Immortal Cultivation Simulation, I'm Not a Bad Woman

Hearing Lu Zhiqiu's joke.

The little fat man chuckled, turned around and continued driving.

He held the whip in one hand and grabbed a pancake from his arms with the other, eating it one bite at a time.

Lu Zhiqiu shook his head and continued talking to the woman in yellow.

The woman in yellow is named Wu Mengyu.

"Miss Wu, come to think of it, do you know much about the Jian Ji Sect?"

Lu Zhiqiu chatted casually.

Wu Mengyu picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and laughed:

"I'm sorry, although I'm going the same way as you, both to Jianji Sect, I'm not a disciple going there to become a disciple, so I didn't pay much attention to the content of the assessment."

Lu Zhiqiu nodded.

Judging from the other party's cultivation level, it is estimated that they already have a master. There is really no need for them to become his disciple and compete with them for the position of a mountain sect disciple.

But the two did not intend to hide their conversation from the fat boy.

He stuffed his mouth with pancakes and muttered:

"Miss Lu, why don't you ask me? I know this."

"This time, the Sword Extreme Sect is recruiting disciples in three stages. The first stage is to test your spiritual roots, the second stage is to test your character, and the third stage is to test your sword bones."

Lu Zhiqiu raised his eyebrows and pretended to be nonchalant and asked:

"These are just general statements. Any sect that accepts disciples cannot avoid these assessments."

The little fat man laughed:

"I have specific ones too."

"The first level is to touch the spiritual roots. There's no room for cheating. It's simple and crude, so I won't elaborate."

"The third level doesn't involve much manipulation. It's about allowing the candidate to resonate with the sword. If they can strike the sword through resonance, it means that they have a talent for kendo and can enter the realm."

"As for the second level, I can tell you in detail."

Lu Zhiqiu didn't expect it.

The guy I met by chance on the road actually knew these secrets.

She smiled and said softly:

"You are not related to us at all, why are you telling us so much?"

The little fat man scratched his head and said:

"My family has plenty of money. We bribed a few immortals in the sect and got the test questions."

"But there are no immortal cultivators in my family."

"So, I want to establish a good relationship with the two girls. In the future, when you two join the sect and rise to prominence, you will also consider our friendship today and look after me."

Lu Zhiqiu chuckled:

"Why do you think we can definitely enter the Sword Extreme Sect?"

The little fat man said seriously:

"intuition."

"My intuition tells me that neither of you is a mediocre person."

Lu Zhiqiu and Wu Mengyu looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

The little fat man also laughed.

He coughed dryly and said:

"Let's get back to the topic. Let's continue discussing the previous topic."

"The second level tests one's character. It involves placing each candidate in a fantasy world. The fantasy world will generate various scenarios, comprehensively testing a person's moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor qualities."

"So breaking the deadlock is simple. Whenever you face a choice, just make the one that best aligns with mainstream morality."

Lu Zhiqiu stroked his chin and thought for a moment.

She suddenly questioned:

"This kind of thing won't make a big difference, right? I guess most candidates can figure out that Jian Ji Zong is a righteous sect, so they can naturally choose the direction of justice."

This made Lu Zhiqiu think of the psychological test he took in college in his previous life.

When answering questions, portray yourself as a new century youth who eats and drinks well, falls asleep immediately after going to bed, does not stay up late or suffer from insomnia, loves sports, eats three meals a day regularly, has full confidence in the future, and is passionate about learning.

That scores absolutely high.

On the contrary, if the score is low, the counselor will call to care for you every now and then.

The little fat man smiled mysteriously and snapped his fingers:

"Don't worry, young lady. Next, I will tell you the secrets that my family has bribed several immortals to teach you."

“There are three tricks.”

"First, don't choose any weapon other than a sword."

"Even if the illusion you're facing is of an old farmer hoeing the fields during spring plowing, don't choose the hoe. Important things must be said three times: choose the sword, choose the sword, choose the sword!"

"Second, you are absolutely not allowed to eat fish in this fantasy world."

"Whether the fish is fried, stir-fried, boiled, or deep-fried; whether it's in a bowl or right in your mouth, always follow this."

