The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 2203 I Want to Be My Master's Backer!

Five hundred years old?
Above the immortals?

"These conditions aren't too harsh."

Venerable Ziyun smiled and said, "This is just the minimum requirement for registering for the assessment. It doesn't mean that meeting this requirement will guarantee you a place as a disciple of the Immortal Palace."

Shu Zifeng stood behind Lin Chen, gazing at the majestic ship in the distance, his eyes gleaming thoughtfully.

Venerable Ziyun teased, "You meet the requirements too, why don't you give it a try?"

Lin Chen shook his head without hesitation: "Forget it, it's so much better to be free and unrestrained like this now. Why should I go to the Hall of Ten Thousand Immortals to be a demolition worker? It's not worth it."

After looking around for a while, the two prepared to return to the hotel. Suddenly, Shu Zifeng said, "There's nothing to do back at the hotel. I'd like to wander around a bit more."

"Okay, feel free to contact me anytime if anything comes up."

Since Shu Zifeng was already above the Great Luo realm and was within Tianyu City, Lin Chen wasn't worried about her getting into trouble, so he nodded in agreement without worry.

Shu Zifeng felt relieved when Lin Chen agreed.

She's going to register!
She wants to become a disciple of the Immortal Palace so that she can protect her master!

Previously, when the Three Saints Sect dealt with the Thunder Immortal Realm, Lin Chen was quite helpless and only managed to resolve the matter with great difficulty. Now that he has come to the Myriad Gods Immortal Realm, there are even more powerful sects and more powerful individuals here.

Lin Chen has only just arrived, yet he's already planning to scheme against Qingyuan City and venture into the secret realm to seize the Yin-Yang Spring. It's predictable that Lin Chen will inevitably clash with Qingyuan City or other forces in his quest for the Yin-Yang Spring, and they might even become enemies.

This time, everyone came to the Myriad Gods Immortal Realm to settle down here. If they join the Myriad Immortals Palace and become disciples of the Immortal Palace, wouldn't they be able to become a support for their master?
My master has helped me so much, so I should find a way to help him in return, shouldn't I?
I can't always rely on my master to protect me!

After Lin Chen left, Shu Zifeng immediately took to the air and headed towards the flying boat of the Myriad Immortals Palace.

Beneath the enormous flying boat, a huge pavilion appeared out of nowhere, guarded by more than a dozen disciples of the Myriad Immortals Palace. Inside the pavilion, tables were set up with magical artifacts for testing spiritual roots and for testing age, and someone was organizing and recording the results.

Outside the pavilion, a number of people were already queuing to register, along with countless cultivators who came to watch the spectacle.

Shu Zifeng first looked at the huge notice posted on the pavilion, confirming that anyone who met the age and strength requirements could register, then flew over and stood at the end of the line.

Most of those queuing to register were quite young. Those under 500 years old who had reached the level of immortals or above were basically disciples of powerful sects with abundant cultivation resources and considerable talent.

The group was mostly composed of humans, but there were also quite a few members of other races. Shu Zifeng curiously observed these other races. The one with a tall, robust physique, rough skin, and covered in bizarre tattoos was probably a barbarian from the Southern Wilderness. The one with blue skin and a similar appearance to humans was likely a sea creature from the Northern Sea. As for the few men and women with gray skin, like dried sand, wrapped in strips of cloth, and with eyes that gave off a cold and sinister aura, they were probably members of the Netherworld race living in the Western Hell.

As expected, it wasn't just the sects of Donghuang that participated in the Donghuang Myriad Immortals Gathering; people from other neighboring immortal realms and even the other three realms also flocked to attend this grand event.

Shu Zifeng stood calmly in the queue, waiting quietly. As time went on, the number of people in front of him decreased rapidly. After about three hours, it was Shu Zifeng's turn.

"Name, sect, strength, spiritual root... tell me everything."

Shu Zifeng had seen the testing process of the previous applicants beforehand and had already thought of all the answers in her mind.

"Shu Zifeng is not affiliated with any sect; he is a rogue cultivator with a strength at the first level of the Great Luo Profound Immortal realm and possesses a growth-type sword spirit body..."

The middle-aged man in charge of testing the many applicants in the pavilion looked up, his expression slightly surprised: "Sword Spirit Body, did you just say the growth type? Does such a spiritual root exist?"

Shu Zifeng calmly replied, "I didn't have a sword spirit body when I was a child. Later, I discovered that I had a sword spirit body in my body, and the sword spirit body was constantly growing. It was because of this that I was able to successfully advance to the Great Luo at such a young age."

The middle-aged male examiner was somewhat skeptical. Aren't spiritual roots determined at birth? How can they grow?
You think it's a sweet potato?

"Come on, place your hand on the testing stone and pour your spiritual energy into it!"

Shu Zifeng did as instructed, feeling slightly uneasy, afraid that something might go wrong during the testing process and she would be kicked out.

The testing stone quickly lit up.

The result is in.

Although Shu Zifeng knew she shouldn't make any mistakes, the matter concerned her, so worry took over. Fortunately, the test results were all normal.

"Whether it's a growth type or not can only be determined after some time, but fortunately your spiritual root is fine, and your strength is also very strong..."

The middle-aged man flicked his finger, and a license plate flew out and landed in Shu Zifeng's hand.

"Congratulations, you've passed the preliminary round. Here, take this number plate; use it to participate in the subsequent competitions..."

(End of this chapter)