Chapter 333: Mount Wutong's Assessment

The continuous mountain ranges towered like dragon spines.

The mountains were clear and the waters beautiful, with immortal mist swirling around.

Every other mountain peak had a plain wooden house appearing and disappearing within the green shade.

Twelve mountains meant twelve wooden houses.

They seemed to guard the mountain ranges, standing firmly atop the peaks.

At the foot of the second mountain.

Yu Chaoan stretched, and if not for the black marks of erosion from the dark light on his face, he would have quite the air of a reclusive master in the mountains.

"Wanting to become a registered disciple of the Eldest Jiang Shijie isn't a difficult matter."

"After all, she doesn't look at cultivation realms."

"As long as you can complete the tasks she assigns, any method will do."

Standing before him were seven figures in total.

Whether male or female, they were all handsome and beautiful, like figures from a painting.

One wonders from how many places one could pick out such a group of extraordinary talents with otherworldly looks.

This was the Eldest Jiang Shijie's unique quirk for selecting registered disciples; otherwise, she wouldn't have fought Master for Zhu Shixiong Nie back then, nearly turning him into her own Senior Nephew Nie.

"Did you previously think your talent was particularly high?"

After finishing his stretch, Yu Chaoan smiled and looked at the woman in the cloak among the crowd: "You were brought back by Zhu Shixiong Nie, so you thought it was a sure thing? Didn't expect everyone here to be no less than you?"

"..."

Facing the teasing, Jiang Qiulan merely raised her eyes slightly, her pitch-black gaze showing no waves.

Swept by that cold gaze.

Yu Chaoan immediately felt disappointed and pouted; he had planned to tease the little girl, but unexpectedly she was truly like a piece of wood, showing absolutely no interest.

No wonder the Jiang Shijie didn't like her.

Zhu Shixiong Nie also had a hobby of loving food, but this young girl did nothing but cultivate.

Cultivating again and again, her realm was still the lowest of all.

"Enough."

Yu Chaoan looked at the others who were subtly laughing, his face turning serious: "That red-skinned old python only lays three eggs per clutch; there are only three spots. The Jiang Shijie recognizes no one else; whoever brings it back gets to go up the mountain."

Except for Jiang Qiulan, the other six had excitement welling up in their eyes.

However, before that excitement could linger for a single breath, they heard Yu Chaoan's words of schadenfreude again.

"By the way, the Thousand Demon Cave was just ravaged by us brothers and sisters; they are now extremely furious. You are on your own. If anyone wants to back out, it's not too late to leave now."

"May I ask, Senior Yu, is the python you mentioned the Demon Emperor?" a pretty girl asked respectfully, clasping her hands.

Hearing this, Yu Chaoan looked over strangely: "Do you have some misunderstanding about our Mount Wutong Eldest Jiang Shijie? Would she care about eggs laid by an ordinary Demon Emperor? The Twenty-Third Cave, the Red-Heart Snake Emperor; if a real fight breaks out, even the Little Junior Brother might fall to it."

"Then isn't this sending us to our deaths?" Several people's faces changed abruptly.

The Twenty-Third Cave meant an existence extremely close to the late stage of Soul Transformation; stealing its snake eggs in front of such a terrifying Demon Emperor.

What kind of joke is this!

Mount Wutong is just a immortal sect; entering it doesn't make you a god.

Moreover, it's only for registered disciples.

Isn't this deliberately playing with them?

"Come on, use your brains; there are always more ways than difficulties." Yu Chaoan tapped his temple, then muttered quietly: "You haven't seen anything harsher; someone confiscated an old water dragon's tail right in front of it, and its cultivation realm wasn't necessarily higher than yours."

If they could bring that person back, perhaps the Jiang Shijie would be particularly interested.

Though it was just a fleeting glimpse, that small face was truly handsome and beautiful.

"..."

Hearing this, a hint of competitive desire finally appeared on Jiang Qiulan's Bai Xi, jade-like face.

She had once felt a similar emotion only on one person.

