Walking out of the little dark room, Shi Liangcai's forehead was beaded with sweat, and the back of his clothes was completely wet.
There was still a trace of fear in his eyes.
"This little dark room has some tricks up its sleeves."
He was not an ordinary person. He could faintly feel that there was a mysterious power hidden in the little dark room. Perhaps it was this that magnified the fear in their hearts. And ordinary people had little contact with the dark side, so their resistance was stronger.
"I see. Is this what your Immortal Sect relies on? Using this special power to filter out our people. Unfortunately, I have already seen through it …"
Even though it was rather difficult, he relied on his tenacious will and spiritual power that exceeded that of ordinary people to walk out of the little dark room steadily.
"And …" Shi Liangcai looked around without batting an eyelid. Even though many people had been eliminated, there were still more than a dozen people with outstanding willpower in Anxia who passed the assessment.
Naturally, their passing rate was much lower than that of ordinary people. However, the reason why the higher-ups sent so many people was not only to compete with the higher-ups of the country, but also to obtain first-hand information about the Immortal Sect. They also wanted to borrow the power of the Immortal Sect to cultivate their own people.
A dozen people was a little less, but … it was enough!
Perhaps, there were even people whose identities he did not know were hidden among them.
As for the other two assessments, aptitude and sincerity, Shi Liangcai was not worried at all.
As for aptitude, these elites were naturally not bad. Their average was far higher than the surrounding ordinary candidates.
Sincerity?
Haha, Shi Liangcai sneered. It was nothing more than judging whether a person was sincere or not through their eyes and expressions. However, they had already received professional training. How could they give themselves away?
It's settled!
The assessment in the little dark room continued. Shanggong Ling took the time to introduce the "history" of the Immortal Sect to everyone.
What ten thousand years of inheritance? What dark side guardian? After experiencing countless glory and ups and downs, it was now the year 9102, and the mountain was once again accepting disciples.
Those who passed the first assessment at the foot of the mountain listened with great interest. These settings, plus a few main characters, were more than enough to write a long book with millions of words — after all, it was ten thousand years of history.
It was hard to say how many people would believe it.
Humans in modern society were not so simple. However, as long as a seed was planted in the heart, it would eventually sprout in the future.
One after another, there were people who had failed the test. Their faces were filled with dejection, but no one cursed. After all, it was their own lack of ability. This was especially so for those who had faces filled with fear. They were too ashamed to stay and could only leave resentfully.
In the eyes of ordinary people, immortal sects were just ordinary sects. They didn't force it too much and didn't know what they were missing out on.
Someone took a photo and was about to post it on WeChat when he realized that there was no signal around.
After sending off batches of eliminated people, there would occasionally be candidates panting as they walked out of the forest … Xiang Jinghong saw this scene and took a deep breath. The fresh air penetrated deep into his heart, and his whole body relaxed a lot.
"The Immortal Sect is truly a treasured land."
As soon as he arrived at the foot of the mountain, Xiang Jinghong found that the air here was fresher and the leaves were verdant. After staying here for a while, his waist no longer ached and he was no longer short of breath.
This was only the foot of the mountain. It was hard to imagine what kind of wondrous scene it would be on the mountain peak that was shrouded in clouds and mist.
Unfortunately, he couldn't go up. Only by becoming a member of the Celestial Sect would he have the right to enter the sect.
Xiang Jinghong was a little envious of those who passed the assessment.
Wait,
It seemed that the Celestial Sect didn't have an age limit for accepting disciples?
He was old now and had plans to retire. If he could live in such a beautiful place like the Celestial Sect, recuperate and play chess, it seemed … not bad?
Xiang Jinghong's heart was stirred.
The only thing he couldn't let go of was his own team — he didn't know what restrictions the Celestial Sect had on its disciples — whether he could pass the assessment was also a problem.
He walked to the front of the mountain gate and secretly asked the leader in charge of registration, the outer sect steward Tang Shiyi.
The high-level puppet Tang Shiyi glanced at him expressionlessly.
Xiang Jinghong felt that behind this gaze, there was an indescribable feeling.
It must be an illusion.
"Our Celestial Sect doesn't restrict the freedom of our disciples. They just have to abide by the rules and be loyal to the sect … Of course, the benefits of staying in the sect are greater."
Xiang Jinghong understood.
After instructing the assistant, he walked into one of the small dark rooms under the surprised gaze of his team members.
The wooden door was shut tightly with a click.
One of the people in Xiang Jinghong's team picked up a clock and started to count the time. He was a little worried — Uncle Xiang wasn't young anymore. It would be terrible if he got scared and got sick.
Five minutes passed. Xiang Jinghong walked out of the small dark room feeling refreshed. He felt that his spirit had been elevated.
Like many people who passed the assessment, their willpower and mental strength had been tempered … On the contrary, the Anxia Kingdom's spies had been tempered a lot and didn't have much effect.
Xiang Jinghong smiled and made an OJBK gesture to his team members. He didn't feel that it was difficult. He really couldn't understand why so many people were eliminated?
It must be because the comfortable life had corroded people's willpower.
He looked at the group of people who were sent away. Most of them were the Anxia Kingdom's spies, but they looked very ordinary. Because of the torture in the small dark room, they looked a little embarrassed …
You young people can't do it!
Not knowing that his colleagues were secretly despised, Shi Liangcai finally waited for the third assessment that he had been waiting for a long time.
— Aptitude test.
The hundred or so people who passed the willpower test lined up in six rows.
The serious-looking young men and women from the Celestial Sect walked forward and put their hands on their shoulders. After a while …
"Pass."
"Eliminated."
"Eliminated."
Even when the cold voice sounded, many people were still in a daze.
Compared to the first and second assessment, this aptitude test was too … easy?!
It took less than ten seconds!
Especially those who were eliminated, they felt even more indignant. They didn't understand how they were lacking!
"I —"
Someone wanted to speak, but the young man who was taking the aptitude test looked over coldly.
His words were instantly choked and he walked to the side, not daring to act rashly.
This assessment ended in a few minutes. As one of the people who passed, Shi Liangcai sneered in his heart.
As expected!
It was just as he had expected!
Previously, their people had a low passing rate. But now, the tables had turned. Ordinary people were eliminated by more than four out of five, while people with special identities like them were eliminated by only three people.
Now, there was only the last assessment left, which was to test sincerity.
Shi Liangcai expressed that he was very calm.
After sending off the irrelevant people who were eliminated, the last assessment of sincerity officially began.
Shi Liangcai was already prepared.
Hold your breath and focus. No matter what methods you use, my gaze will not waver.
Come on!
The outer sect steward, Tang Shiyi, took a few steps forward. His eyes swept across the thirty people in front of him, and his cold voice sounded:
"You, you, you … and you, you are not qualified."
The last person he pointed at was Shi Liangcai, who was well-built.
His expression, changed from being sure of victory, to Wardefark.
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