Chapter 44: Ascension Conference II

Xin Ruyin didn't care what others said and walked forward, "Xing Ruyin, nineteen years old, and at the twelfth level of Qi training."

Another deacon disciple recorded it, and after finishing, he took out a spirit-testing stone from the table and said, "My name is Wang Zhi. Fairy, hold the spirit-testing stone in your hand and use it to activate your magic power."

Xin Ruyin followed the instructions of the registered deacon disciple, held the spirit stone on the table in her palm, and silently circulated the magic power in her body.

Suddenly, a red light appeared on the spirit stone, followed by a blue light, and finally a green light, and there was no response after that.

"Xin Ruyin, you have true spiritual roots of water, wood and fire, and you are qualified." Wang Zhi looked up at the spiritual stone in Xing Ruyin's hand and wrote it down in the book while speaking.

After Xin Ruyin registered, she just watched from the side.

"Next one," Wang Zhi called out after registering the information.

At this time, the hoodlum young man who had just been cut in line by Xin Ruyin also stepped forward and said, "Li Kui, 27 years old, seventh level of Qi training."

Wang Zhi glanced at the young man and "tested his spiritual roots".

The young man noticed that Wang Zhi seemed to dislike him a little, so he didn't say much and directly picked up the spirit stone on the table to test it.

I saw four colors of blue, yellow, red and green light up on the spirit stone one after another.

"Four-attribute pseudo spiritual roots, unqualified, next one," Wang Zhi said after taking a glance.

Suddenly, a scream was heard from the registration office of Yanyue Sect, "Heavenly Spiritual Roots, it's actually Heavenly Spiritual Roots." As if realizing that he had said something wrong, the Yanyue Sect disciple who screamed immediately shut his mouth.

Another disciple of Yanyue Sect was about to go into the attic of Yanyue Sect to report.

Just when he had taken a few steps, a cultivator in the Jindan stage flew out from the attic of one of the seven sects.

The seven people flew towards the registration office of Yanyue Sect one after another. However, because the Jindan Patriarch of Yanyue Sect was relatively close, he was the first to arrive.

The Jindan cultivator of Yanyue Sect was a beautiful woman in her thirties. After arriving at the registration office, she first grabbed the hand of the woman with a natural spiritual root and pulled her behind her. Then she glanced at the Yanyue Sect disciple who screamed, "You will be confined to the sect for two years after returning to the sect."

The disciple who screamed did not dare to refute, but just lowered his head silently, dejected. He thought that he would be rewarded by the sect for discovering a disciple with natural spiritual roots, but after opening his mouth and screaming like that, not only did he not receive any reward, he was punished instead.

At this time, the Jindan masters from the other six sects arrived at the Yanyue Sect's headquarters. As soon as they arrived there, these Jindan ancestors who were usually high and mighty all spoke up and said, "Young lady, how about joining our sect? We will definitely give you the best treatment, and we will also give you a lot of guidance on your way of cultivation, so that you can avoid many detours."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful woman of the Yanyue Sect secretly gritted her teeth, and then angrily said, "Why, our Yanyue Sect cannot protect this disciple? Or do you want to snatch the disciple from me?"

When Yun Hao heard this, he knew that the female cultivator was Yan Ruyan from the Yan family, which was known as the number one family in Yue State!

Then the Jindan cultivators from several sects started arguing with each other, which fully demonstrated how rare it is to find cultivators with good qualifications.

I don’t know how the Jindan masters discussed it, but in the end Yan Ruyan joined the Yanyue Sect. I don’t know how many benefits the beautiful Jindan woman from the Yanyue Sect promised.

Back at Huangfeng Valley, a young man came up to the registration desk. "Zhang Feng, seventeen years old, seventh level of Qi training."

"Test your spiritual roots yourself!" Wang Zhi said to the young man.

The young man also followed the example of Xing Ruyin and the young man and picked up the spirit stone on the table to test it.

Instantly three rays of light lit up on the spirit stone. Wang Zhi saw it and said, "Three spirit roots of gold, earth and water, passed."

