Cultivation Begins with Skill Points
Chapter 373 - 371: Outer Sect Assessment

Chapter 373: Chapter 371: Outer Sect Assessment

"Meng Junzhe, I didn’t expect to encounter you here. Life is truly full of unexpected meetings! During the examination, try not to wet your pants."

"I think the one wetting their pants will be you! This Holy Land examination is not so easily passed; don’t end up going home in disgrace."

"Liao Bihan, you wretch, why are you here too?"

"Who are you calling a wretch?"

"I’m calling you a wretch... Ah... I’m going to rip your mouth apart."

"Just you? You can’t even win a man against me; you’re just a worthless waste. I genuinely feel sorry for your existence in this world."

...

Zhong Lin stood in a corner watching the scene before him with interest.

As expected, even the so-called Holy Land could not completely shut out the grudges of the secular world, which inevitably spread into the sects.

Zhong Lin could discern that most of the people in front of him were either affluent or noble. Very few, like him, were recommended due to special reasons. Those who came to take the examination had significant backgrounds in the secular dynasties; if not nobles or princely heirs, they were the sons and daughters of powerful generals, and there were quite a few princes and princesses from the Imperial Family too.

Though the nations under the rule of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land had the privilege to directly recommend their children to enter the Inner Sect, it was not without limits. Most still had to take the examination to enter the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land.

"Indeed, there’s strife everywhere! Unfortunately, here, it’s not about eating, drinking, or play, but constant competition, where the strong are revered. There will be much to see in the future."

A glimmer of wisdom flashed in Zhong Lin’s eyes as he observed that, in a short period, the disciples in the square had already started clustering into groups for warmth. Moreover, several had approached him for conversation, with their intentions being quite obvious.

Bang!

Suddenly, the doors of New Liang Academy opened wide, and two tall figures stepped out, both young, but their strength was enough to make Zhong Lin himself shiver.

The young man on the left glanced at the crowd and spoke faintly, "The Outer Sect disciple examination is about to begin, so keep quiet."

The voice wasn’t loud, but it instantly silenced the entire square, with no one daring to speak loudly.

The young man on the right smiled slightly, "Follow me!"

Immediately, everyone followed in single file, and Zhong Lin was no exception, stepping forward with the crowd.

First, they entered a long corridor flanked by rock gardens and lakes. After walking several miles, a vast hall appeared in front of them.

This hall was several thousand steps wide and could accommodate tens of thousands of people, making everyone inside feel particularly small.

What was especially intriguing was a pitch-black door deep in the hall, with a pair of blood-red eyes faintly watching everyone from it.

A fierce, domineering, brutal, and bloody aura permeated the area.

"Demon Beasts."

Zhong Lin’s heart skipped a beat as he instantly recognized this as the content of the examination mentioned by Yu Chi.

Thump thump thump!

At this moment, footsteps echoed from the ground as a middle-aged Martial Artist approached, exuding a powerful Yin Evil aura, distinctly a Yin Yang Realm expert.

This scene made many young disciples who came for the examination change their expressions. A Yin Yang Realm expert would normally be a pillar of a dynasty or capable of founding a sect, but here, they were merely the proctor.

With that, some disciples restrained their arrogance, not daring to be overly respectful.

The proctor walked forward, finally stopping a dozen meters ahead of everyone, sweeping his gaze across them. As his eyes passed, everyone hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

"Since you’re here for the examination, you must know the rules. I will assign you to fight different levels of demon beasts based on your varying strengths. If you defeat them, you can become an Outer Sect disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sacred Land and soar to great heights. Now, report your cultivation level."

At the proctor’s command, other examiners came forward to record everyone’s cultivation level.

The proctor found a seat and began to observe gradually.

"Name, cultivation level?"

"Zhong Lin, early stage Xuandan."

An examiner looked up at Zhong Lin, then made a note in the book he held.

"Go and wait on the far left."

"Understood."

Zhong Lin nodded and obediently headed to the vacant spot on the far left to wait.

Besides Zhong Lin, there were already five people waiting in that area, one of whom was Chu Yu, claiming to be the daughter of the Marquis of Mounting Might from Fuyang Country.

Seeing Zhong Lin, Chu Yu also stepped forward, "I didn’t expect Brother Zhong, a mere loose cultivator, to have already condensed his Xuandan. You must be exceptionally talented."

"Just lucky."

"Princess Chu Yu, you’re already pulling someone in before they’ve even taken the exam. Isn’t that a bit hasty? At least wait until he passes, right?"

This came from a man with eyes radiating cold light, looking at Chu Yu with a frosty gaze.

"Yao Wenhao, if you hold a grudge because I nearly speared you to death on the battlefield back then, just say so, or draw a line and let’s spar again. What kind of a man are you to be so sarcastic here?"

Chu Yu’s expression turned icy, her voice cold.

"You..."

Yao Wenhao’s expression froze, seemingly struck at a sore spot, his face flushed with anger.

"Hmph! Chu Yu, don’t get cocky. Back then, you only defeated me because of your family’s Earth Level Top Grade Martial Arts, the Hundred Birds Court Phoenix Spear. Once I pass the exam and become a disciple of the Holy Land, I’ll have secret techniques to train with, and who knows if you’ll still be able to defeat me."

"Let’s wait and see then! I also want to see if your skills are as impressive as your boasting." Chu Yu mocked.

Yao Wenhao’s face was exceedingly dark. After his taunting words, he not only failed to gain any advantage but was also shamed, leaving him only to depart bitterly, throwing one last threat.

Glancing at Zhong Lin, his eyes carried a warning.

"Goodness, have I become collateral damage?"

Zhong Lin sighed internally, noticing Yao Wenhao’s icy glare directed at him, as a burst of Sword Intent emanated from his eyes.

As a result, Yao Wenhao shot a glance at Zhong Lin, and his eyes bled.

"Sword... Sword Intent."

Yao Wenhao retreated two steps, looking at Zhong Lin in terror, not daring to meet his eyes again.

Chu Yu witnessed the scene, her eyes sparkling as she saw Zhong Lin displaying Sword Intent.

Sword Intent, having comprehended Sword Intent unexpectedly.

Stepping forward, a deep voice suddenly echoed.

"The examination begins, open the gate."

A distant examiner waved his hand, sending a beam of light into the pitch-black door.

Boom!

With a loud crash, a black leopard emerged, landing on the ground with fierce violence, intimidating the entire hall.

"Mystic Leopard, also known as Black Wind Leopard, Spirit Sea Realm strength, known for its speed, with claws like hooks. Lu Zixiang from Wind Flower Country, you go first."

The examiner pointed to a youth among the Spirit Sea Realm group.