Chapter 3

Today's second update is complete, and there will be another chapter in the afternoon!

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Wang Zhuo was also stunned by the scene before him, taking a long time to recover, his arrogance unconsciously收敛了很多。

At this moment, several more sword beams arrived, and after each beam dissipated, Hengyue Sect disciples would appear, with a few teenagers around fifteen or sixteen years old invariably following them.

These people were both male and female, and when they landed, they all stared at the scene before them, their expressions varied.

The Hengyue Sect disciples who brought them here stood scattered not far away, observing and conversing with these teenagers. After waiting for a while, all the recommended teenagers finally gathered. At this point, the middle-aged man in black scanned the crowd, his voice devoid of any emotion, and said, "Among you, only a few will be selected to become disciples of the Hengyue Sect."

The teenagers were startled, and Wang Lin was particularly anxious. He counted and found that there were 48 people in total for the test.

"Cultivating immortality, the most important thing is talent. The first test is to see if you have sufficient spiritual roots. I will call out names, and those called should come to me." The middle-aged man's face was expressionless as he casually pointed to a teenager.

The teenager's legs trembled slightly as he cautiously walked over. The middle-aged man placed his hand on the teenager's head and said indifferently, "Unqualified, stand to the left."

The teenager seemed to lose all his strength, his expression dim, and he walked to the left in a daze, silent and unresponsive.

Another teenager was called, and he approached nervously.

"Unqualified."

"Unqualified."

"Unqualified."

More than ten people in a row were unqualified, and no one had been placed on the right side of the middle-aged man.

Wang Zhuo was called, and he had completely lost his arrogance, his face pale as he walked forward.

The middle-aged man placed his hand on Wang Zhuo's head, and suddenly his face lit up with joy. His tone was gentle as he asked, "What is your name?"

Wang Zhuo hurriedly replied respectfully, "Reporting to the Immortal, this humble one is Wang Zhuo."

The middle-aged man nodded and smiled, "So you are the Wang Zhuo that Uncle Daoxu mentioned. Alright, stand to the right."

Wang Zhuo was overjoyed, and under the envious gazes of everyone, he walked to the right, his arrogance reappearing as he looked down on everyone with an air of superiority.

"Damn, he just got lucky." Wang Hao sneered and whispered to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin was even more nervous, the hopeful gazes of his parents floating before his eyes as he clenched his fists.

"Good, you also stand to the right." The middle-aged man's voice was filled with surprise as he spoke to a girl in front of him.

Not much time passed, and most of the teenagers had been tested, but only two people stood on the right side of the middle-aged man. Next, Wang Hao was called.

Wang Hao ran up to the middle-aged man, and before the test even began, he immediately knelt down and bowed deeply, saying loudly, "May the Immortal enjoy eternal blessings and live as long as the heavens. This humble one is Wang Hao. You must be very tired from testing so many people. Why don't you rest for a while? I'm not in a hurry, it's fine."

The middle-aged man was taken aback and laughed. After testing so many people, all of whom were tense, this was the only teenager who was bold and clever, even flattering him. He placed his hand on Wang Hao's head and shook his head, saying, "Your talent is a bit lacking, no..."

Wang Hao, upon hearing that his talent was lacking, immediately fell into despair. Before the middle-aged man could finish, he quickly took out a jade box from his chest and presented it with both hands, cleverly saying, "Immortal, this is something my father found in the mountains by chance. He tried many times to open it but couldn't. I brought it from home to offer it to you, Immortal."

The middle-aged man laughed and shook his head, about to refuse, but when he glanced at the jade box, his pupils suddenly contracted. He picked it up and examined it carefully, his face lighting up with joy. "Not bad, it's actually a 300-year-old ginseng. From the appearance of this jade box, it seems to have been sealed by a cultivator, no wonder your father couldn't open it." He paused, pondered for a moment, and smiled, "I need a young boy to help with alchemy. I think you are quite clever. Are you willing to be my assistant?"

Wang Hao was immediately overjoyed, the dramatic change in his fortune making him extremely excited. He said loudly, "Willing, Immortal, I am willing."

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile and said, "Being my alchemy assistant won't be a bad deal. You can cultivate the sect's immortal techniques just like the other disciples. Stand to the right."

Wang Hao was elated, running to the right and glaring triumphantly at Wang Zhuo.

All the failures looked at each other with pity, their heads hanging low, and some were already in tears, crying uncontrollably.

The middle-aged man frowned and shouted, "Those who cry will be sent away!"

Several Hengyue Sect disciples immediately stepped forward, grabbed the crying teenagers, and casually stepped on the sword beams, quickly disappearing.

The middle-aged man casually pointed to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a deep breath and walked nervously to the middle-aged man's side. His mind was blank, and he silently prayed, unable to help but recall the hopeful gazes of his parents.

"I must be selected!" Wang Lin thought firmly.

The middle-aged man placed his hand on Wang Lin, and his expressionless face uttered three words that made Wang Lin feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Unqualified!"

Wang Lin didn't know how he made it to the left side of the line. He only felt a thunderous roar in his ears, the three words echoing endlessly.

Not long after, everyone was tested, and only three people stood on the right side. These three people, in the eyes of the failures, were like celestial beings, towering and magnificent.

Wang Zhuo looked at Wang Lin with disdain, his eyes filled with ridicule.

"Cultivating immortality, talent is important, but perseverance is even more crucial. You ordinary-talented teenagers, if you have perseverance, can become registered disciples. The second test is perseverance!" The middle-aged man's face was expressionless, and he continued, "Follow the stairs up to the top. Those who reach the top are qualified. If you haven't completed it by the third day, you fail. Failures will be sent back to their respective families. If you can't continue or encounter danger, shout to give up, and someone will take you away."

After finishing, the middle-aged man smiled at the three on the right and said, "You three will follow me to meet the sect leader. You will be assigned a master. Wang Hao, you don't need to come. Follow me to the alchemy room and familiarize yourself with the operations."

After giving his instructions, the middle-aged man led the three celestial beings up the mountain, disappearing from sight.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, his gaze firm, and without hesitation, he stepped onto the stone stairs to begin the second test, perseverance.

Excluding the three celestial beings and the six teenagers who were sent away for crying, 39 people remained.

Among these 39 people, some were dejected, some were determined, and some were hesitant and afraid. They gradually climbed the stairs, each stepping into a different future.