"Next person……"

Just like that, after half a day, 965 people came to Huangfeng Valley to register, but only 232 of them were qualified to pass the registration.

This also further proves that most people in the world of immortal cultivation are still people with mediocre qualifications.

"Qualified people wait here, the rest can go," Wang Zhi said loudly.

After saying that, Wang Zhi took the registration list and walked towards the attic hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, Wang Zhi reported to Senior Brother Wang in the hall, "Disciple Wang Zhi greets Senior Brother Wang. There are 925 applicants this time, and 232 have passed." "Well, as usual, start the challenge directly," Senior Brother Wang instructed Wang Zhi.

"I will follow Uncle Wang's instructions. I'll take my leave now." After saying this, Wang Zhi bowed and left.

Wang Zhi came out and came in front of Xing Ruyin and the others, and shouted loudly, "Let's start the ring battle directly. Those who are confident that they have high cultivation can directly defend the ring until there are no challengers left."

At this time, Mo Caihuan in the room also heard the shouting outside and ran out of the room, "Cousin, are we going to have a competition?"

"Well, it's almost done! Where's my aunt?" Yun Hao first replied to Mo Caihuan, and then asked again.

"Mom said she was not interested and asked me to come out and watch it by myself. She would take a rest in the room." Mo Caihuan said, staring at Yun Hao with her eyes shining like little stars.

"Okay, then I'll take you over to take a closer look," Yun Hao said, seeing that she was particularly excited.

"Okay! Okay!" Mo Caihuan hugged Yun Hao's arm excitedly.

So the two of them walked to Xin Ruyin's side.

After arriving beside Xin Ruyin, Yun Hao first sent a message to Xin Ruyin, "Ruyin, when you go up later, use the talismans to protect yourself, and then set up a formation. I think no one here can break your formation except the Jindan Patriarch."

Upon hearing this, Xin Ruyin raised her eyebrows and raised the corners of her mouth. After thinking about it, she felt that this was a good idea. She nodded gently to Yun Hao and said in a voice transmission, "You are so smart. Only you can come up with such a bad idea! Why are you so mean?"

"When you get there later, you'll know whether I'm a bad person or not," Yun Hao said again in a voice transmission, with an evil smile on his face.

Seeing this, Xin Ruyin blushed as if she had thought of something.

After a while, several registered and qualified people jumped onto the stage.

However, most of these people have relatively low cultivation levels and are relatively young.

Those who are relatively mature and prudent almost all have the mentality of letting others go up first to consume their magic power or wait for the simple thing.

The cultivation level of those who came up to challenge later was almost the same as that of the person guarding the arena.

On stage No. 1, there was a 28 or 29-year-old Qigong level 10 cultivator, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest, and a middle-aged man in his 30s with his chest exposed, staring at each other.

Neither of them dared to attack rashly. After a moment's stalemate, the young monk couldn't help himself and took out a primary lower-level fireball talisman from his storage bag and attacked the middle-aged man.

Upon seeing this, the big man pinched his middle fingers and a golden light turned into a golden blade that flew out from his fingertips and instantly collided with the fireball.

With a loud bang, the golden blade and the fireball both disappeared in the air.

"It's actually a gold-attributed technique," the young man muttered to himself, and then he took out a mid-level sword-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag, and with a gesture, he attacked the big man again.

Upon seeing this, the big man quickly rolled over, then took out a flying knife and collided with the young man's flying sword in mid-air, with a clanging sound, and the stalemate lasted for a long time.

Yun Hao immediately lost interest when he saw this and turned his gaze to other arenas. However, Mo Caihuan, a mortal, began to watch with great interest.

Arena No. 8 was relatively lively. Perhaps because both sides were hot-tempered, they became really angry after only a short fight.

I saw that the two people fighting were a young man in a blue robe and a young man in a purple robe, and their cultivation levels were at the tenth and eleventh levels respectively.

At this time, the young man in blue robe was operating a high-level flying needle magic weapon and was attacking the young man in purple robe.

The young man in purple also held a bell and shook it from time to time.

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