The Book Soul Chronicles: Godslayer

Just as they were about to reach Ye Qingyang, someone interrupted them, bypassed the people queuing behind them, and went directly in front of the person in front of Ye Qingyang.

For people like Ye Qingyang who patiently waited in line, the situation was extremely frustrating. Some complained, some watched the spectacle, and whispers began to circulate about the newcomers.

The newcomer was taller than Ye Qingyang and looked older. He was rather thin, with a gaunt face, a crooked and thin mouth, and a sharp and sarcastic expression, which was confirmed by his words.

"Step aside!"

The newcomer acted as if he were the one who had cut in line, not Ye Qingyang. Everyone craned their necks to watch the spectacle.

Ye Qingyang didn't want to cause trouble, so he kept quiet. He felt inexplicably disgusted when he first saw the person. Not only did the person have a sharp appearance, but the person also spoke harshly. He should try to avoid provoking such a person, otherwise, if he didn't deal with the situation thoroughly, he would face endless trouble.

He learned this method of judging people's appearance from the elderly people in his village. They also told him not to provoke people who made him uncomfortable at first glance, as he couldn't get along with them. He shouldn't force others, and even more so, he shouldn't make things difficult for himself.

This world is full of contradictions; some people like something while others dislike it, and that's normal. Some liking is innate, while some is acquired, and the same goes for disliking.

Therefore, when you live in this world, some people will like you and be willing to embrace you, while others will hate you at first sight and wish you would disappear from this world.

So don't worry too much about what others think. What you do is up to you. The decision is in your hands. Don't take a passive approach, or you'll find yourself with nowhere to go.

Ye Qingyang grew up in such a cultural environment and saw things more clearly than adults. This made him good at grasping the key points, calculating, and acting decisively. He believed that his path was up to him, not up to the people on the road.

He was new to the Tiangang Sect and didn't know anything about it. He also didn't know anyone there, so there was no need for him to get involved. He preferred to be an observer and see how these people would react and what decisions the sect would make.

This matter is a good opportunity for him to probe the situation. This matter has little to do with him in the first place; he is only learning some things he wants to know through this incident.

After Ye Qingyang made up his mind, you quietly became a bystander and watched what kind of trouble these two would cause this time.

The person Ye Qingyang was with was not tall, even shorter than him, a 16-year-old boy. Although he was not tall, he had a big temper and was also stubborn.

Seeing the person cutting in line, he angrily retorted, "Are you blind? Can't you see all these people patiently queuing? If you're blind, go back and get it checked out. Don't think that just because you can't see others, you're blind too."

Hearing such sarcastic remarks, the person who cut in line, who also had a short temper, immediately started shoving and pushing.

He pushed the person aside and backed them a few steps, then cursed loudly, his face red and neck bulging.

"You're the one who needs to see a doctor! Young master, I'm not blind. As for you, look at your pathetic appearance, how dare you even enter the Heavenly Gang Sect? Do you think this is a place for some lowly dog ​​to enter?"

Hearing this, not only were the people who had just been cut in line unhappy, but most of the people present, who came from poor families, were also unhappy.

Ye Qingyang was naturally upset to hear such sarcastic and harsh words. People around the villa wanted to beat him up, and he even wanted to beat him up.

However, he was still young and lacked strength. Moreover, since he had beaten someone on someone else's turf, the host family would not ignore it, which would cause him a lot of trouble.

So he kept all of this in his heart, and if given the chance, he would definitely not let him go.

Ye Qingyang is the kind of person who can be quite honest when he wants to, but he can also hold a grudge, especially if you cross his bottom line or affect his interests. He can turn on you without hesitation.

I will not attack unless attacked. This is the principle they have adhered to throughout their lives.

"Why are you talking so rudely? What's wrong with us? We can't choose where we were born, and we can't change the fact that we were born into a poor family. We want to change our lives, are we wrong?"

"We were both born of mothers, so why is there a difference between you and me? Is our poverty bothering you?"

