"Someone actually broke through the illusion very quickly." The white-robed monk told him his discovery.

The young monk thought that it would soon be similar to the scale in his mind, so he said with a smile: "Really? That should be a good seedling. I just found a few good ones, and they all broke through very quickly."

The monk in white shook his head. "I said it was very fast, less than twenty breaths."

Although he did not count them specifically, the monks could judge without counting.

"Twenty breaths? Uncle Master, are you sure?" The young cultivator was Yuan Ran, his eyes widened in surprise.

The illusion on the ladder is not an ordinary illusion, but it brings out what people desire most, which can also be said to be the demon in the heart.

Since ancient times, inner demons have been the most difficult barrier to break through, unless the person's mind is extremely firm and he has a very clear goal in mind.

For such people, practicing cultivation will surely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Although Yuan Ran asked in a questioning tone, he knew in his heart that his uncle-master could not have made a mistake.

"It's him." The white-robed monk pointed at Gao Han, who was standing at the end of the ladder in the illusion and had already started to climb up.

"His temperament is outstanding, but he doesn't seem to be a prince or noble of a small country." As the registrant, Yuan Ran had already memorized everyone's voice and appearance.

"Let's take another look. Although his character is good, his cultivation is a bit low." The white-robed monk was not obsessed with knowing who he was.

It is indeed a bit low. He looks to be twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but his cultivation is only in the late stage of foundation building. His talent is still a bit lacking.

Yuan Ran also withdrew his gaze.

"Someone has come out of the illusion again." The white-robed monk's gaze fell on Zhongli Tingzhou, but he did not comment further.

His situation was similar to Gao Han's. Although the two cultivators were surprised that they broke out of the illusion earlier than the previous Jindan stage cultivators, this recruitment competition was not just about character.

The higher you go, the more your legs feel like they're filled with lead, and with every step you take, the more lead they're filled with.

Later on, Gao Han had to speed up the circulation of his spiritual power.

Zhongli Tingzhou also caught up soon after.

This time the two walked in parallel, moving up step by step, and when they reached the last ten steps, they finally saw the exit.

Zhongli Tingzhou's situation was not much better than Gao Han's, but fortunately, they both reached the top of the mountain in the end.

Zhongli Tingzhou stood up and glanced at the square on the top of the mountain. There were only a few people in the huge square.

Each of these people is very powerful, and their cultivation is almost above theirs.

As they came up, pairs of scrutinizing eyes swept over them.

Some Jindan stage cultivators discovered that they were only at the foundation-building stage, and they turned their eyes away nonchalantly. To them, only the Jindan stage cultivators could be their opponents.

There are also those who treat them as equally matched opponents from the start, and those who can reach the top of the ladder are not ordinary people.

Gao Han rested for a while and finally caught his breath. The spiritual energy in the square was even richer than that at the foot of the mountain, and it began to automatically nourish his dry meridians.

"Are you okay?" Gao Han asked Zhongli Tingzhou.

The last ten steps took as much time as the hundreds below.

He originally thought that Zhongli Tingzhou would have it easier than him, but later, seeing that he was about the same as himself, he vaguely guessed that the last ten steps might be designed according to each person's cultivation level.

It's not just the pressure coming from all directions, there are also illusion attacks.

Less than ten meters away, they had already cut a bloody path in the illusion. The enemy was still a group of humans, and no one knew what the Zixiao Sect's intentions were.

Zhongli Tingzhou shook his head, "It's just the second level."

After them, more people came up one after another. They saw Bi Qingling, who had just stepped into the last ten steps.

A sword appeared in Bi Qingling's hand, and he was waving it to cut the air.

Just now, they were probably doing the same thing, slashing at the air like fools, even though there was clearly nothing under their feet or in front of them.

Bi Qingling finally arrived at the mountaintop square an hour ago.

There was a person who was only a few seconds away from arriving, so the Yuanran monk came out and announced that the time was up, and all those who failed to make it in time would be eliminated.

The man roared unwillingly, and after a while, his figure was teleported away.

"Congratulations, everyone. The number of people who finally reached the top of the mountain is more than I expected, reaching more than 50. This shows that everyone present is very strong. Let's rest for half an hour and start the third test."

Yuanran faced everyone with a smile.

"It's only half an hour. It's not enough for us to recover all our spiritual power." Someone raised an objection.

"In half an hour, we'll see how much you can recover. Besides, the next test may not be related to spiritual power. Everything is possible. You should think like this." Yuan Ran smiled and left again.

That being said, no fool would really think that the next test has nothing to do with spiritual power.

Those who had objections immediately calmed down and began to sit cross-legged to recover their spiritual strength.

Those who reach the top of the mountain first still have an advantage, but the fastest person took more than half an hour, which is only a difference of one or two quarters of an hour.

The amount of spiritual energy that can be recovered in this short period of time is not much, so no one brought it up.

But even if I mention it, it’s useless because I’m not strong enough.

