"If you still don't believe it, what are you going to do?" the man in white asked with a sigh, as if helpless.

"I don't know if you want to wait until Senior Brother gets better to confront him, but Senior Brother is the strongest among us. If he wakes up, none of us will be his match."

"There's no need to wait for his injury to heal, just let him wake up." Gao Han said very calmly.

"He's injured so badly, it might be hard for him to wake up for a while, right?" the man in white said again.

Gao Han walked over to the injured man, and a ball of more intense green energy appeared in his palm.

After being sent into the injured man's body, it was visible to the naked eye that his injuries were slowly recovering, especially the wounds on his back and shoulders.

Gao Han raised his eyes and glanced at them, "It won't take long. I believe he will wake up and confront you."

"Do you really want to save a demon?" asked the man in white.

"I would never sentence a person who can't speak to death based on one family's opinion. If he is really a demon, I can save him or kill him with my own hands." Gao Han looked at them indifferently.

The man in white smiled, his aura suddenly changed, and he drew out his sword and said, "You are really smart. Even at this moment, you are still on guard."

"You have no relationship with my eldest brother, so why do you have to get involved in this mess? What good will it do you?"

Gao Han stood up, his back straight as a pine tree. "If what you said is true, then the demons are the enemy of mankind. At this time, the enemy is watching us covetously, but we are fighting among ourselves. Do you think it is appropriate?"

"Internal strife?" The man in white had a strange expression.

"Of course, if the enemy is possessed by a demon, that's another matter." Gao Han raised the injured man's sword and pointed it at them. "If I'm not mistaken, you are the ones possessed by the demon, right?"

"How do you know that?" The man in white did not deny it. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked with a smile.

"Since you said that monks possessed by demons cannot use spiritual power." Gao Han looked at them with a weird look in his eyes.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Or do you think I'm stupid? You actually took the initiative to tell me how to identify the monsters. When you were stopping the monsters around, I didn't see you use any spiritual power. Every move you made was based on hacking and slashing. Look at the sword in your hand. It's broken like this, but you don't feel sorry at all."

Gao Han paused, "You are the first demons I have seen. I didn't expect that all demons are so stupid?"

The white-clothed man twitched his lips. "You were also chopping and slashing. I have reason to suspect that you are also a demon."

Gao Han had an expression that he couldn't bear to look at, "You succeeded in pleasing me."

The corners of the white-clothed man's mouth twitched even more violently. "Forget it, I won't waste my time talking to you. Since you've already seen through me, let's die together with him. Come on, everyone."

Gao Han glanced around with his sharp eyes. It was not difficult to deal with the row of Foundation Establishment cultivators. The difficult part was the man in white standing aside and watching. His cultivation was at the initial stage of Golden Core, and his previous Foundation Establishment Great Perfection was all a fake.

Fortunately, he seemed very confident that his accomplices could kill him, so he did not do it himself.

Gao Han didn't have any treasure on him, only the injured man's sword. It seemed that he could only try his best to save himself.

Part of his mind immediately entered the Yayoi Ring and he quickly found a high-level sword technique.

Learn while dodging their attacks.

Gao Han's steps were like a ghost. Instead of distancing himself from them, he kept getting closer to them.

Several foundation-building monks were unable to use their hands and feet, and almost hurt their own people by mistake. The situation was in chaos, let alone cooperation.

The man in white became more and more impatient as he looked at her. "You're a bunch of rubbish! Get out of my way!"

When several foundation-building monks saw their boss getting angry, they immediately retreated.

Gao Han's mind also withdrew from the Yayoi Ring. He had already finished reading the advanced sword technique, and his mind kept recalling the moves and insights contained therein.

The man in white created an irresistible pressure on him just by the pressure of the golden elixir on his body.

Gao Han suppressed his timidity and practiced advanced sword techniques in his mind.

"Actually, you still have a choice." The man in white was not in a hurry to take action.

"What choice?" Gao Han asked indifferently.

He didn't mind that the other party was willing to help him delay time.

"My target is only him." The man in white glanced at the injured man behind him.

"You want me to leave him and go alone, right?" Gao Han lowered his eyes slightly.

The man in white smiled and said, "I just want to give you a choice. If you don't leave, you will die. If you leave, you may not die."

"I won't leave, so let's fight."

Gao Han took a deep breath, opened his eyes wide, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly. The sword in front of him suddenly burst out with a powerful momentum. The spiritual power condensed on the sword and began to compress into an astonishing aura.

The man in white, who noticed this change, looked serious.

A cultivator in the late foundation-building stage can actually unleash powerful moves comparable to those of a Jindan cultivator.

At the same time, the same thing happened to Zhongli Tingzhou.

The difference is that his opponent is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Faced with the same choice given to him by the other party.