The young man who was pushed felt his dignity had been challenged and spoke out indignantly.

He was telling the truth, and he shared the same feelings with those around him. Most of them came here out of necessity, forced by life's hardships, bowing to fate, yet harboring resentment and hoping to change their destiny by joining the Tiangang Sect.

It's not their fault that they were born at the wrong time. They had no choice in being born into poverty. All they could hope for was the future. They hoped that if they could choose with their eyes open, they wouldn't make the wrong choice again.

"You're just getting in my way! You poor wretches were born in a poor place, so you should just stay there obediently and accept your fate. How ridiculous that you dare to try to defy destiny!"

The sarcastic young man spoke in a terrifying tone that made those around him uncomfortable. He had trampled on the dignity of all the poor people; he had gone too far.

These words immediately aroused public outrage, but the young man who had just been pushed had a strange smile on his lips, which disappeared almost instantly, as if he had never been there.

Even in that brief moment, the meticulous Ye Qingyang still noticed his condition.

"It seems the people here are all quite shrewd! They actually know how to use him to incite public anger and gain the upper hand. Alas, people's hearts have changed!"

As Ye Qingyang was thinking this, someone suddenly noticed the situation and immediately came over, interrupting the farce.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you queuing up quietly? What kind of behavior is this, making such a racket?"

The newcomer's voice was deep and powerful, and everyone around him fell silent.

"Senior brother, you be the judge. I don't know this guy at all. He cut in line as soon as he came up, not only shoving me but also verbally abusing us."

The speaker was the young man who had been pushed down. His face was flushed red, as if he had suffered a great injustice. Of course, it would be even better if one ignored the calculating glint in his eyes.

The young man who cut in line didn't show any panic on his face. On the contrary, he smiled, walked to the person who came, bowed, and explained.

"Senior Brother Fan, I am Zhang Ling. My father, Zhang Dahu, was acquainted with Han Yulong, Uncle Han of the Tiangang Sect. Today, I have come here on my father's orders to become his disciple. Senior Brother Wang, could you please make an exception?"

"Oh, I heard that back then, Uncle Han was plotted against and betrayed, and was seriously injured, but was saved by someone who specifically instructed that his family's offspring could go to the Tiangang Sect to become his disciples and learn martial arts. He accepted them as his personal disciples."

"You must be that family's child!"

Zhang Dahu was a notorious villain in the underworld, born into poverty and raised on the streets from a young age. His father was an alcoholic, and his mother was a prostitute. His lack of family warmth from childhood made him cold-blooded and ruthless, with a twisted personality.

Zhang Dahu was known in the underworld for his ruthless methods. He was once a member of a gang, but later broke away from the organization due to disagreements and became a lone wolf.

He frequently robbed and murdered people, committing all sorts of evil deeds. However, because he had many brothers and was protected by the gang, no one could do anything about him.

However, after plundering a house, Zhang Dahu suddenly changed his ways, gave up his life of crime, and began to practice Buddhism, helping the poor and weak.

No one knows why he changed, but it was precisely because of his change that he met Han Yulong and had this opportunity.

The senior brother who spoke recounted their entanglement, sizing Zhang Ling up and down, a calculating glint in his eyes.

"He has some connections with Uncle Han, so I absolutely cannot offend him. On the contrary, I need to win him over. Oh well, I'll give him face!"

With that in mind, she smiled gently at Zhang Ling and said, "Since Uncle Han intends for you to become his personal disciple, let them register!"

"However, the rules of the Tiangang Sect cannot be changed. If you want to join the Tiangang Sect, you must pass the test. Even if Uncle Han still approves of you as a young disciple, you still have to participate in this test."

Zhang Ling quickly replied, "Of course, of course! That's what I thought too. But since we've come to the Tiangang Sect, my father also instructed me to bring some gifts for Uncle Han."

"I was also worried that there wouldn't be enough time, so I planned to discuss with this young man whether to register first and then go to find Uncle Han. I didn't expect it to cause such a big misunderstanding."

