He'd rather run than be turned into a cannon fodder for the broken engagement.

Spirit Testing Square.

"Next up, Liang Boyu, please come up on stage."

The six climbers who passed yesterday, after a night's rest, will hold a spirit-testing ceremony and a disciple-acceptance ceremony at noon today.

As the deacon finished speaking, a young man quickly walked up to the stage. Leng Huan recognized him as the boy who had crossed the Heavenly Ladder behind them.

The few climbers were on one side of the platform, while on the other side, much higher than the testing platform, stood a group of imposing figures.

The audience below consisted of disciples, both inner and outer sect members, who crowded together to watch the spectacle. It was said that several promising talents had emerged from the trials, and elders from various peaks were going to take them on as disciples.

Cultivation is so boring, it's not easy to find something exciting to watch, so of course I have to join in!

"Liang Boyu, sixteen years old, mid-stage Qi Refining, single metal spiritual root, above-average aptitude."

Leng Huan thought to himself, "Those who can pass the Heavenly Ladder Trial are all pretty good. This person is quite talented."

In fact, apart from the two Qi Refining early stage cultivators who were just tested and both had dual spiritual roots, the rest, including herself, all had single spiritual roots in the mid-to-late stage of Qi Refining.

"Next, Leng Huan."

Upon hearing her name called, she, still in disguise, calmly walked onto the stage, bowed to the deacon, and then extended her hand onto the large, transparent crystal. The original owner of this body had previously tested her spiritual root; it was a single water spiritual root.

Sure enough, the crystal emitted a dazzling blue light the next moment, and soon shrank into a ball of light, extending along the graded veins on the crystal and illuminating eight stars.

The steward announced loudly, "Leng Huan, seventeen years old, late stage of Qi Refining, single water spiritual root, above-average aptitude."

There are twelve stars in total, and their aptitude is divided into four levels: Heaven, Upper, Middle, and Lower. Each level has three stars. Her stars are still a bit short of nine, so she can only be considered Upper Middle.

This result was expected. He was indeed just another face in the crowd in the Immortal Sect. Leng Huan blinked, bowed to the steward, and stepped down from the stage.

"Next. Yin Xun."

On the way back, she and Fu Xun exchanged a glance, nodded slightly, and passed each other.

When she returned to her original position, Fu Xun on the stage had already raised his hand and slowly placed it on the crystal.

Leng Huan stared intently, curious, wanting to know what his aptitude was. The next moment, a dazzling golden light filled the entire crystal, startling everyone. A top-grade golden spiritual root?

The crowd below the stage murmured amongst themselves. "That's it? Single spiritual roots are common in the Misty Immortal Sect, nothing special. It seems this year's climbers aren't very good..." Before they could finish their grumbling, a flash of golden light appeared and didn't disappear. Instead, it turned purplish-gold, faintly carrying arcs of electricity.

what? !

The audience fell silent for a moment, then a louder buzzing sound rang out. Wow! It was a mutated Golden Lightning Spirit Root!

Leng Huan was taken aback. So this was the legendary mutated spiritual root? A future walking fighter jet, a born sword cultivator with a holy body!

Wow! This kid is amazing...

A dazzling purple-gold light shot into the sky, and in the next moment began to illuminate the stars. The light orbs rushed up along the veins without stopping, one after another, until they reached the top... a total of twelve!

The disciples below the stage were now truly in an uproar.

"It's actually a Heavenly-level aptitude!"

"It's been so many years since I last saw you..."

"I heard the last time was several hundred years ago..."

Leng Huan was slightly excited. Wow! Awesome! My friend really is a born sword cultivator with a divine physique... She, she wasn't jealous at all!

In the side hall, the elders of each peak remained unmoved when the mutated spiritual roots appeared, but the aptitude of the twelve stars made them take notice.

Everyone was amazed, but no one noticed that Fu Xun slightly loosened his grip. If he continued to input spiritual power, he didn't know if this crystal could increase his limit. At the same time, he wondered if he only had the aptitude of twelve stars.

All he knew was that he had ruined a spirit-testing stone during the family's test.

The last person with such high talent was the former peak master of Wenjian Peak. The steward couldn't help but sigh inwardly. After a moment of reaction, he excitedly announced: "Yin Xun, 15 years old, mid-stage Qi Refining, mutated golden lightning spiritual root, heaven-level aptitude!"

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"Would you be willing to join my Sword Inquiry Peak and learn the way of the sword?"

Just as Fu Xun finished his ceremony and was about to step down from the stage, a deep voice suddenly resounded throughout the entire venue. He looked up and saw a figure in a gray-white robe descending from the sky and landing in front of him. It was a middle-aged man with a dignified face and an imposing aura like a drawn sword, very sharp and fierce.

