So what! Are you going to kill me?

Jin Cancan has a good memory and recognized Yuan Tian at a glance.

When she was doing the task of consuming the Burning Heart Flower, the first person she forced upon her was him.

"It's you. You look much better."

Jin Cancan chewed and swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, picked up the bowl and drank up all the soup. For some reason, he always felt hungry after coming to this world.

"Thanks to your Burning Heart Flower, I was able to participate in the sect's grand move." Yuan Tian was a little shy, and his two fangs were exposed when he smiled: "I wonder which sect you are interested in?"

Jin Cancan wiped her hands and stuffed the pots and pans into the storage ring: "Secret."

Yuan Tian was stunned. Seeing her climbing up using her hands and feet, he was also full of fighting spirit and immediately followed her footsteps.

Jin Cancan raised an eyebrow. Why follow her? Racing, huh? She is a nimble dog in the mountains. No one can catch her.

Yuan Tian's legs stiffened. He was unwilling to believe that the golden figure with an extremely ugly and twisted climbing posture was actually soft and golden.

Did he say something wrong? Why did she suddenly change?

Without time to think, he instinctively chased after her back, but unexpectedly, she climbed faster and faster, and even glanced sideways with a provocative (? ) smile, and then quickly disappeared from his sight.

At this time, the first group of people who climbed the Spirit Test Heavenly Stairs were almost reaching the 2,000th step. Climbing the stairs consumed most of their physical strength. When they stepped on the 2,000th step, the overwhelming feeling of oppression made many of them kneel down on the stairs immediately.

Their faces turned pale, and the heavy feeling of oppression almost pressed them down on the steps. They used up all their strength just to keep their bodies stable.

Not to mention going up the next step, I can’t even stand up!

Most people were gritting their teeth and holding on, with cold sweat dripping down their foreheads. Could it be that they really had no chance of becoming immortals? !

They studied martial arts hard regardless of winter or summer, crossed the scorching desert, climbed over steep cliffs, and gambled decades of time and sweat, but they didn't fall at the hands of those fallen creatures, but they had to fall on this damn spiritual test step first? !

If you can't climb up, there is no way to become strong, let alone kill your enemies.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect filed out from both sides with expressionless faces, carrying away the immobile people as if nothing had happened, and clearing space for the people behind to climb the stairs.

They have also been through this, so I can naturally understand the unwillingness and disappointment in their eyes. But if you are not destined to be a hero, then you are not destined to be a hero. Talent is determined at birth, and it is impossible for everyone to be a hero.

A few people withstood the pressure. Even though their legs were trembling and their backs were pressed into an incredible arc, they still gritted their teeth and moved forward, breaking through the invisible barriers like new sprouts that broke through the ground after enduring a long period of darkness, and climbed up the 2001st step.

Only a few people continued to move forward as usual, as if they did not notice the obstacles.

Several old men on the top of the mountain shook their heads slightly. They thought that there might be even fewer good seedlings this year than last year, and the selection of disciples would probably be another bloody affair.

The higher you go, the fewer people are left behind. Looking at the overall situation, people are distributed in a pyramid shape. The fewer backs of people walking against the light you can see, the higher you climb.

"Their starting point was determined from the beginning."

“Only a few people can bear the fate of standing on high ground.”

"The person who can stand before us is destined to be extraordinary."

"Stop it, you can continue pretending later. Do you really not need to care about that stinky girl in yellow clothes?!"

Several elders paused for a moment and soon locked their eyes on Jin Cancan. It was because she was the only one who had such an unusual aesthetic sense - a flashy short top that was fluorescent yellow, with a terrible dark brown lining. The disgusting and eye-catching outfit challenged the fashion aesthetics that carbon-based creatures should have. Even the battle-hardened elders had to try their best to restrain their urge to vomit when faced with such mental pollution.

At the 7654th step, the young man's face flushed, he grabbed his belt tightly, and gritted his teeth and said, "Let go! Please respect yourself!"

Hearing this, Jin Cancan gripped the other person's trouser legs even tighter: "Why do you want me to let go? Why? Don't you know that letting go will make me toss and turn all night long and unable to sleep? Your light words of letting go will wake me up in the middle of the night, and my hands and feet will instantly become cold. I want to struggle but I have no strength, like a fish short of oxygen."

"Do you care? You don't care. You only care about yourself. Just like you don't care that there is no fish in the fish-flavored pork shreds, no tiger in the tiger-skin chili, and you don't care that my fashionable shorts are almost worn out. I am in this state, but you still let me let go as if nothing happened. Your self-righteousness is like a sharp sword piercing my head. My brain hurts so much that it feels like it is splitting, and you, you are still standing there innocently watching me suffer. You are so cruel!"

Jiang Tingyun didn't know why he was being entangled by this man. He scolded him with a sullen face, "I have dragged you up two hundred steps and listened to your nonsense all the way until now. I have already done my best. Let go!"

She should be glad that she is a woman, otherwise his fist would be on her face right now!

Jin Cancan wiped the sweat off her forehead with Jiang Tingyun's trouser leg: "Your words are so sharp, you seem to know all the truths and illusions in this world thoroughly, you look down on everything in this world with your partial vision, looking down on me. In your eyes, I am so inferior, and only you are the top of the world, but are your cold words right?"

"I could have climbed to the top by myself, but now you've poked a huge hole in my fragile psychological defenses. You've hurt me, do you know that? You've hurt me! Now I can't even walk a step further. Drag me up another 500 steps as compensation to me."

Jiang Tingyun was furious. He lifted the leg that he was holding and swung it back and forth, trying to throw Jin Cancan off. However, Jin Cancan was like a rotten noodle. He didn't let go even after his body was shaken into wavy lines. His eyes turned into two spinning mosquito coils.

Fu Qingyun recognized Jin Cancan at a glance and was extremely surprised. How could she reach the 7,000th step?

Although it seemed that she had shamelessly taken advantage of others to get to the top, these elders were very aware of the authority of the spiritual leader rank test. If the person did not have the corresponding talent and strength, even if these elders worked together, they would not be able to move an unqualified person up a level.

Even so, Fu Qingyun still couldn't afford to lose face, and ordered his disciples with a sullen face: "Send someone to stop her and warn her to behave herself and stop harassing others, otherwise her results will be invalidated and she will be kicked out of the valley immediately!"

After being warned, Jin Cancan had to let go and sat on the spot, pretending to stretch out his hand like Erkang: "If a man is reliable, even a sow can climb a tree."