Everyone has started to race against time to sit down and recover their spiritual energy. Gao Han and Zhongli Tingzhou also found an inconspicuous corner to meditate.

Bi Qingling was not left behind and quickly closed his eyes.

For a moment, the square fell silent.

"Why are you here?" Yuan Ran's uncle Jiao Yongnian suddenly turned around.

"Of course we are here to see how this year's seedlings are. Our uncle-master is planning to accept disciples, so we have to come and take a look no matter what." The green-robed cultivator was named Qinglan, and he came over with fluttering sleeves.

"What about you?" Jiao Yongnian looked at the other white-robed monk who came with them.

The monk in white smiled and said, "I am the same as Qinglan. I don't know who will be lucky enough to be noticed by the great uncle."

Cultivator Qinglan said: "If he becomes the disciple of our great-grandmaster, he will be one generation higher than us."

Jiao Yongnian shook his head helplessly, "You guys just want to see who will be your uncle, right?"

"Don't you want to know?" Brother Qinglan asked disapprovingly.

He just didn't believe that others didn't care. Among them, the youngest was over a hundred years old. It was awkward to suddenly call a young man who was much younger than them "uncle master". But who could have let the uncle master accept a disciple?

Even though those people don't show up now, you never know where they are, they might be hiding in some corner and peeking at you.

Jiao Yongnian coughed and gave him a look that said "nonsense". Of course he wanted to know too.

"Uncle-master, will Grand-Uncle Master really choose one from among the people below?" Yuan Ran expressed doubt.

The original intention of this recruitment competition was to absorb a group of fresh blood into the Zixiao Sect to fill the staff vacancies in recent times.

The news that Grand Master's uncle accepted a disciple was not known until later.

When they found out, they were shocked and full of doubts.

There are many geniuses in Zixiao Sect, and even some extraordinary ones. The Grand Master Uncle wants to accept disciples. There are many talented people in the sect, and they don't understand why the Grand Master Uncle must choose in this recruitment competition.

Yuan Ran initially thought that there might be a genius in this recruitment competition, and his great-grandmaster uncle had predicted this in advance, which was why he had this idea.

But when he saw the people who came to register today, he had to say that he was quite disappointed. There were geniuses, and there were quite a few, but when it came to prodigies, in his opinion, none of them were up to this level.

Jiao Yongnian said: "My great-grandmaster rarely makes requests. This is the only time in thousands of years that he has done so. The possibility is very high."

Cultivator Qinglan also nodded, "If it's not 100%, then it's at least 99%."

Yuan Ran was speechless. What was the difference between the two? It would be better not to say anything.

The thought that there might be another Grand Master who is not as strong as them but is two or three generations older than them makes them feel tired. They must not pick a playboy.

Many of those who came to register this time were princes and crown princes from small countries.

Although there are wild cultivators, most of them have been eliminated and their personalities are difficult to predict. If the Grand Master Uncle did not choose those princes and crown princes, but picked a wild cultivator with a peculiar personality, I feel that the Zixiao Sect will not have peace.

"Uncle masters, what will the third level test be?" Yuan Ran asked hurriedly.

"Strength, character and willpower have all been tested. Next, it's time to test character," said Jiao Yongnian.

In the past, they would definitely focus on testing strength, but this time the matter was of great importance and they could not afford to be careless. No one wanted to find an elder who was wild and unruly, and had questionable character.

Yuanran breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately his uncle and the others were not stupid.

Half an hour later, Yuan Ran appeared in the square on time.

"It seems that everyone has recovered almost completely. Now we will start the third test. Do not resist. There will be a teleportation array that will send you to the designated places one by one."

One by one? That means everyone will be separated in this challenge.

Gao Han and Zhongli Tingzhou looked at each other.

After a while, the number of people in the square began to decrease, until the last one disappeared.

Gao Han landed on the soft green grass.

Not far away, a woman in white had her back to him and a man was lying in front of her, his body covered in blood. She was bandaging the man.

Soon, the woman in white noticed Gao Han's presence and turned around immediately: "Why don't you come over and help?"

Gao Han walked over only after he was sure that she was calling him.

Looking closer, the man lying on the ground was seriously injured. There was a hole in his abdomen and one arm was missing. He was dying and looked like he would die at any time.

Gao Han helped him press the wound on his abdomen to prevent the bleeding from continuing.

"No, if this continues, Brother will die at any time. I know there is a magical herb on the cliff nearby that can bring back the dead. Please help me watch Brother, I will go find him right away, but you have to be careful, there are often monsters here. But you can't move Brother anymore, otherwise his injuries will get worse."

After the woman in white finished speaking, she left in a hurry without waiting for Gao Han's consent.

Although Gao Han didn't know why the other party would ask a stranger like him for help and hand the person over to him, since he showed up, he thought this must be the third level of the test.

Not long after the woman in white left, the roar of a monster was heard nearby.

The smell of blood is too strong, and I guess a monster will be here soon.

Gao Han looked down at the injured man. He couldn't move. He wondered if he could be treated.