Chapter 76: Her feet must smell good too
Under the three great elders are six managing elders who serve as examiners.
Following the elder in charge were the disciples in charge of the Sword Peak, Dan Peak, Beast Taming Peak and other peaks. They were representing each peak to select qualified disciples.
The camera turned, and Ye Xiaoman noticed that Ni Shaorong and several other second-generation rich people had also arrived. They were mixed in with the crowd of disciples in charge.
Ye Xiaoman was not surprised by Ni Shaorong's appearance.
She is here to act out the plot.
In this outer sect assessment, Xiao Chujing will undoubtedly take first place. Even though he is so outstanding, he cannot impress Ni Shaorong. Ni Shaorong will humiliate him in public and then cancel his engagement in a grand manner.
The cannon fodder, including the sect leader and the inner sect elders, will then add fuel to the fire and join in humiliating Xiao Chujing - this is the treatment that the male protagonist deserves.
Then Xiao Chujing would leave Qingzheng Sect in anger and start wandering around the world of immortal cultivation.
Their friendship as senior and junior brothers will also end today.
If it were any other time, Ye Xiaoman would happily squat aside and eat the melon, but today her life was in danger and she really had no mood to participate.
Ni Shaorong was in a daze.
These days, she would occasionally recall the feeling of being beaten by Master Ye.
The feeling of being beaten for the first time was kind of refreshing.
Looking back, it seemed that the shoes Master Ye used when he stepped on her face also smelled fragrant.
I kind of want to go to the store and bully Sang Hua again, and get beaten up by Master Ye’s pink fist again.
"Your Highness." The maid timidly broke her perverted smile.
"What's the matter?" Ni Shaorong asked dissatisfiedly, and at the same time glared back at the few glances that were secretly looking at her.
How can you stinky losers covet this princess?
The maid reminded: "The Wan Tian Sword Sect is here."
Next year will be the six-yearly cultivator competition, and all major sects will send their geniuses to participate. Therefore, in the next few days, sects that are closer to the Qingzheng Sect will make a special trip to watch the selection and assessment.
Just think of it as a way to scout the enemy situation in advance.
Also because they heard that the Holy Son and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would be coming, the people who visited today were the heads of various sects and grand masters.
The leader of the Qingzheng Sect had not arrived yet, so Elder Tang and others were entertaining the other sect leaders.
"uncle."
Ni Shaorong forced his way into the social gathering of the bigwigs and greeted the leader of the Wantian Sword Sect warmly.
"It's Shao Rong, have you made any progress in your cultivation recently?"
The Wan Tian Sword Sect's head exchanged a few pleasantries with Ni Shaorong and continued to solicit information from Elder Tang. "You must have cultivated quite a few promising talents in recent years, right?"
Elder Tang waved modestly, and the chief elder of the outer sect stepped forward and introduced him to Xiao Chujing, the eldest senior brother and sister, and other outstanding disciples with a smile.
When Ye Xiaoman was introduced, Ni Shaorong suddenly interrupted, "I've had some contact with this person, but I don't think she's qualified to be among the geniuses."
Elder Tang frowned, thinking that family disgrace should not be made public, and Ni Shaorong really did not know the situation.
He winked and asked the people around him to take her away.
Ni Shaorong, however, seized the opportunity and, with the attitude of a naive youngster and the tone of chatting with her uncle, described the gossip she had collected about Ye Xiaoman with exaggerated details.
These charges include harassing male monks and stealing property from fellow disciples.
The people brought by Ni Shaorong also echoed this, creating an atmosphere that Ye Xiaoman was indeed notorious.
In addition to cultivation, famous and upright sects also require their disciples to have good morals. Ye Xiaoman's behavior can be considered as misconduct.
The outer sect elder wiped the sweat from his forehead nervously and didn't dare to speak.
Elder Ma came out to smooth things over:
"Haha, when selecting disciples for the Qingzheng Sect, we always prioritize morality over cultivation. If someone is truly a thief, even if they are lucky enough to get a recommendation, they won't make it past the final screening."
Elder Ma is one of the three great elders, in charge of the overall affairs of disciple selection. Even Elder Tang cannot interfere with his work.
Once he said this, he basically sentenced Ye Xiaoman to death.
Those examiners who wanted to save face for Xiao Chujing could only shake their heads and regretfully remove Ye Xiaoman from the admission list.
With so many sect leaders present, Ni Shaorong's bad words basically cut off Ye Xiaoman's path to joining other major sects.
This was just a small episode, and it was soon brushed aside by other topics on the scene, like a small splash under the waves, not worth mentioning.
No one cares about the life or death of a young outer disciple.
Ni Shaorong achieved her purpose of revenge and left triumphantly.
Ye Xiaoman knew nothing about this.
She was busy communicating with her online supervisor.
Online: [I have arranged 200 experts to infiltrate the Qingzheng Sect. ]
Ye Xiaoman ate a whale and looked around at everyone she could see. Everyone looked so decent that she couldn't tell who was a demon.
The online person is inhumane: [If the Son of God gets the Demon God's legacy today, all of you will die.]
Ye Xiaoman was numb: [I heard it, I heard it with both ears.]
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, the big shots were toasting each other in the stands, and the outer disciples lined up below were sweating profusely.
To ensure fairness in the selection process, all the high-level magic weapons that could be used to cheat were taken away. Even Ye Xiaoman's hairpin, which she used to cool off, was gone.
Xiao Chujing raised his sleeves to shield Ye Xiaoman from the sun.
Others saved their magic power for the test, but he didn't. He drew a summer cooling magic circle on the ground, letting a cool breeze surround Ye Xiaoman.
The annoying Sikong Qing was finally gone, and he enjoyed spending time alone with Ye Xiaoman.
The Holy Son and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Great Dynasty finally arrived at the scene.
The leader of the Qing Zhengzong sect and a group of leaders personally welcomed him, and the scene was grand.
A group of arrogant bigwigs in the stands all wore expressions of fear and reverence and bowed deeply.
Ye Xiaoman deeply felt the reality of the strict hierarchy in the world of cultivation.
Even though she knew that it was Ji Weiming who was playing the Crown Prince on the stage, she still had the thought that if Ji Wenyi were there, it would be easy for him to take her life.
There are wolves in front and tigers behind, this life is more bitter than bitter gourd.
The procession of the Holy Son and the royal family was magnificent, with heavenly music floating in the air and flags fluttering.
It took 20 minutes to pass through the procession of ceremonial officers carrying flags and clearing the way, the troupe of musicians playing music at the back, the troupe of flying dragons carrying chariots in the sky in the middle, and the guards riding flying black horses.
Various flying magic weapons are made of shining gold, white jade, and rare gems. Just a small piece of it can make Ye Xiaoman rich for the rest of her life.
Ye Xiaoman had not read much and could not describe the spectacular scene before her. She used exclamations like "fuck" and "awesome" to express her inner shock throughout the whole process.
She took the time to glance at Xiao Chujing next door.
Amid the cheers that filled the mountains and valleys, Xiao Chujing looked up and stared closely at the convoy above his head.
There is desire, disdain, and ambition brimming in his eyes.
Then, he tossed his high ponytail unruly, with a shallow dimple on his face, and said to her in a nonchalant tone, his face backlit, his eyes sparkling, and he pointed at the dragon carriage above his head with high spirits,
"Junior sister, that car is quite beautiful. I will get you one in the future."
My goodness, that’s a carriage specially made for the emperor.
In this world, only the great dynasty in the north can barely gather nine dragons to pull the carriage.
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