Chapter Three Test

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  Wang Zhuo was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and it wasn't until much later that he came back to himself, his inner pride unknowingly subdued a lot.

  At this time, several long rainbow sword lights arrived, and after each sword light dissipated, a disciple of the Hengyue Sect would appear. Without exception, there were several 15 or 16-year-old boys following them.

  These people, both men and women, stood frozen like Wang Lin and the others, staring blankly at the scene before them with varying expressions on their faces.

  The scattered disciples of the Hengyue Sect who brought everyone here stood not far away, chatting and sizing up these young people. After waiting for a while, all the young people recommended to come here finally arrived, at this time, the middle-aged man in black swept his eyes over the crowd, his voice without any emotion, said: "Among you, only a very few will be selected to become my Hengyue Sect disciples."

  Many young people were shocked and frightened, Wang Lin was even more nervous in his heart. He counted them down, a total of 48 people being tested.

  "Cultivation, first and foremost requires heavenly talent. The first test is to see if your spiritual roots are sufficient. Now, whoever I point to will come before me." The middle-aged man's face was expressionless as he casually pointed at a young boy.

  The young man's legs trembled slightly as he walked over cautiously, the middle-aged man placed his hand on the young man's head and said calmly: "Not qualified, go stand to the left."

  The young man seemed to have lost all his strength at once, his expression dimmed, and he walked to the left with a dazed look in his eyes, silent.

  Then another young man was called up, and he stepped forward nervously.

  "Unqualified."

  "Unqualified."

  "Unqualified."

  More than ten people in a row are all unqualified, and there is no one on the right side of middle-aged people so far.

  Wang Zhuo was pointed out, his face's arrogant air was all gone, his complexion somewhat pale, he walked forward.

  The middle-aged man put his hand on Wang Zhuo's head and suddenly showed a happy expression. He spoke in a warm tone, "What's your name?"

  "Wang Zhuo hastily replied with respect: 'Reporting back to the superior immortal, I am Wang Zhuo.'"

  The middle-aged man nodded and smiled: "So you are Wang Zhuo, the one mentioned by Daoxu Shifu. Alright, stand to the right."

  Wang Zhuo was overjoyed, and under everyone's envious gaze, he walked to the right side, with a proud look in his eyes again, looking at the crowd with disdain, with an air of invincibility.

  "Damn it, he's having a stroke of good luck." Wang Hao said with a curl of his lip to Wang Lin in a low voice.

  Wang Lin's heart grew even more tense, his parents' expectant gazes floating before his eyes, he clenched his fists.

  "Not bad, you also go stand on the right side." A middle-aged man's surprised voice came over, and in front of him was a young girl.

  Not much time had passed and most of the young people had been tested. Only two were left standing on the right side of the middle-aged man. Next, Wang Hao was called out.

  Wang Hao jogged over, stood in front of the middle-aged man, and before the other party could react, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed several times, saying loudly: "Immortal, may your blessings be eternal, may your longevity match that of heaven. I am Wang Hao, you have tested so many people, it must be very tiring for you. Why don't you take a rest? I'm not in a hurry, no rush."

  The middle-aged man was speechless and lost his smile. He had tested so many people, all of whom were tense, but the young man in front of him was exceptionally clever and even patted his horse's buttocks. Pressing on Wang Hao's head, he shook his head and said, "Talent is a bit poor, not..."

  Wang Haoyi heard that his qualifications were not up to par, and his heart immediately sank to the bottom of the valley. Before the other party could finish speaking, he quickly took out a jade box from his bosom, handed it over with both hands, and said cleverly: "Immortal, this was obtained by my father in the mountains by chance, and after trying many times, he couldn't open it. I brought it from home especially to present to you."

  The middle-aged man smiled lightly and shook his head, about to refuse, but after a glance at the jade box, his pupils suddenly contracted, he grabbed it carefully and took a closer look. Suddenly, his face lit up with joy, saying: "Not bad, it's actually a 300-year-old Lingzhi mushroom! Looking at this jade box, it should have been sealed by a cultivator, no wonder your father couldn't open it." He paused for a moment, slightly hesitant, and said with a smile: "I'm short of a small apprentice to refine the elixir. I think you're quite clever, are you willing to be my little apprentice?"

  Wang Hao was immediately overjoyed, and with a fluctuating tone of voice, he exclaimed loudly: "I'm willing to, Immortal Master, I'm willing!"

  The middle-aged man smiled and nodded, saying: "As my medicine boy, I won't treat you unfairly. You can practice the sect's immortal techniques like the other disciples. Stand on the right side."

  Wang Hao was inwardly excited and ran to the right side, proudly staring at Wang Zhuo with a smug expression.

  All the losers had a dejected look on their faces, one by one they hung their heads in despair, and some of them were already crying uncontrollably.

  The middle-aged man frowned and shouted: "Those who cry will be sent away immediately!"

  Several disciples of the Hengyue Sect who were standing nearby immediately walked out, grabbed several crying people, and disappeared quickly with a careless tread on the sword light.

  The middle-aged man pointed casually and pointed at Wang Lin.

  Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked nervously to the middle-aged man's side, his mind a complete blank as he silently prayed in his heart, unable to help but recall the expectant gazes of his parents.

  "I will definitely be chosen!" Wang Lin thought firmly.

  The other party pressed his hand, and with an expressionless face, he spat out three words that made Wang Lin feel like falling into an icy cave.

  "Unqualified!"

  Wang Lin didn't know how he ended up in the left-hand squad, all he felt was a rumbling sound like spring thunder by his ears, echoing back and forth, with only those three words lingering on.

  Before long, everyone had been tested and only three people were left standing on the right side. These three people seemed like sons of heaven in the eyes of those who failed, towering above them.

  Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin with disdain, his eyes full of mockery.

  "Cultivation, innate talent is important, but perseverance is even more crucial. You youngsters with ordinary talents, if you have perseverance, can also become named disciples! This second test is precisely about perseverance!" The middle-aged man's face was expressionless, and after a pause, he continued: "Follow the stairs up from here, those who reach the top will be considered qualified. If by the third day you still haven't completed it, it's considered failure. Those who fail will be sent back to their respective families. If you can't hold on halfway or encounter danger, just shout 'abandon' loudly, and someone will come to take you away."

  After finishing, the middle-aged man smiled and looked at the three people on his right side, saying: "You follow me to see the master, and then arrange for your teacher. Wang Hao, you don't need to go, just follow me to Danfang and get familiar with the operation."

  The middle-aged man finished his instructions and took the three geniuses up the mountain peak, disappearing from sight.

  Wang Lin took a deep breath, his eyes firm and unwavering, as he stepped onto the stone stairs to begin the second test, Perseverance.

  Apart from the three heavenly princes and six young men who were sent away for crying, there are 39 people left.

  Among these 39 people, some were hesitant and disheartened, while others were resolute and determined. Some were also hesitant and fearful, each with their own different future ahead of them as they stepped up the stairs one by one.