However, after a brief interaction, that person completely shattered her competitive desire, plus some vague and strange feelings, making her unwilling to compare herself with that person again.

Now, finally, there was another person.

Jiang Qiulan really wanted to know, besides that freak Shen Yi, if she could become the number one among the younger generation.

"I withdraw."

After a brief silence, four hands were raised from the crowd.

"Fine, now there's no need to fight over it."

Yu Chaoan smiled, not minding, then looked towards the distance with some surprise.

He saw that cold girl slowly cover her hair with her hood, turn around without a word, and walk out of the crowd.

Her back view was slightly aloof, standing out from the rest.

"Tsk, a bit interesting."

Yu Chaoan rubbed his chin; if the Jiang Shijie doesn't take her, should I just take her as a registered disciple myself?

"Hiss."

Accidentally touching a sore spot, he winced and withdrew his gaze.

Damn little earthworm; once my Daoist arts are perfected, I'll definitely peel its skin.

Both are late-stage Soul Transformation; how can the difference be so great?

"Miss, wait."

After those four also left, the remaining two hurriedly chased after Jiang Qiulan.

One male and one female.

Though their looks did not match Jiang Qiulan's, they were still one in ten thousand.

"Since they have all withdrawn, there is no need for us to compete; why not cooperate together?"

As Feng Huasheng spoke, he glanced at the other woman.

He was now somewhat relieved that this younger Miss had arrived late and knew nothing of the two being Dao companions.

Zhuo Ya quickly grasped the meaning of Dao companion and said gently with a hint of restraint, "I share this thought; the Thousand Demon Cave is far too perilous. I alone might not be able to handle it."

Jiang Qiulan turned her head back, gazing slightly at the two of them.

After a moment, a meaningful curve appeared at the corner of her lips: "Very well."

Feng Huasheng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly clasped his hands, saying, "I am Feng Huasheng of the Taiyue Prefecture; I have yet to ask where you are from, Miss."

Jiang Qiulan calmly withdrew her gaze: "A lone cultivator, Jiang Qiulan."

Having said this, she took another step forward once more.

Taking this scene in, a trace of displeasure flashed in Zhuo Ya's eyes, and she quietly activated a sound-transmission secret technique: "Is this person not a bit too arrogant?"

"Sister Ya, you do not know; such lone cultivators are generally quite cautious."

Feng Huasheng, his face full of smiles, followed behind without haste, replying via the sound-transmission method, "But there is no need to worry; the greatest weakness of lone cultivators is their lack of experience. Look, she does not even possess a single decent magical treasure. Setting aside other matters, even if we used some technique right before her eyes, she might not even be able to discern it."

Three snake eggs, three spots.

It seemed there was no rivalry... but where could it be that simple?

A spot is a spot; once we enter the disciplehood of True Person Lingxi, having one more registered disciple will inevitably mean one more share of the Master's favor.

As for resources, who would ever complain about having too many?

Moreover, the fact that she could stand at the foot of Mount Wutong alongside us despite being a lone cultivator speaks for her talent; no further words are needed.

If she truly became our senior or junior sister, would not the two of us clearly be destined to be neglected?

"You have thought this through thoroughly."

Zhuo Ya followed along, satisfied; though she was a cultivator of extremely high realm, without reaching the Soul Transformation stage, where could one sever the seven emotions and six desires?

She had also worried that her Dao companion might show mercy on account of the young girl's ethereal grace.

Now it seemed the allure of the Great Dao was far stronger.

"..."

Hearing the footsteps behind her.

A trace of weariness flashed in Jiang Qiulan's eyes; since leaving Great Qian, too many lives had already been stained upon her hands.

She had no intention of harming others.

Yet there were always those who were unwise, seeking to become stepping stones for her advancement.

Now another pair of heads would have to be added.

She glanced at the storage bag at her waist; very well, that fellow was busy accompanying beauties and had neglected his cultivation, so she would casually gather another foundation for him as well.

(End of this chapter)