Zhongli Tingzhou's mouth curled up slowly, and he uttered a cold and ruthless sentence, "Do you think I'm stupid? If I run away from such an obvious test, I will definitely fail."

The man opposite him had an unnatural twitch on his face.

Jiao Yongnian and his group, who were also watching this scene somewhere, were also speechless.

"This guy is so interesting. Even if he guessed it, he still knew it in his heart, but he actually said it directly. Tsk, tsk, tsk."

"He's not afraid. We're all watching. Did he hear what he said?"

Jiao Yongnian pondered, "This man is not just smart. He didn't even give the demon a chance to perform, and he directly exposed the other party's trick. I guess he knew."

“But he knew it and still told it out loud. Isn’t he afraid that we will have a bad impression of him? Either he is being too clever or he just doesn’t care.” The white-robed monk laughed.

"I think it's the latter. It's really interesting." Monk Qinglan showed an interested look.

…

When Gao Han returned to the square on the top of the mountain, he found that the wounds on his body had disappeared.

It turned out to be an illusion there.

Some people had already come out from the square, but Zhongli Tingzhou was not there. As for the other people, they were not the Jindan cultivators he thought they were, but some of them were foundation-building cultivators.

Jindan cultivators are very powerful. If they are given the same test, the illusion will only match them with opponents who are stronger.

Just a few seconds after he came out, Zhongli Tingzhou also came out.

"How are you?"

"Nothing happened. I just met a group of monsters with questionable IQ. I beat them so hard that they cried for their parents. In the end, they had to let me pass." With no one else around, Zhongli Tingzhou finally revealed his true face. He wouldn't be happy if he didn't make a joke.

Gao Han did not comment, told him the content of the test he encountered, and asked him what the situation was.

"We are about the same. It's not only a test of strength, but also a test of character, and probably an IQ test as well." Zhongli Tingzhou shrugged.

"What IQ? It's the ability to observe and think." Gao Han rolled his eyes at him.

Zhongli Tingzhou smiled and said nothing more.

Gao Han turned around and found Bi Qingling coming out.

"You came out so early?" Bi Qingling also saw them and looked surprised.

"It's not that early, just now. How do you feel?" Gao Han asked.

Bi Qingling smiled bitterly, "It felt terrible. The last opponent's cultivation was much higher than mine. I thought I was going to be killed, but suddenly I was teleported out."

"Then congratulations, we should pass."

Bi Qingling asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

Gao Han said, "You can tell by looking around. More than 50 people went in before, but only more than 30 people came out now. I guess those who failed were teleported out directly."

Bi Qingling nodded, "I wonder how many more levels there are to come."

"We should know soon." Gao Han actually felt that there might be no more levels later.

The third test has revealed many things.

The subsequent tests should not be necessary unless Zixiao Sect still wants them to fight each other.

However, if the purpose of Zixiao Sect holding the recruitment competition is to absorb more disciples, they should not let them kill each other. There are not many people who reach this stage.

At the last second, when the last person was teleported out.

The elusive cultivator from Zixiao Sect appeared again, and this time, in addition to Senior Brother Yuanran, there was also a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man had higher cultivation and seniority, so Yuan Ran stood beside him respectfully.

"My last name is Jiao, you can call me Uncle Jiao. Let me first congratulate you on passing the last level..."

There was a sudden noise, and those who were originally waiting for the next level all showed surprised expressions.

It turned out to be the last level. Does it mean that they are already disciples of Zixiao Sect, because the middle-aged man has asked them to call him Uncle Jiao, and only disciples of the sect can call him that.

Jiao Yongnian understood everyone's feelings and did not interrupt their whispers.

"Uncle Jiao, I heard that Master Zixiao will choose a disciple from among us. May I ask if the result has come out yet?"

A nobleman dressed in luxurious clothes stood up and asked anxiously.

His words also expressed the thoughts of others.

The square became quiet again. Dozens of eyes fell on Jiao Yongnian, with some expressing nervousness, anxiety, expectation, etc., but there were also a few calm eyes.

Jiao Yongnian's eyes swept across every face. It didn't matter whether they were real or not, nothing could escape his eyes.

"I know you all care a lot, and some of you even come here for Master Zixiao, but we can't guess what the Master thinks."

"You have passed the last test and will become inner disciples of Zixiao Sect. Later, Senior Brother Yuan will explain to you some of the situations after joining Zixiao Sect..."

Jiao Yongnian hadn't finished speaking yet.

From the distant fairyland on the high mountain shrouded in clouds and mist, a terrifying and majestic pressure suddenly came. Wherever it passed, people, ghosts and animals could not raise their heads, and there was horror in their eyes.

In just a moment, the other party quickly restrained their momentum, but everyone could still feel the despair deep in their hearts.

An old man in a gray Taoist robe came walking through the void, standing on top of the clouds, looking down at everyone.