A storm was brewing on Owlfall Planet. The three Fate Palace powerhouses suddenly announced the establishment of the Insane School and were recruiting disciples. Anyone who passed any of the three tests would be able to join the Insane School. The test was very fair, from the commoners to the nobles. There was no distinction between nobles and nobles.
The commoners who wanted to cultivate were excited. In the past, they wanted to cultivate, but ordinary sects would not accept them. If one wanted to cultivate, they had to first pave the way with money. Without money, it was useless. Now, the Insane Sect was a sect jointly built by the three Fate Palaces. It was bound to be a top fourth-grade sect. Anyone who could join would soar to the sky.
Willpower, talent, and smooth people. Empires, kingdoms, and families were all looking for talents. They offered money and effort, hoping that a disciple of the Insane Sect would appear in their forces.
As long as the commoners reported that they wanted to participate in the Insane Sect's test, the governor's office would pay for their travel and meals. If they passed the test, they should still be grateful. As the saying went, when one person ascended, all the chickens and dogs would follow. The city was glorious.
Geniuses came from all directions. Powerful families even sent thousands of disciples, hoping that one of them could join the Insane Sect.
"Father, I will work hard and join the Insane Sect!" On the bumpy mountain road, a child of six or seven years old said seriously to a middle-aged man.
"Good! As long as you can join the Insane Sect, your ancestors won't have to be hunters in the future. They won't have to struggle! "The middle-aged man was covered in scars. It seemed that he had experienced countless battles and had an unusually strong mind.
There were hundreds of people like this on almost every road. They helped each other and rushed to the capital of the Loulan Empire.
In a small town in Qingzhou, there was an ordinary family of five. They had enough to eat and wear, but they worked hard day and night. The parents were filial to the elders and doted on the younger generation. The children were sensible. They were a harmonious family that everyone in the town envied.
Lin Wutian, 12 years old, was the youngest child in the family. He was almost obsessed with cultivation. Every day, he would practice with the wooden sword he carved. Sometimes, he would stand for a whole day with the wooden sword in his arms. He looked a little silly and was laughed at by his peers in the town. They thought that he was daydreaming about becoming a master who could fly.
At this moment, Lin Wutian stood under an old tree, holding the sword with both hands. He was motionless. His handsome face was full of determination. His black hair swayed in the wind, and his simple hemp clothes fluttered. He looked very lively.
"Lin Wutian, you idiot, you still want to cultivate? Can your lousy sword cut through my fist? " A sturdy young man and seven or eight other children surrounded Lin Wu Tian. They saw Lin Wu Tian holding his sword and repeating the same action.
Although Lin Wutian's face was young and tender, he looked resolute and serious at the moment. He didn't care about what others were saying. He had almost integrated his heart into the wooden sword. Every thrust of his sword could drive the spiritual energy in the air, and even a wisp of sword intent. However, he hadn't opened his Qi Sea, and didn't know how to open it. Therefore, he couldn't discover his own ability.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
Lin Wutian brandished his wooden sword. His movements were as smooth as flowing water. His movements were light and elegant. He looked powerless, but in fact, he was swift and fierce.
"What an idiot. I don't know if he can kill a rabbit with this lousy sword every day."
Lin Xuan and Lin Jiuchao were the leaders of the children in Lin Town. They had nothing to do all day, so they took pleasure in bullying Lin Wutian. However, Lin Wutian didn't want to have a conflict with them. Unless they angered him, he would glare at them with a pair of cold eyes. These people didn't dare to push him too far. Lin Wutian's glare was too scary. It was like a sharp sword that could pierce through people's souls.
"Lin Wutian, if you want to cultivate so much, why don't you participate in the Crazy Sect's disciple assessment? I heard that it's a fourth-ranked sect jointly established by three supreme masters. Moreover, it doesn't require any assessment fees. You can even apply for a travel fee to Lou Lan if you go to the Great Forest City's mayor's office, "a young man in brocade clothes said with disdain.
Lin Wutian's aura changed. He withdrew his sword and turned to look at the young man in brocade clothes. He was Lin Jiuchao, the mayor's son. He was very well-informed.
"Hahaha, you don't really want to go, do you? I'm just teasing you, fool. The assessment of the Crazy Sect is very abnormal. I heard that one in ten thousand geniuses is very lucky. The first assessment is the willpower assessment. I heard that you have to face the coercion of a fourth-ranked Fate Palace demon beast, which can crush a supreme being of the Bitter Sea stage to death. With your strength, you'll probably wet your pants when you see the demon beast, right? "Lin Jiuchao sneered.
"Hehe, I also heard that the second assessment requires talents above fourth-ranked. My god, fourth-ranked means that you're the number one genius of Owlfall Star. How is this an assessment? It's clearly torture." Lin Xuan looked at Lin Wutian with disdain. He felt that Lin Wutian had absolutely no chance.
Lin Wutian clenched his wooden sword, left the crowd, and went straight home.
"Father, I want to participate in the assessment of the Crazy Sect!" Lin Wutian said firmly.
"Nonsense! It's fine if you play with your wooden sword, but now you have to go to a place tens of thousands of miles away to participate in the assessment. What if something happens to you on the way? Besides, you'll be 13 years old soon. It's time to learn how to support your family, get married, and have children. Don't daydream. Cultivation is a fleeting thing. How can ordinary people like us have a chance? "Lin Wutian's father said in a deep voice.
