Chapter 58

Not only the candidates, but even the deputy sect leader Yun Yinan and the elders were slightly taken aback.

Who among those who came to participate in the selection would not want to join the Cold Cloud Sect and find a powerful master?

The sect leader of the Cold Cloud Sect was undoubtedly the person they most wanted to become a disciple of.

But Su Han... actually refused!

"Why refuse?"

Ling Qinghai didn't expect Su Han to refuse. He was just asking casually, thinking that Su Han would be more than willing.

"Is it because you think our sect lacks the ability to teach you?" Ling Qinghai asked again.

This was the first time he had been refused when taking on a disciple.

"It's not that you lack the ability to teach me, but..."

Su Han lifted his head and said calmly, "But in this Dragon Martial Continent, no one has the qualifications to teach me!"

"Ridiculous!"

"Arrogant!"

"What a presumptuous young man! You're just at the Dragon Vein Realm, and you dare to speak so arrogantly, not even appreciating the sect leader's kindness?"

The moment Su Han finished speaking, the elders immediately raised their heads, emitting a strong pressure that acted upon Su Han.

If it were anyone else, this pressure would have made it hard for them to breathe, causing them to tremble and kneel.

But Su Han stood straight, his expression unchanged, calmly looking at these people.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at them for not seeing through it!

In his previous life, Su Han was the ruler of the Holy Domain, the Ancient Dragon Emperor. Although he had been reborn and lost his cultivation, he had brought his memories with him. The realms, techniques, and secret arts in his mind... any one of them could make the Dragon Martial Continent tremble. Who could teach him?

If he were willing, even Ling Qinghai would beg to be his disciple!

"Alright."

Ling Qinghai looked at Su Han for a while and then suddenly smiled, "Since you don't want to be my disciple, I won't force you. Let's start the third test."

"Hmph!"

The elders all snorted coldly, clearly thinking Su Han was extremely ungrateful.

Su Han glanced at Ling Qinghai, thinking that the Cold Cloud Sect could be worth cultivating.

Whether it was Ling Qinghai or the deputy sect leader Yun Yinan, Su Han had not shown them any particular respect, but neither of them showed any anger, which made Su Han feel some goodwill towards them.

Moreover, Su Han planned to establish his own sect, and if the Cold Cloud Sect could assist, it would be quite convenient.

"Third test: Dragon Power Test!"

Ping Yuzi had already left, so Yun Yinan took over and naturally presided over the third test.

"You each have only one chance. Burst forth with all your Dragon Power and strike the stone pillar. The screen above will display the number of Dragon Veins you have. The one with the most Dragon Veins will be the winner," Yun Yinan said loudly.

The third test was the most important, but for the candidates, it was now a matter of little importance.

Because they all knew how many Dragon Veins they had opened. They were now just hoping that others would open fewer Dragon Veins than they did, giving them a chance to join the Cold Cloud Sect.

"Third test, begin!"

As Yun Yinan's words fell, someone immediately stepped forward.

"Whoosh!"

This person didn't hold back, bursting forth with all his Dragon Power and striking the stone pillar with a punch.

"Buzz~"

The stone pillar hummed, and the screen above immediately displayed several large characters.

Five Dragon Veins!

"Next."

Yun Yinan shook his head inwardly. Five Dragon Veins, in the Dragon Martial Continent, was really not much, quite common.

Only those who reached seven Dragon Veins or more could be considered to have made some achievements.

Eight Dragon Veins were considered geniuses, nine Dragon Veins were the core disciples that these sects focused on cultivating, and ten Dragon Veins...

That was a world-class genius.

However, the number of Dragon Veins opened also depended on age. Although some people with great willpower could open Dragon Veins even in their seventies or eighties, if someone opened eight or more Dragon Veins in their teens, they truly belonged to the genius category.

For example, Xiao Yuhui.

Imagine opening ten Dragon Veins at twenty and opening ten Dragon Veins at eighty. The same number, but the difference is sixty years.

In those sixty years, one could cultivate to an extremely high realm.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

As one by one struck the stone pillar, the stone pillar hummed, and various numbers of Dragon Veins appeared on the screen above.

Five Dragon Veins.

Five Dragon Veins.

Five Dragon Veins...

Most people had opened five Dragon Veins, which was the basic requirement for participating in the Cold Cloud Sect's test.

"Six Dragon Veins, not bad."

Another person struck the stone pillar, and this time it was six Dragon Veins. Yun Yinan finally showed a smile.

Under normal circumstances, six Dragon Veins wouldn't even catch his eye, but after hundreds of people had all opened five Dragon Veins, his face had almost stiffened.

Now that someone had opened one more, he was naturally a bit pleased.

As time passed, the third test was finally nearing its end.

Only one person had opened eight Dragon Veins, and that was Leng Yihui.

Of course, Hu Zhengyao, Yang Lin, and others had yet to be tested.

In the blink of an eye, only a dozen or so people were left untested.

"These remaining ten are the cream of the crop!"

Yun Yinan smiled slightly, "Hu Zhengyao, you go first. Your father and I are good friends, don't embarrass me."

Hu Zhengyao's face was serious, and he nodded.

"Boom!"

He burst forth with all his power and struck the stone pillar with a punch.

The stone pillar shook, and the screen above displayed four large characters—Nine Dragon Veins!

"Ha ha, not bad."

Yun Yinan laughed, "If you're willing, be my disciple."

"Meeting Master!"

Hu Zhengyao's face immediately showed joy.

In reality, his father and Yun Yinan were just acquaintances, not close friends. Yun Yinan taking him as a disciple was entirely because he saw his potential.

After Yun Yinan, Yang Lin also tested, and it was also nine Dragon Veins.

"I'll take this one!"

An elder immediately stepped forward, clearly very satisfied with Yang Lin.

Yang Lin breathed a sigh of relief. These elders held extremely high status in the Cold Cloud Sect, second only to the sect leader and deputy sect leader. Being an elder's disciple was also very good.

"Meeting Master..."

Yang Lin was about to bow.

With nine Dragon Veins, he could join seventh-rate, sixth-rate, or even higher-level sects.

But doing so would not give him the same treatment as in the Cold Cloud Sect. Moreover, joining the Cold Cloud Sect now, and improving his cultivation in the future, would also allow the Cold Cloud Sect to recommend him to higher-level sects.

Better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix; everyone clearly understood this principle.

"Wait!"

But just as Yang Lin was about to bow, Su Han, who had been standing there, suddenly spoke.

"What is it?"

The elder frowned and looked at Su Han.

Previously, because Su Han had refused the sect leader, these elders had a very poor impression of him.

Yang Lin was also taken aback and looked at Su Han.

"Yang Lin, would you be willing to be my disciple, Su Han?"

In the shocked gaze of everyone, Su Han slowly said these words.