Chapter 205

Before the sixth mirror.

He Pingsheng's gaze fell again.

This time he saw a dragon with an odd color!

Black dragon!

This…

Among the seven colors, there was no black.

So clearly, this black one must not be mentioned.

"What color?" the cultivator behind him asked He Pingsheng.

He Pingsheng shook his head: "I didn't see anything!"

"Next one!" the man waved him off.

Tens of thousands of cultivators filled the lord's mansion; not everyone could examine each mirror with perfect care, nor could they analyze every cultivator's facial expression to detect lies.

He Pingsheng arrived before the seventh mirror.

It was a green dragon.

"It's a green dragon!" He Pingsheng spoke truthfully.

Why?

Because he still needed to secure his qualification to enter Divine General Mountain.

Whether or not he went later, his goal now was to obtain it—only with it would he have more choices.

He could choose to go, or choose not to go to Divine General Mountain.

Without the black token, he had only one option: not to go to Divine General Mountain.

He Pingsheng wanted another choice.

And if he saw too few dragons, he likely wouldn't get the token.

Eighth!

"It's a blue-green dragon!"

The ninth was a blue dragon, but He Pingsheng said nothing.

He shook his head.

Nine treasure mirrors, nine dragons: red, orange, yellow, green, blue-green, blue, purple, gold, and black.

He Pingsheng named five: red, orange, yellow, green, and blue-green.

He saw the blue, purple, gold, and black dragons too, but dared not speak them.

"Not bad!" The last man handed He Pingsheng a black token. "Most with five-element roots can only spot three. You broke the limit and saw five dragons—your comprehension is clearly unusual!"

The last man looked at He Pingsheng, praising him.

He Pingsheng quickly put on a delighted expression and said: "Perhaps it's due to my spiritual sense—I've cultivated a spirit-refining method since childhood, and my spiritual sense is stronger than ordinary cultivators!"

The man said: "Perhaps so."

"Alright, next!"

He Pingsheng took the black token and left, exiting through another door of the hall.

Outside, under the guidance of other attendants, he left the lord's mansion.

"Brother… how'd it go?"

Wang Dun pulled He Pingsheng over and asked: "In that hall's nine mirrors, how many dragons did you see?"

He Pingsheng didn't answer, but asked: "How many did you see, Senior Brother?"

Wang Dun lowered his voice: "Red, orange, yellow, green, blue-green, blue, purple—plus black and gold. I saw them all!"

"But… hehehe… I didn't say a word!"

He Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat: Sure enough, this Wang Dun isn't simple.

He saw them all—and likely spotted the trick too.

He Pingsheng still nodded along and asked: "Why?"

Wang Dun said: "Hehehe… it's a mission… this is a mission!"

"Enough, don't ask me—did you get the token?"

"And just how many dragons did you actually see?"

He Pingsheng said: "I'm far behind—I only saw five."

"But I got the token!"

He pulled out the token and waved it twice before Wang Dun's eyes.

Then Bai Long emerged from inside as well.

Bai Long looked dejected—clearly he hadn't gotten the token.

"Senior Brothers, how many dragons did you both see?"

Bai Long asked Wang Dun and He Pingsheng curiously.

Before Wang Dun could speak, He Pingsheng cut in: "We both saw five dragons!"

He feared Wang Dun would reveal he saw nine.

"Sigh…" Bai Long sighed. "My comprehension must be poor—I only saw three. No token."

Later, Zi Xian and Zi Lan also stepped out.

Zi Xian saw five dragons and had a token; Zi Lan saw seven and naturally had one too.

From questioning, they learned Zi Lan hadn't seen the gold and purple dragons.

Thus, the order of the nine dragons was clear: red, orange, yellow, green, blue-green, blue, black, gold, purple.

"Gentlemen, I take my leave!"

Bai Long bowed and departed.

He had no token—he could only leave.

Many had failed to get tokens; fewer than one in ten succeeded.

"Let's go!" Wang Dun glanced across the street: "There's a cultivation teahouse over there. Let's have some spirit tea and decide our next move."

The four walked across and entered the teahouse.

The teahouse was packed with cultivators.

The noise was loud.

After about half an hour, He Pingsheng saw Qiao Hui Zhu, Qiao Xiao Qiao, and other disciples of Heaven Seal Mountain enter the teahouse and sit at a large table.

Lucky—he was less than two zhang from Qiao Hui Zhu.

The faint fragrance of her body drifted to him; he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He was about to stand and approach her to introduce himself—but at the critical moment, he shuddered violently.

No.

First, check if there are any Beast Tamer Sect disciples nearby.

He saw none.

As long as there were no Beast Tamer Sect members, it was fine!

Even without spotting any Beast Tamer Sect disciples, He Pingsheng dared not approach Qiao Hui Zhu.

Who knew if they were hiding in the shadows?

As He Pingsheng pondered, Qiao Xiao Qiao stood up first, walked over to him, and said: "Brother, please be kind—I'd like to ask a favor."

"Our group doesn't have enough seats—could you move over there and give us your spot?"

As she spoke, she extended her jade hand, pointing to another direction.

He Pingsheng looked.

Then Qiao Xiao Qiao whispered: "Don't speak. Don't move. Don't look around—someone's watching."

He Pingsheng trembled, instantly understanding.

These Beast Tamer Sect bastards were indeed watching from the shadows!

"Alright," He Pingsheng said. "Let's move."

The four went to a nearby table.

He Pingsheng didn't turn to look at Qiao Hui Zhu, but quietly extended his spiritual sense to scan the surroundings.

He searched for a long time but found no trace of Beast Tamer Sect disciples.

Perhaps they'd changed clothes.

"Brother, are you seriously going to Divine General Mountain?" Wang Dun asked He Pingsheng again. "I'll even kneel and beg you if you want!"

Before He Pingsheng could answer, Qiao Hui Zhu spoke.

Qiao Hui Zhu said: "Heaven Seal Mountain received four tokens this time—besides me, there's Xiao Qiao, Senior Yue, and Senior Ling."

"Those without tokens can return with the Beast Tamer Sect brothers this afternoon!"

"We'll wait here for Divine General Mountain to open."

Hearing this, He Pingsheng understood at once: Qiao Hui Zhu was hinting for him to go to Divine General Mountain!

He Pingsheng nodded: "Alright, Senior Wang—when you go, call me."