Chapter 57

As Huaxia Jiu witnessed this scene, he couldn't help but feel somewhat puzzled and confused. At thirty meters high, he could naturally fly up with his advanced Wind Walking technique, but after flying up, there was clearly another test, which he couldn't understand given his current level.

Thinking about this, Huaxia Jiu couldn't help but feel a bit regretful for not having thoroughly investigated the selection content beforehand.

Just as Huaxia Jiu's mind was rapidly processing and speculating about the next test, almost everyone suddenly shot up, heading towards the purple spacecraft. This included the more than twenty people who had been kneeling and praying earlier.

Seeing this, Huaxia Jiu was also startled, realizing there was a time limit. Without time to speculate, he unleashed a surge of true essence from his dantian, directing it to his feet to form a powerful thrust. With a whoosh, he flew straight up, maintaining his momentum all the way to the spacecraft.

Before Huaxia Jiu reached the top, more than twenty figures had already flown to a height of twenty meters, only to fall back down with frustrated and helpless roars. However, more than ten people, like Huaxia Jiu, clearly had excellent insight and a deep understanding of the Wind Walking technique. They could finely control the air to form a thrust, allowing them to fly to a height of thirty meters. Even if they hadn't cultivated the Wind Walking technique to the advanced level like Huaxia Jiu, as long as they reached this height, they would enter the next test and could remain suspended in mid-air without effort.

The other sixty or so people used various secret techniques, talismans, puppets, and spirit artifacts to successfully fly to the side of the spacecraft and enter the next test, remaining motionless.

For example, when the woman in the pink dress reached a height of twenty-seven or twenty-eight meters, two pink wings suddenly extended from her sides, allowing her to fly up easily. She was clearly wearing a flying spirit artifact, which is extremely rare. The fact that she could wear a flying spirit artifact indicated that she had an extraordinary background. Even Zhao Jinghong on the spacecraft glanced at her a few times.

At this point, the first round of the test was over. More than seventy people were suspended in mid-air around the spacecraft, their eyes closed, with varying expressions.

The first round seemed to be a test of the Wind Walking technique, but ultimately it was a test of insight. Only those with good insight could cultivate the flying technique to a high level in the Spirit Condensation Realm and fly to a height of thirty meters in one breath.

As for using secret techniques and artifacts for assistance, this was clearly not part of the test. This was obviously a favor to second-rate cultivation forces like the three families and four sects of the Great Wu Empire. After all, for mortals to cultivate, insight and talent are important, but cultivation resources are also crucial. These disciples from cultivation families or sects are all core or direct-lineage disciples of their respective forces. As long as they join the Purple Mist Sect, their forces will provide full support for cultivation resources. This is beneficial to the Purple Mist Sect, so they are naturally happy to see it.

Huaxia Jiu mixed in the crowd and, when he was less than two meters from the spacecraft, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed. He found himself in a hall. Looking around, his expression changed dramatically.

In front of him was a large glass window. Through the glass, he saw skyscrapers, cars, and roads. An airplane roared overhead. It was clearly a modern metropolis on Earth.

"What's going on? I'm actually on Earth. Was I just teleported here by a spatial transmission array?" Huaxia Jiu couldn't help but mutter to himself, his shock overwhelming.

"Mr. Hua! Hello! This is your bank card, with one million spirit stones inside. Please keep it safe. You can withdraw your spirit stones from banks around the world." Just as Huaxia Jiu was speculating, a pleasant female voice came from behind him.

Hearing this, Huaxia Jiu was taken aback and turned around. A woman in her twenties, wearing a black uniform, was holding a bank card and handing it to him.

"Spirit stones! How can it be spirit stones! How can there be spirit stones on Earth? How can the money in the bank turn into spirit stones? I understand—this must be the legendary illusion." Huaxia Jiu's eyes lit up, and he suddenly saw the light.

As soon as Huaxia Jiu finished speaking, the woman in front of him shattered like a mirror. The hall, the street outside, and the entire city instantly turned to ashes.

When he came to his senses, the scene before his eyes changed again, and his body was already on the purple spacecraft.

"Ancestor! It's him! It's him who killed the Young Master." A voice filled with hatred and excitement suddenly sounded from behind him.

But Huaxia Jiu had just escaped the illusion and was still a bit dazed, so he didn't hear the content of the words clearly. Turning around, he was taken aback.

"Hey! Miss Xian'er! What are you doing here!" Huaxia Jiu was a bit confused. The first time he saw this woman, she was a salesperson at the Tianxuan Tower, and the second time, she was a warehouse worker. He didn't expect to see her again on the Purple Mist Sect's spacecraft.

" Fellow Daoist! What did you say just now? I didn't hear it. Were you announcing that I passed the selection test? Hey! This fellow Daoist looks familiar." Without waiting for Xian'er and the others to say anything, Huaxia Jiu looked at the young man on the left, who was slightly behind and had a large head, and said with some confusion.

This person was another follower of Zhao Shiguang. Because he was responsible for guarding outside the room and then fled decisively, Huaxia Jiu had never met him face-to-face, only seeing his back. It was only because Huaxia Jiu had a photographic memory that he could recognize him; otherwise, others might not have noticed.

The middle-aged man in black robes, who had a smile on his face, suddenly had a cold light in his eyes when he heard the young man's words. He was about to say something, but then he heard Huaxia Jiu's words to Xian'er and became somewhat uncertain. He couldn't gauge the relationship between Huaxia Jiu and Xian'er, especially given Huaxia Jiu's handsome appearance and tall figure, which made him think there might be some intimate relationship between them. So he decisively waved to interrupt the young man's attempt to speak again and turned to Xian'er, who was looking at Huaxia Jiu with a complex expression, and said, "Junior Sister Xian'er! Do you know this person?" The middle-aged man in black robes was an inner disciple of the Purple Mist Sect, the patriarch of the Zhao family of the Great Wu Empire, Zhao Jinghong.

Hearing this, Xian'er didn't delay. She looked at Huaxia Jiu thoughtfully and politely said to Zhao Jinghong, "Senior Brother! Not only do I know this person, but I probably can't forget him even if I wanted to."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinghong's expression changed slightly. Xian'er's words confirmed his previous suspicions. Although he noticed that her tone was a bit strange, he was over a hundred years old and knew that romantic relationships were complex, so he didn't think much of it.

Of course, if he had noticed the cold light and chill in Xian'er's eyes, he might have had new thoughts. Xian'er had heard the young man's words but, recalling how Huaxia Jiu had spent hundreds of thousands of spirit stones on medicinal pills last night, assumed that Huaxia Jiu had a complex background. Since Huaxia Jiu was the first to pass the test, she wasn't sure about Zhao Jinghong's true thoughts, so she gave an ambiguous answer.

Huaxia Jiu is about to join the sect, and today, Xiao Jiu finally received the notification of signing with Zongheng A-level. Thank you all for your support of Xiao Jiu. I hope you will continue to support me. I will not let you down. Finally, I shamelessly ask for red votes, collections, and good reviews!

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