In the past two days, the entire Clear Void Dao Pavilion had been in an uproar.
In just a short ten days, Feng Zhuo had miraculously passed the Vice Pavilion Master's selection trial. If he were to exclude the time he spent on the road, he would probably spend less than six hours on the trial.
Whether it was Pavilion Master Wei Xuanji or ordinary disciples, they were all stunned when they heard the news that Feng Zhuo had passed the trial and returned to the sect.
After that, everyone's first reaction was to not believe it. After all, this kind of speed had completely exceeded everyone's imagination.
However, when Wei Xuanji and the other elders inspected the "Tiger King Xue You Zi" that Feng Zhuo had brought back, they had no choice but to believe it. Other pills could be fake, but that "Tiger King Xue You Zi" was definitely not. It was a pill that was specially refined for this selection trial, and there were only ten of them in the world.
After confirming the authenticity of the news, everyone from the Clear Void Dao Pavilion fell into extreme shock.
Such a miraculous speed was definitely unprecedented, and there would be no one else like it in the future.
Countless cultivators were passionately discussing all over the sect's encampment, as well as inside and outside of Shang Qing City. With such a huge advantage, Feng Zhuo was ahead of the other nine people. The result of this selection trial could be said to have been completely determined, and the position of Vice Pavilion Master would undoubtedly belong to Feng Zhuo.
In the past, the time it took for everyone to pass the Vice Pavilion Master's trial wasn't too different. The competition could be said to be extremely intense.
However, this time, it ended not long after it began. There was no suspense in the result, and the other nine people were completely reduced to being Feng Zhuo's foils.
Perhaps it was because of this that when the Palace God returned to the sect encampment, he discovered that every cultivator he met was looking at him with an extremely strange expression.
Sympathy, pity, regret, and even a bit of ridicule.
The originally somewhat absent-minded Palace God finally woke up. His fair and handsome face gradually flushed red, and a sense of shame, anger, and mania emerged from the depths of his heart.
He felt that the other nine people participating in the trial had already become the laughingstock of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion, and he, who had joined the Clear Void Dao Pavilion at the same time as Feng Zhuo, was even more so.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and no longer paid attention to the gazes of the surrounding cultivators.
In just a short moment, the Divine Palace Inheritance had arrived at the Void God Peak and arrived at the Conference Hall at the summit. All the cultivators who successfully passed the trial had to wait in the hall after returning to the sect. Once everyone had returned, the sect master would announce the final result of the selection trial for the Vice Pavilion Master.
The moment he passed through the door of the hall, a figure that was sitting cross-legged like a statue entered his line of sight. It was Feng Zhuo, who had returned to the Clear Void Dao Pavilion two days earlier than him.
The moment he saw Feng Zhuo, his eyes immediately turned bloodshot. He wished that he could rush forward and smash him into smithereens.
However, he could only think about it in his heart.
Although he and Feng Zhuo were the only ones in the hall, if he really showed any signs of attacking Feng Zhuo, Pavilion Master Wei Xuanji or Great Elder Yuan Hua would probably appear before he could even touch the other party with his attack. Moreover, even if they didn't interfere, he probably wouldn't be a match for Feng Zhuo.
Even though his and Feng Zhuo's cultivation had been suppressed to the Inferior Heavenly King Realm, the fact that Feng Zhuo was able to pass the trial so quickly was also a display of strength.
If one wanted to obtain the "Tiger King Xue You Zi" in the trial space, it was not something that could be done by luck alone.
The Divine Palace stared straight at Feng Zhuo with a gloomy expression. He had already sat down cross-legged in front of the phoenix.
He still couldn't understand why Feng Zhuo had passed the trial so quickly. This completely overturned his inherent understanding. Most importantly, before the trial had begun, the Ninth Elder, Gong Tianxun, who was an elder of his clan, had solemnly vowed to him that Feng Zhuo would definitely not be able to return to the sect alive.
Could it be that Gong Tianxun did not make a move?
This was also impossible. Firstly, there was no need for Gong Tianxun to fool him. Secondly, according to what he knew, Gong Tianxun had indeed left the sect, and his destination could be imagined …
However, if Gong Tianxun had already made his move, why was Feng Zhuo still safe and sound?
Feng Zhuo, whose cultivation had been suppressed, was only equivalent to an Inferior Heavenly King. However, Gong Tianxun was an Upper Sky Emperor Stage powerhouse. Compared to Feng Zhuo, his strength could be said to be countless times stronger. If he were to personally make a move, Feng Zhuo should be able to destroy him with a flick of his finger. There would be no hope of him escaping.
But now, not only had Feng Zhuo returned, he had returned to the sect at the fastest speed possible.
One question after another emerged from the depths of his heart. The Divine Palace was puzzled and wished that he could immediately find Gong Tianxun and ask him for an explanation.
However, since he had already returned to the sect's encampment, he did not dare to act rashly. Gong Tianxun's scheme had already seriously violated the sect's rules. Once it was discovered, Gong Tianxun would probably suffer the most severe punishment, and as a descendant of Gong Tianxun, he would definitely be caught in the crossfire.
At this moment, the Divine Palace was a little regretful.
If he had known earlier, he would have contacted Gong Tianxun before entering the sect's encampment. Unfortunately, it was already too late to contact him now. All the movements in the Procedural Hall could not be hidden from Pavilion Master Wei Xuanji. If he were to contact Gong Tianxun now, Wei Xuanji would definitely notice.
I wonder if the Ninth Elder has returned to the sect?
The thoughts of the Divine Palace quickly spun, filled with anxiety and anger. However, Feng Zhuo, who was opposite him, did not seem to notice his existence. He was like a boulder, unmoving from beginning to end.
After an unknown period of time, the sound of light footsteps rang out, waking the Divine Palace from its stupor. In the blink of an eye, it was a middle-aged man wearing a green robe who had entered the palace.
Just like him, the green-robed middle-aged man was also a participant in the Vice Pavilion Master's selection trial. Of course, his status and cultivation were both far higher than his, and he was an elder of the Upper Sky Emperor Stage. It was a pity that his results in this trial weren't that great.
The green-robed middle-aged man clearly knew that he no longer had any hope. His gaze swept across Feng Zhuo and the Divine Palace, and he shook his head with a bitter smile. Then, he casually found a place to sit down in the hall.
After the green-robed middle-aged man, cultivators would enter the Procedural Hall from time to time.
Unknowingly, several days had passed. There were already more than ten figures in the hall. All the cultivators from the Clear Void Dao Pavilion who had participated in the selection trial had already returned.
Since they were all gathered, it meant that the results of the selection trial would be announced very soon.
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