Chapter 592: Becoming a Handyman and Being Excluded



Zhang Yuan in the crowd, the excitement and anticipation on his face froze in an instant, turning into deep confusion and disappointment.

"How could...how could there be no talent?"

He couldn't accept this result.

"Why not let the headmaster come over and take a look!"

The grey-robed elder suggested, and immediately took out a sound transmission jade slip from his bosom to send a message to the headmaster.

It only takes a moment.

Buzz

A middle-aged figure came with his hands behind his back, stepping into the air and landing in the center of the square in just a few steps.

The man was wearing a white robe with cloud patterns and had an elegant face. He just stood there quietly, and he became the center of the entire world.

"Meet the Master!"

The gray-robed elder and the black-robed elder hurriedly bowed in greeting, and all the disciples in the square followed suit, their expressions extremely fanatical.

The person who came was Yue Yunxuan, the Yuanying master of Cangyue Sword Sect.

"Get up."

Yue Yunxuan spoke lightly, his eyes immediately falling on Ye Chen, who seemed out of place.

The spiritual consciousness swept across Ye Chen's body like a tide.

After a moment, even his face showed a hint of surprise.

"mortal!"

He is a complete mortal, without a single spiritual root in his body, and even his meridians are more blocked than those of ordinary people.

"May I have your name?"

Yue Yunxuan looked at Ye Chen and asked in a deep voice.

"My name is... Zhang Yi."

Ye Chen replied dully, his eyes empty as if he had no soul.

"Zhang Yi?"

Yue Yunxuan frowned.

"How did you get to this ladder without any talent?"

He looked towards the ladder, his eyes full of confusion.

"I came up step by step."

Ye Chen followed his gaze and answered truthfully without thinking.

Yue Yunxuan: “…”

Yue Yunxuan opened his mouth, but was choked by Ye Chen's honest answer.

He, the head of a sect who had lived for hundreds of years, didn't know what to say at this moment.

Coming up step by step?

Isn't that nonsense! Everyone has come this far step by step!

He took a deep breath and turned to look at the two elders beside him with a questioning look in his eyes.

"Master Master, it is indeed so."

The gray-robed elder immediately stepped forward and nodded respectfully.

"We saw it with our own eyes. This boy climbed the ladder as if it were flat ground. The gravity formation... seemed to have no effect on him at all!"

The black-robed elder also nodded and added.

"The formation is completely ineffective against him!"

Yue Yunxuan raised his eyebrows and his gaze fell on Ye Chen's dull face again, but no matter how he explored, Ye Chen's body was empty.

The meridians are blocked and all spiritual roots are gone.

He is just a mortal, a mortal whose body is even weaker than that of an ordinary mortal!

Yue Yunxuan finally withdrew his gaze.

"Zhang Yi, you don't have the aptitude to cultivate immortality, and you have no chance of becoming an immortal. My Cangyue Sword Sect cannot accept you."

No sect would waste resources to cultivate a mortal with no foundation.

Because, even if you exhaust all your resources, you cannot enable a mortal to embark on the path of cultivation.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen's face showed no change in expression. He just stared blankly at the rolling sea of ​​clouds beyond the mountain top.

"Master!"

Zhang Yuan squeezed out of the crowd again and shouted at Yue Yunxuan with a flushed face.

"Master Master! This is impossible!"

"Brother Zhang Yi can climb the ladder to the top as if it were flat ground! How could he not have immortal fate? Is the test wrong?"

Zhang Yuan was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He pointed in the direction of the ladder and could not believe the result no matter what.

How could someone who can ignore the gravity formation and easily reach the top be a waste!

"I'm not wrong. He really doesn't have the slightest bit of aptitude for cultivating immortality."

Yue Yunxuan's eyes swept over Zhang Yuan and he spoke in a very firm tone.

He is a powerful person in the Nascent Soul stage, how could he make a mistake?

"this……"

Zhang Yuan looked at Ye Chen's bewildered expression and felt very sorry.

Then I remembered that he didn't even know who he was.

"Master!"

Zhang Yuan thought of how Ye Chen didn't even know who he was, and a surge of blood rushed to his heart.

"According to the assessment rules, anyone who can climb the 10,000th step of the Heavenly Ladder can become a menial disciple!"

"Brother Zhang Yi has already reached the top of the 30,000th step and has passed the assessment."

"Please, Master, show some mercy and accept him as an exception!"

Zhang Yuan bowed to Yue Yunxuan from a distance.

"He has lost his memory. If he is driven down the mountain, he may not survive!"

Upon hearing this, Yue Yunxuan frowned slightly.

He glanced at Zhang Yuan, then glanced at Ye Chen who was standing there blankly, and finally nodded.

"Well, the rules must not be broken."

"Since you've reached the top of the Heavenly Ladder, you've passed the test. Then you can stay in the sect as a menial disciple."

Yue Yunxuan turned to look at the two elders in charge of the assessment and spoke lightly.

"Yes, Master!"

The two elders in gray and black robes immediately bowed in response.

For them, having one more errand disciple is no big deal.

Immediately, the two elders arranged Ye Chen to be a menial disciple in the menial yard, responsible for cleaning the sect.

A highly anticipated disciple-recruiting ceremony came to an end.

"Brother Zhang Yi, don't be discouraged"

Zhang Yuan waved his hands vigorously and shouted loudly in the distance.

"I believe their test must have gone wrong. You are definitely not a mortal!"

"As long as you can stay, there will be a chance to succeed."

At the time of parting, Zhang Yuan comforted him from the bottom of his heart.

"Um."

Ye Chen just turned his head and looked at him woodenly, then nodded slightly.

There was no wavering about whether to stay or leave.

Thousands of people passed the first level of the assessment and became menial disciples of the Cangyue Sword Sect.

They were all arranged in a courtyard in the back mountain.

Although menial disciples are the lowest-ranking members of the sect, they are responsible for heavy chores such as cleaning, fetching water, and chopping firewood every day.

However, there are many people who eventually get promoted to outer disciples or even inner disciples through acquired efforts.

Therefore, the eyes of these menial disciples who have just stepped into the immortal gate are still full of longing for the immortal path.

Only Ye Chen is an ordinary person, and they all think that Ye Chen has no possibility of promotion.

They can only wait for death in the menial work yard for the rest of their lives. They all exclude Ye Chen and let him do all the dirty and tiring work.

"Hey! That loser named Zhang Yi! Come over here and clean these toilets!"

"And all this firewood must be chopped today! Otherwise, you won't have anything to eat!"

Ye Chen became a joke in their eyes, a coolie who could be ordered around at will.

Ye Chen raised his head woodenly, without any rebuttal or emotion, he just silently picked up the tools and started working.

Cleaning the toilet, chopping wood, fetching water, cleaning...

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