Chapter 39

In front of the Stepping Immortal Courtyard, many aristocratic sons and children of kings and nobles were waiting for the assessment.

Fang Yu was also waiting.

He stood quietly, naturally having a demeanor.

From time to time, some voices were passed.

"We enter the Feathered Sect, and we can't even bring a servant. If we live here in the future, do we have to do things like living, cooking, and washing clothes ourselves? Then how can we cultivate?"

A wealthy son wearing brocade clothes and holding a purple folding fan shook his fan and said.

"Hmph, the Feathered Immortal Sect is an immortal sect. As long as you are in the sect, every day's meals are arranged by the sect, and the sect will arrange Dust-Avoiding Talismans, Body-Cleaning Talismans, and Soul Fire Talismans. How could you wash your own clothes and take your own bath?"

Another person wearing bright yellow clothes, seemingly a prince of a country, said. "The meals of the Feathered Sect are all top-grade spirit medicines, which are better than the meals of the imperial palace. This is the treatment of an outer disciple. If you become an inner disciple, there are more benefits. If you dislike that no one serves you, you can quit now."

"Wait until you pass the outer disciple assessment before talking about these things. The outer assessment of the Feathered Sect is not that easy. Are you confident that you can defeat those Divine Strength puppets?"

Another woman said, looking down on the two men.

"Princess Fairy Mo Yue, it seems you are confident that you can defeat the Divine Strength puppets and pass the assessment?"

"Of course."

"Those Divine Strength puppets are rumored to be infinitely strong, water and fire resistant, physically enduring, and invulnerable to swords and spears. Compared to Divine Strength experts of the same level, they are several times more powerful. Don't look at the fact that some of you have been promoted to the Realm of Divine Strength and think you can pass the assessment? That's thinking too much. I hope you don't get injured or killed by the Divine Strength puppets."

One prominent disciple after another said, stating the horror of the Divine Strength puppets.

However, for Fang Yu, mere Divine Strength puppets were not a problem at all.

His current cultivation was the eighth stage of the physical body, the Realm of Divine Valor, and he was currently comprehending the ninth stage of the physical body, and he had magic treasures comparable to spirit artifacts, so dealing with mere Divine Strength puppets was not a big deal.

So he stood very indifferently, and even had time to swallow an Essence Pill to continue to increase his power.

Clang!

Just then, the two big doors of the Stepping Immortal Courtyard slowly opened, and two young Daoists wearing water and fire Daoist robes walked out, saying loudly: "Today's outer assessment, start now, you all come in."

Immediately, everyone filed in.

As soon as they stepped over the threshold of the Stepping Immortal Courtyard, everyone felt refreshed and became different, as if they had truly stepped into the Immortal Dao.

Fang Yu also stepped into the Stepping Immortal Courtyard, walked forward among the group of disciples, and arrived in a large hall.

This large hall was 3,000 steps long and wide, and could accommodate 10,000 people. People standing in the hall had a feeling of being small, especially in the deepest part of the hall, where there was a pitch-black portal, and there seemed to be a bloody and cruel aura in the portal.

The entire hall seemed like a hall sealing a demon.

Thump, thump, thump.

Just then, several examiners entered the hall. Each was in the tenth stage of the physical body, the Divine Transformation realm. The clothes they wore seemed to be powerful magic treasures, or even spirit artifacts, exerting immense pressure on everyone present.

As these examiners walked in, a single glance from them made everyone feel a crushing weight.

All the young nobles, princes, and princesses felt that the strength of these examiners was on par with their fathers or emperors; they were figures they could not possibly contend with.

"Since you have come to our Profound Heaven Sect to participate in the outer disciple assessment, you must already know what the content of the assessment is. You only need to defeat one Divine Strength Puppet," one examiner said indifferently.

"The prototype of the Divine Strength Puppet is the subterranean demon. They are bloodthirsty, cruel, and possess immense strength. However, after being captured by our Profound Heaven Sect, their consciousness is erased, leaving only their combat instincts, thus becoming Divine Strength Puppets. A single one can defeat three human experts of the same Divine Strength realm."

"One can take on three? Are these Divine Strength Puppets really that terrifying?"

"My cultivation has just broken through to the Divine Strength realm, and I am the most outstanding disciple in my family, but now it seems I might not pass the assessment. Damn it, no, I must pass!"

"My realm is the Breath realm; I wonder if I can defeat it."

The young nobles began to discuss among themselves, some with solemn expressions on their faces.

"Cultivating immortality is never about being carefree, watching the tides rise and fall, or visiting immortal friends to enjoy boundless freedom," another examiner said coldly.

"What is cultivating immortality? It is fighting against the heavens, fighting against the earth, and fighting against men! You must conquer yourselves and conquer external demons; where is there any peace or freedom? You must remember, once you step onto the path of immortality, you are struggling against the heavens for your life. Struggling against the heavens for your life is never free. Now, this is the first step for you to slay external demons and step onto the path of immortality."

"The first one, Great Virtue Dynasty, Prince Meng Yu."

An examiner picked up the roster and read out the name.

"Understood."

A young cultivator dressed in bright imperial robes immediately stepped into the center of the arena, carrying an air of imperial majesty.

"Open the gate!"

Seeing the Prince of the Great Virtue Dynasty standing in the center, the examiners exchanged glances and waved their hands simultaneously. With a rustling sound, the mist that had sealed the pitch-black portal dissipated instantly.

A demonic shadow, a full head and a half taller than a man, leaped out and landed on the ground. It was incredibly fierce and violent, shaking the entire hall. Its blood-red eyes, in particular, made anyone who looked at them feel an involuntary sense of dread.

This was the Divine Strength Puppet.

Ooooooh!

As soon as the Divine Strength Puppet jumped out, it locked its gaze on the Prince. The black shadow leaped, fast as a hunting leopard, instantly appearing above the Prince's head and clawing down viciously.

Rip.

The Prince seemed not to have expected the puppet to be so fast. Caught off guard, the clothes on his shoulder were instantly torn, revealing five long, bloody gashes. Had he not dodged slightly, he would have died on the spot.

"Ah!"

Seeing such danger, many of the noble disciples in the hall trembled. If they were in the arena, they felt they would not have been able to react in time either. Wouldn't their heads have been torn off in that single strike?

Quite a few young masters from aristocratic families wanted to leave and retreat.

They had been nurtured by their families and had reached the Divine Strength realm, but in their past years, they had rarely fought against cultivators of the same level. Their sparring had always been restrained, never a life-or-death struggle like this.

Now, seeing the Divine Strength Puppet attacking so bloodthirstily, they realized that a single moment of negligence would mean death.

Even at the same level, it was of no use.

In the arena, the Divine Strength Puppet continued to chase and attack the Prince relentlessly. If he had been even a fraction slower, the Prince would have been dead.

Boom!

After grappling with the Divine Strength Puppet for a while, the Prince finally unleashed his full strength, slashing his sword onto the puppet's head. At the same time, the puppet slapped the Prince's shoulder, sending him flying.

The Prince fell to the ground, and the Divine Strength Puppet also collapsed.

"Good, you pass."

An examining Elder nodded.

"Next, Great Li Dynasty, Fang family disciple, Fang Yu."