AWB Chapter 7 Supreme Forgetfulness
Chapter 7 Supreme Forgetfulness
"Damn it! Those two guys!"
Seeing Xu Nian with his arm around that vixen's shoulder, Shangguan Ling was furious.
He gritted his teeth.
I wish I could devour that little vixen right now!
Damn guy!
She's prettier than most girls!
Damn it!
After returning last time, Shangguan Ling asked her senior sister to investigate Wu Qinghuan's background.
It was discovered that he was only rescued with Xu Nian.
At that time, the two were in the same village, where demons were rampant.
When the elders of the sect who were traveling down the mountain witnessed this, they intervened, slaying the demon and rescuing the two.
Xu Nian and Wu Qinghuan are both very talented in cultivation.
Unlike the other menial disciples, they had long been valued by the elders.
Qingyue Zhenren took a liking to Xu Nian.
The head of Tianji Hall, however, had his eye on Wu Qinghuan.
"Once we get there, one of you will go up the mountain and the other will go to the Heavenly Mystery Hall. We'll separate then, and see how you two can still be so affectionate!"
Shangguan Ling snorted coldly.
The immortal swords whistled past, and as they approached the main peak, more and more immortal swords appeared around them.
Those were disciples who had already joined the sect.
Over the past ten years, some of the former menial disciples have gradually been promoted to inner disciples.
He was also one of the disciples who participated in this selection.
A large and impressive procession, numbering over a thousand people.
The immortal sword slowly landed on the main peak's summit plaza.
Most of the disciples were visiting this place for the first time.
Looking around with curiosity and anticipation, he gazed at his surroundings.
Everyone who comes here dreams of becoming a disciple of the Immortal Venerable, cultivating extraordinary skills, and achieving great success.
"So this is the main peak of the Sword Sect! This plaza is huge! It's bigger than our village!"
"You bumpkin! Look at your ignorant face! I'll throw you down the mountain later!"
"If I could be chosen by the elders and taken as their disciple, I would gladly accept any amount of pills and magical treasures!"
The surrounding area was filled with discussions.
The young disciple could hardly control his emotions.
Everyone is excited.
The thin boy, dressed in a gray robe, had no expression.
His cheeks were still a little red.
He leaned against another handsome young man.
"Are you nervous?"
Hearing his senior brother's concerned inquiry, Wu Qinghuan thought for a moment and nodded.
"Ah."
"It's alright, don't worry, you and your senior brother will both be selected."
"Ah."
"Then we'll still be fellow disciples, haha."
"Ah."
Xu Nian frowned and tapped her junior brother's forehead.
"Are you stupid? You only know this one word?"
"Hmm." Wu Qinghuan nodded, then quickly shook her head. "Hmph."
Okay, now I know the second word.
After an incense stick had burned, the servant disciples and inner disciples arrived one after another.
The square became increasingly crowded.
On the high platform, a man dressed in a green robe slowly walked out.
"quiet!"
The sound was like thunder; the square fell silent instantly.
"Today is the Sword Sect's enrollment ceremony!"
"You all need to come up on stage for testing and be evaluated based on your qualifications."
"Those who meet the qualifications can join the Sword Sect."
"If you don't meet the requirements, you will fail the assessment."
The man didn't explain much.
After saying this.
An inner disciple brought out a magical artifact for testing qualifications.
More than a dozen ritual implements were placed at the front.
The disciples in the square were lined up in more than a dozen rows.
They were queuing up for the assessment.
"Is this how you assess someone's aptitude? We just put our hands on the magical artifact and that's it? What's the principle behind this? Is it reliable?"
"They're not going to charge me money, are they? They'll approve it if I pay, and not approve it if I don't..."
"Silver? It has to be gold at least! Or spirit stones! My dad's the village chief of Nanfeng Village, hehe, he's already smoothed things over! I'm all set!"
"Huh? This can be used to grease palms? That's so unfair! What about those of us who don't have any money?"
During the qualification testing process, some disciples were discussing quietly.
Some of the more knowledgeable people scoffed and shook their heads.
"What do you know? This is a legitimate testing artifact. When you put your hand on it, it will emit light. The brighter the light, the better your aptitude. There's no chance of getting in through connections here. It's impossible."
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.
The disciple who had just mentioned that his father had pulled some strings blushed.
Somewhat annoyed.
But it's clear that the other party knows more than I do.
If I were to argue with him, I might not necessarily win.
Actually, his father gave him a few spirit stones.
My dad said that although this spirit stone is only of low grade, it is definitely more valuable than silver or gold.
If you slip spirit stones to the examiner during the assessment, you might be able to get a preferential treatment.
He also thought it made sense.
That's why I made those arrogant remarks, but I didn't expect to be proven wrong.
The testing was conducted very quickly.
Most of the disciples were eliminated shortly after they went up.
When you place your hand on the ritual implement, it emits almost no light.
Or it's just a dim white light.
This is also useless, indicating that the candidate's qualifications are extremely poor.
Or perhaps they have some talent for cultivation, but they certainly won't go far; the Foundation Establishment stage might be their limit.
With such qualifications, staying in the sect would only be a waste of resources.
Not much use.
Several elders sat on the high platform.
"There aren't many talented disciples today. There hasn't been a glimmer of hope for so long. It's getting worse and worse, year after year."
The head of the Punishment Hall shook his head.
No sooner had he finished speaking than the head of the steward's office beside him also spoke.
"Demons are rampant, evil sects are roaming freely, and the people are suffering. Naturally, there will be fewer promising talents. Ultimately, it is because we have failed to eradicate the demons effectively."
The other elders remained silent.
He just kept staring down.
The more I look, the more disappointed I become.
Let alone those with good talent, there aren't even any with lower-than-average aptitude.
It can be classified as Grade B or Grade B or Grade A.
That's even less.
If one's aptitude is below Grade B, there is almost no hope of reaching the Nascent Soul stage.
Unable to condense a nascent soul.
Those whose aptitude is below Grade A will find it difficult to reach the Nascent Soul stage.
As for the Void Refining Realm and the Dao Integration Realm after the Nascent Soul Realm.
That would be even more difficult.
Only those with top-tier aptitude can forge their own path and enter the realm of Dao Integration.
Like the Way of All Beings as taught by the Master.
The Way of Forgetting Emotions by the Master of Tianji Hall.
If a disciple is not qualified enough, it will be useless even if one imparts one's own teachings to them.
Can't learn.
It's like talking to a brick wall; I can't understand a word they say.
There was absolutely no chance of them stepping into these fields.
Many elders come here in order to find disciples who are suitable for their own path.
At this moment, the head of the Heavenly Secrets Hall calmly spoke.
"I have taken a liking to a disciple who is very compatible with my Dao."
Everyone was surprised by these words.
They all turned their heads to look.
The woman in the aloof white robe had an indifferent expression.
The voice was neither joyful nor sorrowful.
"Has the sect leader found his successor?" the sect leader asked curiously.
The head of Tianji Hall nodded.
His gaze fell on a boy in the corner of the square.
The boy was thin and wore a gray robe.
Fair skin.
I leaned against my senior brother for a short rest.
Soon, it will be the fellow apprentices' turn to be tested.
She was eagerly anticipating the boy's test results.