"My ambition is to cultivate. Father, I'm unfilial. When I join the Crazy Sect, I'll come back in brocade clothes. I'm not a rich second generation, but I can be a rich first generation. I'm not a cultivator second generation, but I can be a first-generation cultivator. Who says that ordinary families can't produce supreme cultivators?"
Lin Wutian rushed out of the house with his wooden sword, not giving his father a chance to speak. He rushed out of the town in a few flashes and disappeared at the end of the street.
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There were at least 20 teenagers like Lin Wutian. Some were supported by their parents, some were rebellious and went alone. They either soared to the sky or died miserably on the road. They didn't even reach the place of the assessment.
Lou Aotian came out of seclusion. His breath became terrifying. At first glance, it was as if he could suck away the soul at any time. Even Lou Guyun and the others felt the pressure doubled when they looked at him.
Looking at the countless people coming to the Imperial Square, some of them even set up camp outside the city. Some of them even slept directly on the road. They gritted their teeth and persevered in such a cold weather. Lou Aotian couldn't help but frown.
There were too many people coming in at the same time. There were not enough inns for them to stay in. More than 90% of the people had to bring their own tents to stay outside. Half of them didn't even have a tent. Several of them had already frozen to death.
"Come, pass my order. Take out the military tents reserved by the Empire and ask the Minister of Armaments to send some quilts. Don't let me know that someone has frozen to death in the city!"
Lou Aotian's order was quickly carried out. The Crown Prince's reputation of cherishing talents won the admiration of most people. They were full of reverence for him. In the future, Lou Aotian would also gain the loyalty of these people.
The three experts sat cross-legged on the assessment platform. Emperor Ye sat with his zither while the parrot squatted on Emperor Ye's shoulder. It attracted the attention of the crowd. They didn't know what kind of identity she had to be to be on equal footing with the three supreme experts. Xuanyuan Chenxiao and the others were also respectful to her.
"The first assessment will be personally assessed by the chief female disciple of the Insane Sect, Emperor Ye. Anyone who can withstand ten percent of her attack for half an hour will pass the assessment. If you can't pass the assessment, you can still participate in the second assessment. If you still can't pass the second assessment, the three of us will decide whether you can join the Insane Sect based on the comprehensive assessment."
Lou Guyun slowly stood up. The aura of a supreme expert was full of vicissitudes and decay. The crowd didn't dare to make any noise.
"What? A little girl is going to assess us? She only used ten percent of her power for half an hour. Hahaha, I'm sure I can pass this assessment. "
"It seems that the Insane Sect is not very strict in accepting disciples!"
Everyone nodded one after another, especially some of the hedonistic disciples of the great clans and nobles. They didn't know what was good for them, and they looked at Emperor Ye with a covetous expression. They discovered that her eyes were closed the entire time, and her fair face was sparkling and translucent under the rays of the sun.
"A bunch of idiots. I'll spit fire at you until your face blossoms." The parrot said disdainfully. Those who had such an expression or said such words were basically sentenced to death because they were too stupid. How could a person who could sit side by side with the three supreme experts be simple? Didn't they see Lou Aotian standing obediently at the side?
Xuanyuan Chenxiao looked at the endless heads and turned to Emperor Ye. He asked, "Fairy Emperor Ye, how many people are you going to assess at one time?"
Emperor Ye's Zither Dao Secret Technique was best at dealing with groups. There was no difference between one person and two people. It was best to deal with hundreds of people at the same time without worrying about wasting spiritual power and divine sense. She said softly, "Three hundred people in one assessment unit."
"Now, line up in a square. Three hundred people in a square, one hundred in a horizontal line and thirty in a vertical line. Don't make a ruckus. Otherwise, you'll be expelled from the square and won't be able to join the Insane Sect." Xuanyuan Chenxiao said in a deep voice.
A supreme expert was personally maintaining order. Who would dare to make a move? The disciples of the Imperial Wang Family didn't dare to say much. However, it was easy for them to line up in the first square.
Some of the smarter ones rushed to the second and third groups. They did not understand what Renhuang Ye's test was, so they sent people to test the waters. These people were the smartest and the most cautious.
Xuanyuan Chenxiao and the others saw these smart people and remembered them in their hearts. They had a photographic memory. Later on, they would get a certain number of points in the comprehensive assessment.
Almost all of the people in the first square were from the Prominent Families and the Imperial Families. They looked dignified and confident, which made others envious. However, some people raised the corner of their mouth and showed a disdainful mockery.
"The first square, enter the center of the square and wait for the assessment!"
Emperor Ye stood up and walked to the square with his zither. The colorful glazed princess dress danced in the wind. She looked like a flawless goddess from the Divine Realm. However, her eyes were still closed, which made people feel sorry for her. However, they didn't know that her eyes were the eyes of the Grim Reaper. One look would make the road ahead become the road of reincarnation.
"As long as you can stay awake for the time it takes to burn a stick of incense under my zither music, you'll pass. This is also called the willpower assessment. It's not too difficult, but it's not easy either. I'll only use one-tenth of my strength, so everyone still has a chance."
"Hahaha, we'll soon be fellow disciples of the same sect. Junior Sister, you have to show mercy …" A hedonistic young master who didn't know the difference between life and death said arrogantly. Unfortunately, before he could finish speaking, Emperor Ye's five fingers plucked a zither string. The sound of the zither transformed into a sharp blade that pierced through the void and directly smashed into his chest.
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