Bring a scumbag girl to bully me, and you are afraid of using modern weapons.

After entering the villa, I saw two old men in gray robes sitting next to the testing stone. There was a long table in front of them, watching a young man who was being tested.

"Qin Jie, fifteen years old, early Nascent Soul stage, passed. Next!" an old man shouted.

Another girl approached the test stone, took a deep breath, and placed her palm on the test stone, and a blue light came on.

"Su Yudan, 18 years old, early stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, passed, next!"

Those who line up know their own strengths, so they dare to take the test, and generally they pass.

Shopkeeper Bi brought Xie Jinglan to the long table and said, "Sir, please take the test here first. I will wait for you inside."

"Okay." Xie Jinglan nodded.

After Manager Bi left, she took out the admission ticket and placed it on the table in front of the two gray-robed old men.

An old man in a gray robe glanced at her, then carefully examined the admission ticket and nodded: "Write down your name and age, then take the test."

Xie Jinglan picked up the pen and wrote her name in the notebook: Beiqing, seventeen years old, casual cultivator.

After writing, she slowly walked to the test stone, placed her hand on the stone, and practiced her energy on her palm.

Instantly, the test stone emitted a bright golden light.

"Gold! It's actually a golden talent that only appears once in a century!"

"At such a young age, his strength has already reached the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm. His golden talent is truly extraordinary. Too strong!"

The people around made sounds of surprise.

There are seven colors of talent: white, blue, green, orange, purple, red, and gold.

White is the most common color, but it does not mean that the talent is the worst, it’s just that most people with white spiritual power are white.

But gold is the rarest, yet also the most gifted, and it is hard to come by in a century. Every time one appears, it will surely become a peak powerhouse in the future.

"Bei Qing, seventeen years old, middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, golden talent, passed." A disciple in the villa shouted.

The two old men in gray robes stood up, looked at Xie Jinglan with gleams in their eyes, and then looked carefully at the name she had just written in the notebook.

"Beiqing, seventeen years old, with such high talent, is actually a casual cultivator without any sect or school?" An old man with a short beard said excitedly.

Another old man with a long beard teleported and grabbed Xie Jinglan's hand. "Little girl, this elder is from the Seven Star Sect. Since you have no sect or school, would you be willing to come to our Seven Star Sect and become my disciple?"

"She was the one I chose first." The short-bearded old man pushed the long-bearded old man away and said to Xie Jinglan:

"Beiqing girl, I am the Grand Elder of Xuanwu Hall. How about you become my disciple? If you are willing, you will be my last disciple. I will devote all my resources to teach you..."

Before he could finish his words, the old man with the long beard pushed him away again, "Sima Zhuo, what do you mean? We are both sitting here together, when were you the first one to fall in love with someone..."

"..." Xie Jinglan looked at the two old men arguing, shook her head, and walked into the villa.

She came to the Middle World just to find her mother, and it was impossible for her to become their disciple.

Although the people from these five sects are all very powerful, ascending to become an immortal is not her goal in life. She only hopes to rescue her mother, go back and reunite with her family, and live happily together.

And in this life, she wants to get married, which she has already promised Beitang Yuan.

But then again, even if she wanted to become an apprentice, she would only become Zou Ting's apprentice. After all, she learned the "Wusheng Jue" technique from the Zou family, and their common enemies were the Han family and the Lei family. How could she choose to become someone else's apprentice?

"Master, stop arguing. They have already gone far away!" a disciple said to the two old men.

"Hey! Young man, wait a minute..." The short-bearded old man was about to chase him in, but the long-bearded old man grabbed his sleeve and said, "Sima Zhuo, where are you going? Don't you care about the test here?"

The old man with a short beard looked back at the people in the long queue, then glanced at Xie Jinglan's back. He walked back with some annoyance and said to the disciple, "He is your future junior apprentice. You should make sure he is not snatched away by others."

"Master, I can't do it..." The disciple was so upset that he wanted to cry but had no tears.

He's a living person, not a chicken or a duck that can be tied up. How can you keep an eye on him?

But the disciple had to follow the master's order, so he had to chase Xie Jinglan.

At this time, Xie Jinglan had followed those who passed the test into the villa and came to a larger venue.

However, there were actually two huge fighting arenas, and people had already started competing, making loud collision sounds. A defensive formation was set up around them to block the aftermath of the surging spiritual power.

On the huge stands, people from the five major sects sat in the main seats, and on both sides of the main seats sat people from other large families and sects participating in the competition.

Xie Jinglan glanced at the stands and saw that Zou Ting was actually sitting in the main seat with a sign in front of him that read: Taixu Sect!

She was stunned when she saw it.

This Zou Ting was actually from the Taixu Sect, one of the genius organizers of Wuhua Villa? And those who could sit in that position were usually the sect leader or headmaster.

Taixu Sect is one of the five major sects in the Middle World. Since Zou Ting is the leader of Taixu Sect, his strength is self-evident. However, he has been lying dormant for decades and did not dare to take action against the Han family. This shows how powerful and profound the Han family's foundation is.

There is also the Lei family. I heard that the family is even larger and more powerful than the Han family.

"Miss Xie, please come this way." Shopkeeper Bi appeared in front of her again, "The master is waiting for you."

"Okay." Xie Jinglan said.

If she could stand in the main stand, she would be able to see all the people coming to compete.

Zou Ting might recognize someone from the Fu family.

She followed Shopkeeper Bi up to the main stand, stood behind Zou Ting, and whispered, "Thank you, senior."

Zou Ting looked back at her and nodded slightly.

At this time, the competition on the fighting stage has entered the daytime. Two warriors in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm are fighting fiercely. From time to time, bursts of cheers can be heard from the crowd watching around the villa.

But Xie Jinglan was not in the mood to watch these people compete. Her eyes searched the crowd, hoping to see a familiar face.

But apart from the people from the Cao and Han families, no one she was looking for was there.

None of Beitang Hong, Wei Rufeng, and Fu Mushan showed up.

In this year's Genius Conference, there are twenty representatives from each continent, and a total of one hundred families and sects participated. It is impossible for these people not to come to watch such a grand Genius Conference. Maybe they, like her, have taken the elixir that can change a person's appearance.

But if it was Beitang Yuan, given his temperament, he might wear a mask, so that she would be able to recognize him immediately when she saw him.

There were many people present wearing masks, but none of them were him. Xie Jinglan couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Beitang Yuan, where are you?

"The Han family of Xizhou versus the Zhongli family of Dongzhou." The sudden loud shouting cheered up Xie Jinglan.

The Zhongli family in Dongzhou, isn’t that Master Zhongli Xiao’s family?