"Third, if a Fountain Banshee steals your weapon and asks you if it's a good weapon, a medium weapon, or the original weapon, don't answer."

"If the candidate is a woman, just walk up to her and kiss her. She will blush and let you pass."

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned.

Could this banshee be a nymphomaniac?

She couldn't help but ask subconsciously:

“What if the candidate is a man?”

The little fat man shook his head and sighed:

"If it's a man, then it's terrible. You must say that neither the good weapon nor the medium weapon is yours. The original weapon was also prepared to be given to Senior Banshee because you admired her style."

Lu Zhiqiu pinched his thigh, trying hard not to laugh out loud.

She murmured:

"Isn't this too unfair? Won't this provoke opposition from some disciples, and then unite to question Jian Ji Zong?"

The little fat man said seriously:

“This actually happened.”

"In the past, quite a few male candidates approached another seventh-grade sect, the Danxin Sect, to jointly exert pressure."

"Faced with the angry crowd, the leader of Jian Ji Sect just smiled bitterly. He said he didn't want to do it either. This was Senior Banshee's intention, and even they couldn't influence it."

"These people don't believe it, but isn't the Banshee also from your Sword Extreme Sect? How can you not control her?"

"As a result, Jian Ji Zong summoned the banshee, and everyone immediately lost their temper."

"Because the banshee is the spirit of the Nascent Soul-level magical instrument, Canglang Pool. Perhaps... this is also the only Nascent Soul-level magical instrument in the barren land of Jinzhou."

Lu Zhiqiu was suddenly shocked.

Nascent Soul!

I really didn't expect that Jianji Sect, a seventh-grade sect, actually has a Nascent Soul-level magic weapon hidden within it.

Lu Zhiqiu thought about it, but couldn't help asking:

"But a seventh-grade sect whose strongest cultivator is no more than a Jindan cultivator possesses a Nascent Soul artifact, and yet they advertise it so widely, won't it attract the attention of a sixth-grade sect?"

The little fat boy was stunned.

He really hadn't thought about this problem.

"It's very simple. Because this magical weapon is incomplete, the sixth-grade sects don't like it, so the Jianji Sect just happened to pick up a leak."

Wu Mengyu, the woman in yellow in the carriage, interjected with a smile.

Main World: Chapter 5: Mountaintop Assessment

Hear this.

Lu Zhiqiu and the little fat boy looked at Wu Mengyu in surprise.

Wu Mengyu shrugged, grabbed the two cakes in front of him, stuffed them into his mouth, and muttered:

"You've said so much, and you won't let me get a word in?"

"Well, thank you Miss Lu for your hospitality along the way. Now that we have arrived at Huayun Mountain, I have to say goodbye."

Lu Zhiqiu was stunned.

He quickly lifted the curtain and looked outside.

Only then did he realize that everyone had arrived at the foot of Huayun Mountain. Many carriages like his were parked there, or coming from not far away.

It was obvious that candidates from all over the country were arriving one after another.

then.

Lu Zhiqiu's eyes flashed when he saw it.

Wu Mengyu took a step forward and flew towards the top of Huayun Mountain.

She was incredibly fast, with a flying sword under her feet, and in a moment, she disappeared.

The fat guy driving the car was so scared that he dropped his pancakes on the ground.

He murmured:

"This Miss Wu is actually a real immortal, not a candidate?"

Lu Zhiqiu curled his lips and said:

"I didn't say she was a candidate."

"Come on, let's go up too. In the future, you and I might be able to reach the realm of walking on swords."

The little fat man coughed twice and came to his senses.

He nodded at Lu Zhiqiu.

The two men sold the carriage in the town and went up the mountain along the mountain road.

along the way.

You can see many people arm in arm, talking and laughing.

There was a determination to win in his eyes.

The little fat man shook his head and sighed:

"It's great to be young. We always have the courage and spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of a tiger. But I wonder how many of us can successfully stay on the mountain?"

Lu Zhiqiu rolled his eyes at him:

"You're not old, why do you talk like an old man half buried in the ground?"

The little fat man coughed twice and said with a wry smile:

"I see the protagonists in the storybooks all say this, and they seem to have the demeanor of a master."

"He's a head taller than you."

Lu Zhiqiu was speechless.