"Alas! It was Zhang Ling's improper handling of the matter that caused today's misunderstanding. I hope Zhou Wei can forgive him."

Not content with distorting the truth, he even resorted to a feigned apology, feigning remorse.

Everyone was disgusted, but there was nothing they could do. No one dared to say anything, after all, he had powerful backers, one of the biggest backers in the Tiangang Sect.

Loyalty could only be swallowed in silence. The young man who had schemed everything gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment, but the situation was now unfavorable to him, so he could only suffer in silence.

Zhang Ling, however, looked at the person who had just complained with a smile and disdain, thinking to himself.

"No matter how cunning you are, it's all for nothing. I have plenty of backers. I'm just a nobody with nothing, a worthless life. Nobody will care if I die."

"Alright, now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, everyone should register and go about their business. Stop making trouble out of nothing!"

After he finished speaking, everyone around him lined up obediently, and the disciple registering lowered his head and continued registering.

He said to Zhang Ling beside him, "I know where Uncle Han lives. I'll take you there."

Zhang Ling smiled obsequiously and said, "Oh, alright! Then thank you very much, Senior Brother Fan."

As he spoke, he quietly scooted closer to his side and slipped the silver note in his hand into the mouth of his senior brother, Fan.

The senior brother glanced around, put the silver note in his hand, and smiled as he put his arm around Zhang Ling's shoulder, talking as they walked.

All of this was observed by Ye Qingyang, who scoffed disdainfully from the bottom of his heart.

"This world is truly a place where whoever provides the benefits will be your master. As long as the interests are right, they'll even turn white into black. It seems my journey is going to be tough!"

After registering, Ye Qingyang and the others were taken away to participate in the sect entrance examination.

Ye Qingyang was taken to a place where the senior brother in charge said, "Everyone who has come to join the Tiangang Sect must have heard that the entrance test is a necessary step. In this process, as long as the result is good, you will be able to succeed."

"In other words, we only care about winning or losing, not the process. The most difficult part of this process is not the challenges here, but your understanding of human nature."

"Remember this, your future battlefield will be the same. Your enemies will not let you go just because you are weak. So this assessment will weed out some unsuitable people. This is for your own good. I hope you will not stay in an unsuitable place."

"Alright, let me now introduce the content of the sect entry assessment."

The content of the entrance examination for a sect:

The assessment took place deep in the mountains, and the content was very rigorous, including multiple aspects such as swordsmanship, movement, and endurance.

"Reach the summit of that mountain within three hours. We will be there to greet you. Good luck!"

As soon as they finished speaking, everyone set off for the mountain, afraid of falling behind. Ye Qingyang looked left and right, then followed suit.

Some people performed exceptionally well in the assessment, and Ye Qingyang was one of them. He had been collecting herbs in the mountains for many years. Although he was still young, he was physically strong and agile. He performed very well throughout the entire process.

However, his stamina was not strong enough. In the final stage of the test, he needed to climb a high mountain and jump off a cliff to pass.

Ye Qingyang struggled to climb, but lost his grip due to exhaustion while jumping off the cliff and almost fell off.

However, he did not give up. He persevered and finally successfully jumped over the cliff, passing the test just before the time was up.

This test truly tested people's hearts. He was lucky not to encounter it, but some people were unlucky. They were schemed against and kicked when they were down. While climbing on the cliff, the people above deliberately stepped on loose rocks, causing those below to fall.

Some people were unlucky and got knocked down, their screams intensifying the fear of those behind them, yet some still refused to take the challenge.

Ye Qingyang also heard the sound and turned around. His heart was filled with shock. He knew that people were evil, but he never expected that witnessing it with his own eyes would be so unforgettable.

He only hesitated for a few seconds before quickly climbing up, using both hands and feet. He didn't want to end up like those people.

He was somewhat dazed, but he eventually climbed up and succeeded, entering the Heavenly Gang Gate with those who had harmed others.

His initial beautiful illusions about Tiangangmen have been shattered. He knows this place is not suitable for him, but how can he escape?