Guan Muxi couldn't help but cover his ears, frowned, and cursed the sudden voice in his heart.
But it was only for a moment.
Guan Lei's heart was broken when he saw his beloved daughter crying.
He immediately placed his hands on her shoulders and channeled his spiritual power into her body.
Soon, Guan Muxi's body was covered by a layer of faint spiritual power, as if she was wearing a transparent armor.
This layer of spiritual power relieved her pain a lot.
In this world, spiritual power is a symbol of strength.
Possessing powerful spiritual power means having a higher status and more power.
Guan Muxi looked at her father with gratitude, tears in her eyes. In her heart, Guan Lei became great again.
However, in comparison, Guan Mu and Guan Lin were not so lucky.
Their bodies are not protected at all and they can only face the pain that strikes their hearts alone.
But the person in the sky kept talking.
The two people rolled on the ground in pain, screaming miserably.
"Mom~save me~"
Their ears are going to explode!
Mei: Don’t say that, I’m just an ordinary woman.
The leader of the Beast Taming Sect, Long Aotian, looked at the people below who were crying with their heads in their hands.
A sneer appeared on his lips.
These ants are so stupid!
However, when he scanned the crowd, he spotted a few distinctive figures.
They stood there calmly, seemingly unconcerned about everything around them.
However, Long Aotian did not take them seriously.
Every year, people in the middle world would leave some magic weapons to their descendants to protect them.
These people may be able to remain so calm because of those magic weapons.
Long Aotian doesn't care about these magical weapons because they are nothing to him.
He wanted to let these people know that only with truly powerful strength can one gain a foothold in this world.
Thinking of this, Long Aotian decided to temporarily restrain his pressure.
He slowly withdrew some of his spiritual power and focused it on the sound.
As he finished speaking, the people below finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The body that was originally under so much pressure that it could not breathe gradually returned to normal.
"Welcome to the talents from the lower realm. I am Long Aotian, the leader of the Beast Taming Sect in the Middle Realm. I will be the host of this talent selection from the lower realm."
As a clear voice rang out, everyone raised their heads and their eyes focused on the middle-aged man standing on the platform.
He has an upright posture and a powerful aura. He wears a gorgeous black robe embroidered with mysterious runes and patterns, giving people a majestic and mysterious feeling.
"Wow, that's the leader of the Beast Taming Sect? He's too powerful." Someone exclaimed.
There was reverence in their eyes, and they were full of admiration for this powerful sect leader.
"Everyone, there are tents of various sects not far from you. Please enter the tent of your choice in an orderly manner to take the sect test."
Long Aotian continued speaking, his voice resounding like a huge bell throughout the square.
Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw that there were exquisite tents built around the square. In front of each tent was a sect's flag, fluttering in the wind.
These tents represent different sects, each with its own unique cultivation methods and heritage.
"Those who pass can join the sect!" As soon as Long Aotian finished speaking, the scene suddenly became lively.
People were talking excitedly, their faces filled with anticipation.
They knew that this was a rare opportunity. If they could pass the sect test, it would mean that they would embark on a higher level of cultivation and gain a broader space for development.
"I'm going to the Beast Taming Sect!"
"What's the Beast Taming Sect? I want to go to the Poison Sect!"
"Tsk, you short-sighted fellows, I'm going to the Sword Sect! That's the real big sect!"
......
Everyone was talking at once, and then rushed towards the sect they liked.
Just then, a boy who ran faster tried to cut in line, with a smug smile on his face, thinking he could get the front position.
However, before he could be happy for long, he was slapped away by a middle-aged man from the middle world with spiritual power.
The young man screamed, flew a long distance, and fell heavily to the ground, causing a burst of laughter from the people around him.
"Hmph, you want to cut in line? Ask my slap first if it agrees!" The middle-aged man said coldly, with a hint of majesty in his eyes.
Seeing this, the others who had originally planned to follow suit gave up the idea and lined up obediently.
Thus, the originally chaotic scene gradually became orderly. Everyone entered the tent in order of arrival to undergo the assessment and selection of each sect.
Guan Muxi looked in the direction of the five major sects, and the people queuing up stretched as far as the eye could see.
Looking at other sects, there were only scattered people queuing up.
Some sects even recruit students.
There is no way. If a small sect does not actively recruit students, few students will take the initiative to go there.
Guan Muxi looked at his family again.
Should she still go to the Beast Taming Sect in this life?
In her previous life, after she entered the Beast Taming Sect, she was neglected and looked down upon by her fellow disciples due to her low strength.
Not only that, even her two younger brothers were implicated and suffered bullying from others.
Most of the blame for all of this lies with the eldest prince, Mo Yufan, who has now become the direct disciple of the Beastmaster Sect's elder, Changsun Yingyue.
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