"Bloodline? How could you have a bloodline? "
The blue-robed youth cried out in disbelief.
According to the information he received, this Lu Ming didn't have a bloodline?
"Of course I have a bloodline. Otherwise, how could I pass the test of the elders of the Vermillion Bird Courtyard and be recommended to enter the Vermillion Bird Courtyard? Even a pig would understand this logic, but you deliberately made things difficult for me. Tell me, what are your intentions? Are you deliberately suppressing the new disciples? Or are you worse than a pig? "
Lu Ming said word by word. His gaze was like lightning as he stared at the blue-robed youth.
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding new disciples all looked at the blue-robed youth with vigilance.
This made the blue-robed youth so angry that he almost vomited blood. He couldn't answer Lu Ming's two questions.
If he admitted that he was deliberately making things difficult for him, then it would mean that he was deliberately suppressing the new disciples. If this affected the Vermillion Bird Courtyard's recruitment, then he wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
But if he didn't admit it, then he was worse than a pig.
"Lu Ming, you …" The blue-robed youth's face turned red. He held back for a long time, but still couldn't force out a word.
"Get out of my way, you're blocking the way!"
Lu Ming scolded.
The blue-robed youth clenched his teeth and coldly glared at Lu Ming. "Lu Ming, just you wait. I, Ning Feng, am not that easy to play with."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.
Lu Ming smiled and walked into the martial arts field.
The martial arts field was very large, flat and spacious. At this time, there were already one or two hundred people.
Some people gathered in groups of twos and threes to chat, while others sat alone with their eyes closed in meditation.
Lu Ming walked to the side, sat down cross-legged, and quietly waited.
There was a constant stream of people entering the martial arts field.
After a few hours, the sky darkened. At this time, there were nearly a thousand people in the martial arts field. At this time, there was basically no one entering the martial arts field.
Lu Ming couldn't help but sigh at the high standards of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. There were at least fifty thousand people who came to participate in the assessment, but now there were only a thousand people in the Vermillion Bird Courtyard.
As for the other courtyards, even if they had more students, they wouldn't have that many.
It would be considered good if there were five thousand people in total. In other words, only one out of ten people could join the Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
At this moment, a burly man with a full beard walked into the training field.
"Assemble!"
The strong bearded man roared like a mad lion, shaking everyone's ears to the point of buzzing.
More than a thousand people quickly gathered together.
The bearded man stood in front of the crowd, his face expressionless as he roared, "I am Elder Xie Kuang. First of all, welcome to the Vermillion Bird Courtyard. I'm sure all of you already know that you're just odd jobs disciples!"
The crowd couldn't help but clench their fists tightly. They knew that those who had just joined the Mystic Origin Sword Sect were menial disciples.
But the word 'menial' made them feel uncomfortable.
Looking at the crowd's expression, Xie Kuang revealed a satisfied smile and said, "However, you have a chance. Soon, the word 'menial' will be removed. In three days, the new disciples of the Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise Courtyards will hold a trial together. As long as you pass the trial, you'll be promoted to a Bronze rank disciple. Not only will your treatment be greatly improved, you'll also be able to move to the Vermillion Bird Peak to cultivate."
"But those who don't pass will continue to be odd jobs disciples and live in the odd jobs area, struggling bitterly. Are you guys confident?"
"Yes!"
Everyone roared, filled with battle intent and confidence.
These thousand people were all youths under the age of eighteen, full of vigor. Moreover, those who were able to join the Mystic Essence Sword Sect were all geniuses in their respective cities. Naturally, they wouldn't think that they were inferior to others.
"Good, then we'll distribute the living quarters. Go and rest."
Xie Kuang said loudly.
Next, someone came to arrange the living quarters for them.
Of course, they were currently living in the odd jobs disciple area at the foot of the Vermillion Bird Peak. They lived in an ordinary wooden house, one room per person, and it was very small.
After Lu Ming entered his room, he entered the Temple of Paragon and began to cultivate.
In the trial three days later, he had to be promoted to a Bronze rank disciple. That way, he would have better conditions and more time to cultivate.
In the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, regardless of the courtyard, the disciples were divided into odd jobs disciples, Bronze rank disciples, and Silver rank disciples.
Odd jobs disciples were the lowest rank. Just like odd jobs, they had to complete tasks assigned by the sect every day before they had time to cultivate.
Their treatment was also the worst.
Bronze rank disciples were official disciples of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, and their treatment was much better.
Silver-ranked disciples were considered elite disciples. They were the backbone of the sect.
It was said that there was a Gold rank disciple above the Silver rank disciples.
However, Gold rank disciples were above the five courtyards.
Each of them was a peerless genius, and they had entered the core area of the Mystic Essence Sword Sect to cultivate. Their status was high, and they could even stand shoulder to shoulder with the courtyard masters.
However, there were very few Gold rank disciples. There were not many of them in the entire Mystic Essence Sword Sect.
Lu Ming was still far away from becoming a Gold rank disciple. He did not want to think about it. Lu Ming's current goal was to become a Bronze rank disciple first.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
On the morning of the fourth day.
More than a thousand people gathered at the martial arts field again.
Xie Kuang stood at the front, his eyes shining as he scanned the surroundings. He roared, "Alright, three days have passed. The trial has officially begun. This trial will be held in the Secluded Night Mountain Range two hundred miles away from our sect."
"Let me tell you, the Secluded Night Mountain Range is filled with demonic beasts. It's very dangerous, and it's very common to lose your life. If any of you want to withdraw now, you can stand up. I'll immediately handle the procedures for you to withdraw from the sect!"
The crowd was silent, and no one stood up.
The path of martial arts was originally full of thorns and dangers. Since stepping on this path, everyone was mentally prepared.
What's more, withdrawing meant leaving the Mystic Essence Sword Sect. It was not easy for them to join the Mystic Essence Sword Sect, so how could they withdraw just like that?
If they really withdrew, they might become a laughingstock for the rest of their lives.
Xie Kuang looked around and revealed a satisfied smile. "Alright, since no one is withdrawing, follow me to the Secluded Night Mountain Range to gather with the other three courtyards."
With that, Xie Kuang ran out first, and the others followed.
.....
In a courtyard on the Vermilion Bird Peak, two figures sat opposite each other.
One was Ning Feng, and the other was a young man with a smile on his face.
"Ning Feng, how's the arrangement?" The young man with a smile on his face asked.
Ning Feng's face revealed a trace of coldness. "Brother Duanmu, don't worry. This trial will be the death of that brat Lu Ming."
"Mm, that's good. Most of the disciples from the Duanmu Family who are participating in the trial have seen Lu Ming's portrait. As long as they meet Lu Ming in the trial, they will kill him!"
"Ning Feng, Young Master Lin is very concerned about Lu Ming. As long as you do well, you will naturally be rewarded!
The young man from the Duanmu Family laughed.
Ning Feng was overjoyed. He cupped his fists and said, "Then I'll have to ask Brother Duanmu to put in a good word for me in front of Young Master Lin!"
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