuses of examination."
"I really don't know what Master is trying to do? Wasn't I supposed to be exempt from the test?"
"Once you're in the sect, you're not in control of your own destiny. Little Ye, you should be more understanding of Master Xue."
"Who will have any sympathy for me?"
Ye Xiruo herself felt wronged.
Judging from the current situation, Brother Xiu Qi is doing well, which is why Ye Xiruo is at ease.
Qingzhiyi and Huarong soaked for a long time before coming out, while Ye Xiruo, Zishu, and Yingxun had already finished bathing in their own bathtubs.
"Are either of you injured?"
Qingzhi shook her head. Hua Rong rolled up his sleeve, revealing a long sword wound on his left arm.
"I'm having a bad day. I was ambushed and suffered some minor injuries."
"You're so careless! What else?"
"There's another one on my back."
Ye Xiruo tossed two bottles of medicine to Hua Rong: "One bottle for internal use, one bottle for external application."
"Thank you, Xiao Yezi." After saying that, she pulled Qing Zhiyi to apply the medicine to him.
As for the rest, Zishu, Yingxun, and Yexiruo weren't too nervous about the upcoming assessment. They figured it would be similar to the assessment they had experienced at Youranju before. If it was this level, they could definitely give it their all.
Zishu tore off a chicken leg and started gnawing on it.
If Ye Xiruo picked up a glass of spiritual water and slowly drank it, the atmosphere would be exceptionally beautiful and harmonious.
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