bookcurios Chapter 1884
Chapter 1884
"These two... not only are they strong, but they're also so affectionate, it's simply unbearable for anyone else to live with!" Someone clenched their fists, their eyes filled with jealousy;
Some people sighed and shook their heads, then turned and disappeared into the corridor—rather than be stuck here eating dog food, they'd rather hurry up and pass the test.
The man in the green robe watched this scene, shook his head with a smile, and muttered to himself, "Youth is truly wonderful..."
The three people behind him, Void Asking, Gui Jian, and Cang Yue, looked rather grim.
They stood there, their abdominal wounds still throbbing, watching Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian's affectionate display, and couldn't help but mutter to themselves:
"Showing off your love leads to a quick breakup..."
Despite saying that, the helplessness in their eyes was unmistakable—the three of them, their personal disciples, had become nothing more than background figures today.
Just then, the man in the green robe suddenly raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the air.
A flash of blue light appeared, and two boys dressed in blue robes were instantly teleported in front of him—they looked to be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair skin and innocent eyes, clearly not yet having reacted.
After regaining my senses.
"Baiyun and Qingyun greet their Martial Uncle!" The two reacted quickly, bowing respectfully, the three-leaf pattern on their robes swaying gently with their movements.
The man in the green robe nodded and pointed to the three empty corridors not far away—those were specially prepared for the personal disciple assessment, and they were still empty at the moment.
"Shang Yu and Bai Lingfei are going to participate in the personal disciple assessment. You two will be in charge of the assessment. You know the rules, right?"
Baiyun and Qingyun exchanged a glance, their eyes twitching slightly – they had just arrived when they saw the three of them, Xukong Wendao, looking pale and their robes stained with blood, so how could they dare to ask any more questions?
He nodded quickly: "Understood! Only one method is allowed to stop the new junior brother, and his life must not be harmed!"
"Go ahead." The man in the green robe waved his hand.
The two transformed into two streaks of green light and hurriedly entered the void corridor—but their hearts were filled with trepidation: even Senior Brother Void had failed, just how powerful were this year's new disciples?
Chen Xuan held Qiu Zixian in his arms, his gaze sweeping over the two corridors. He glanced indifferently at the backs of Bai Yun and Qing Yun, not paying much attention—these two people's auras were almost the same as those of the Void Dao Seeker. They might be a test for Shang Yu and Bai Lingfei, but they were not worth his attention.
Time passed slowly, the starlight on the mountaintop gradually slanted westward, and the clouds and mist thickened.
The first to emerge from the corridor were several dejected monks.
Their robes were torn, some had blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, their hair was disheveled, and their eyes were full of disappointment—clearly, they had failed to get past the core disciples.
Some people took a few steps, then couldn't help but squat down, hold their heads in their hands, and sigh softly;
Some people gritted their teeth, turned around, and flew away, clearly not wanting to stay there any longer.
Just then, an excited shout suddenly rang out: "I did it! I made it! I'm a core disciple of the Heartless Holy Land!"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man in a yellow robe rush out of the mist in a corridor. His hair was disheveled and his robe was covered in dust, but his mouth was wide open in a grin. He raised his arm high and spoke in a hoarse but excited voice.
After landing, he first bowed to the man in the blue robe, his movements still a little unsteady: "Disciple...disciple greets Elder!"
The man in the green robe simply nodded, his tone calm: "Since you have passed the test, stand aside and wait until the disciple-acceptance ceremony is over, then we will enter the sect together."
The young man in the yellow robe quickly agreed, and then cupped his hands in greeting to the three people in the void—although he had just passed the test, he knew that these three were his personal disciples and dared not be negligent.
The three people asked indifferently, only slightly curving their lips as a response—to them, a disciple who had just passed the core assessment was not worthy of their attention.
The mountain wind continued to blow, and the mist still lingered in the corridor.
Chen Xuan held Qiu Zixian in his arms, his gaze fixed on the corridors through which Yu'er and the others had entered, a hint of anticipation in his eyes—he was waiting for his Daoist partners to emerge with smiles, bearing the identities of core disciples.