Chapter 69

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"Who will be the first to step forward?"

Yun Lao's indifferent voice echoed in the grand hall, and everyone looked at each other, but no one made a move.

For a moment, the entire grand hall fell silent, except for the imposing aura and glaring golden light emanating from Ye Qianchou, and the milky white stone stele emitting a faint glow.

There was a long silence.

"Is no one brave enough to come forward?" Yun Lao narrowed his eyes, not even glancing at the crowd, and let out a light snort. "If that's the case, then this matter is over!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a clear voice rang out, and everyone was taken aback, looking in the direction of the voice.

It was a young girl, about 13 or 14 years old, with a slight blush on her face. When everyone looked at her, her small face turned completely red.

"I... I'll give it a try," the girl said, lowering her head, seemingly afraid to meet everyone's gaze.

A hint of appreciation flashed in Yun Lao's eyes, and he nodded with a smile. "Come on. Don't be nervous." Then he glanced at the other young men and women, "So many people, and only a little girl dares to step forward. Truly, each generation is worse than the last! Humph!"

Yun Lao's words reached everyone's ears, making them look awkward, especially the officials, whose faces turned black. They looked at their children standing beside them, seemingly thinking of something, and all sighed.

The young men and women, on the other hand, remained silent, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

In their daily lives, these young men and women were all young masters and misses, often acting arrogant and capricious. But standing here now, they had become obedient.

Yun Lao was naturally a deterrent, but more importantly, the supreme ruler of the empire was seated above!

Even if they had a hundred times the courage, they wouldn't dare to act out here.

Of course, among the officials with poor expressions, there was one exception. The father of the girl who had stepped forward was beaming, his mouth stretched from ear to ear.

Hearing Yun Lao's gentle voice, the girl's panic instantly vanished. Seeing the smile on Yun Lao's face, her shyness lessened, and she stepped forward.

"Little girl, what's your name?" A white light flashed in Yun Lao's eyes, and he looked at the girl with a smile.

"Hello, Senior Yun. My name is Murong Kexin. You can call me Xinyin," Murong Kexin said timidly.

"Hmm, a good name!" Yun Lao nodded and said, "Relax, believe in yourself. Go ahead."

Murong Kexin nodded vigorously and walked towards the milky white stone stele, extending her tender little hand. She bit her lip, her eyelashes trembling, as if using all her strength, and pressed it firmly on the stele.

...

"What is this milky white stone stele?" Jiang Han asked softly to Yan Yumo beside him.

"You don't know?" Yan Yumo widened her beautiful eyes, filled with suspicion.

Jiang Han immediately became unhappy. "What kind of look is that? If I don't know, I don't know. Why would I lie to you? Besides, do I look like someone who likes to deceive others?"

"Not really." Yan Yumo stared at Jiang Han and shook her head seriously.

"See, I told you..."

"Not at all, you're a complete liar!" Yan Yumo snorted, "A thorough liar!"

"Things can be eaten randomly, but words can't be spoken randomly! Miss Yan Yumo, one should be honest. I don't steal, I don't rob, and I don't seduce virtuous women. How could I be a liar?" Jiang Han's face was full of indignation, almost writing "You wronged me" on his face.

"Actually..." Yan Yumo stared seriously into Jiang Han's eyes and said slowly, "Things can't be eaten randomly either!"

Jiang Han: "..."

"Don't ramble, don't ramble!" Jiang Han suddenly waved his hands. "You haven't told me yet. What is this stone stele?"

Yan Yumo frowned, thought carefully, and then said seriously, "It's the same as you."

"What?" Jiang Han was stunned, looking at Yan Yumo blankly, not understanding, "What do you mean it's the same as me?"

"It's not a thing," Yan Yumo said righteously.

"..." Jiang Han's forehead veins bulged, and his mouth twitched violently. He glared at Yan Yumo and said in a low voice, "Don't push me!"

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore." Perhaps Jiang Han's "ferocious" expression intimidated Yan Yumo, as she covered her mouth and chuckled softly, then looked at Jiang Han seriously, "Do you really not know what this stone stele is?"

"Of course not!" Jiang Han rolled his eyes, "If I knew, why would I ask you?"

"Asking questions so rudely." Yan Yumo pouted, but she could see that Jiang Han was about to explode, so she didn't say more and directly said, "This stone stele is called a Talent Measuring Spirit Stele, a type of Spirit Stele used to measure a martial artist's talent. As far as I know, Spirit Steles vary in quality, and the one Yun Lao took out should be one of the better ones."

"A type of Spirit Stele?" Jiang Han raised an eyebrow, "Are there many types of Spirit Steles?"

"Of course!" Yan Yumo shrugged, finding Jiang Han's question very silly, "The Talent Measuring Spirit Stele measures talent. Besides that, there are Combat Power Measuring Spirit Steles, Cultivation Measuring Spirit Steles, and so on, each with their own function."

"How do you judge the quality of the talent measured by the Spirit Stele?" Jiang Han asked again.

"I really doubt you're from outside the realm." Yan Yumo looked at Jiang Han strangely, "You don't even know such basic knowledge."

A cold sweat trickled down Jiang Han's forehead. This girl was right; he was indeed from outside the realm, just in a slightly different way.

"Judging is easy. The Talent Measuring Spirit Stele will show lower, middle, or higher quality. Other Spirit Steles, like the Combat Power Measuring Spirit Stele, will show a numerical value. The Cultivation Measuring Spirit Stele is similar." Without further belittling Jiang Han, Yan Yumo directly explained.

"Do you want to go and test yourself?" After saying that, Yan Yumo suddenly added.

"No." Jiang Han shook his head directly. "Just kidding, I already know I have middle-quality talent. If I go and test, won't I make Yun Lao lose face? Most importantly, it would be embarrassing in front of everyone."

"Don't you want to know your talent?" Yan Yumo was curious.

"Cough, cough, I'm afraid that if I test, I might be too outstanding, making those little guys feel inferior. To avoid damaging their confidence, it's better for me to hold back." Jiang Han coughed dryly, with a face full of concern for others.

"Who would believe you." Yan Yumo gave Jiang Han a flirtatious glare and turned to look at the stone stele.

"Believe or not, it's up to you." Jiang Han shrugged, "Anyway, I won't lose anything."

At this moment, a series of exclamations suddenly reached his ears. He looked up in surprise and saw the Talent Measuring Spirit Stele emitting a bright and gentle white light, drawing everyone's attention.

"It's actually..."

"... higher quality talent!"

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