"Greetings, senior. If I were to join Sword Peak, would it be permissible to bring my relatives with me?"

An ordinary person would be extremely excited if an elder accepted a disciple, but certainly wouldn't react like this. The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised upon hearing this, and slightly raised the corner of his eye, "Why do you ask that?"

Fu Xun glanced at Leng Huan's direction and said respectfully, "It is because I and my companions have traveled together to enter the mountain gate and I do not wish to be separated. I hope we can join the same sect."

Leng Huan heard this and silently rubbed his forehead. No, brother, you... you should seize this good opportunity. Why are you still bothering with her at this time?

Brotherhood isn't something that can be built in a moment...!

She had mixed feelings, a mixture of envy and emotion; this was truly an amazing brotherly bond.

An eerie silence fell over the scene for a moment, before the middle-aged swordsman slowly asked, "Oh, what's your companion's rank on the Heavenly Ladder?"

"She was second; we climbed up together."

"Then call him up here. The two of you will both become disciples of my Sword Peak Sect!" The middle-aged man actually agreed and announced to the public, "Today I will accept a disciple on behalf of my senior brother!"

With Leng Huan's qualifications alone, he's qualified to enter the inner sect, but he's not quite ready to become a disciple of a close relative.

No one expected this to happen, and the disciples below the stage were shocked once again.

"This seems to be the Grand Elder of Sword Peak. Isn't his senior brother the former Peak Master of Sword Peak? I heard he went to travel around the four continents and hasn't been seen for decades..."

"Yeah... wow, this person is really lucky..."

One of the Sword Peak disciples said, "I can't help but envy him. The Grand Elder probably saw his talent and didn't want to miss out, so he's taking him on as a disciple for the Peak Master."

It's important to know that there are four trials every year. Some people with average talent can pass the Heavenly Ladder with good luck. Over the years, top-notch geniuses are rare. Most people are lucky to enter the inner sect. The rest have to stay in the outer sect and work hard to advance step by step.

Leng Huan's actions saved him from taking a detour of more than ten years, or even decades.

The disciples discussed among themselves, and were also curious about who the companion he was talking about was. They all turned their attention to the stage and paid their respects.

Fu Xun looked at Leng Huan and called out softly, "Brother Huan, come here quickly." His tone was a little happy and a little naive, as if he didn't realize the impact of his actions, which was actually quite willful.

With no other option, Leng Huan could only walk onto the stage in full view of everyone, neither humble nor arrogant, and respectfully bow to Elder Jianfeng, trying to leave a good impression.

"Junior Leng Huan greets Senior."

"puff!"

Upon seeing her come up, Elder Jianfeng initially didn't react much, but Elder Jiang Ruoyu of Refining Peak, who had been watching the spectacle from the side hall with nothing to do with it, finally spat out a mouthful of tea, while Sun Zhixian, who was next to him, secretly avoided him with disgust.

Mu Lianqing couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Old Jiang, your apprentice is going to be stolen! Hahaha."

The Grand Elder of Sword Peak, named Zhang Zhaoying, was quite satisfied with Leng Huan's attitude. He felt that although the boy lacked talent, he was very polite, so he nodded and said, "Well, you two will follow me..."

"No!"

Before Zhang Zhaoying could finish speaking, a voice suddenly fell, and Jiang Ruoyu appeared beside him in a flash. Before the hem of her clothes had even fallen off, she hurriedly pointed at Leng Huan and said, "This young man is my disciple!"

"He cannot enter your sword peak!"

"Why?"

"..." Jiang Ruoyu's expression turned strange for a moment, then she looked at Zhang Zhaoying, "Junior Brother Zhang, you may not know this, but during the trial, I already told Elder Mu that I would definitely take him as my last disciple..."

While secretly circulating his spiritual energy, he focused his voice into a single line and transmitted it to Zhang Zhaoying through divine sense, reluctantly informing him of the previous bet. Under Zhang Zhaoying's strange gaze, he raised his hand and politely cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, his tone carrying a hint of pleading: "The words have already been spoken, so please, junior brother, don't try to steal my disciple..."

Zhang Zhaoying: "..."

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The audience was silent.

The disciples were stunned. Fu Xun looked up at Zhang Zhaoying, then at Cheng Yaojin (Jiang Ruoyu) who had appeared out of nowhere, his expression unusually blank.

He was just trying to avoid breaking up with Leng Huan.

The Misty Immortal Sect is vast, with its peaks far apart, making travel inconvenient. He only brought up this matter to avoid not seeing anyone for several years, never expecting such a drama of vying for a disciple to unfold.

Fu Xun: "..."

Leng Huan, feeling somewhat disillusioned, thought, "..."

Regarding the fact that two big shots were vying to take me on as their apprentice, despite my average talent.

LOL, she knows nothing.

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