The Art of Chaotic Divinity-Chapter 1303: What A Narrow World
"Hahaha!"
A deep laugh burst out as Mo Qingfeng stroked his beard and said, "Mu Renjie, this is all you can do?"
The purple-robed old man gave a sharp snort and shot Ling Feng a fierce glare. He ground his teeth and said, "You sharp-tongued brat, with that tiny bit of cultivation you dare show up for the Five Spirit Hall assessment? I'll be watching you make a fool of yourself!"
Ling Feng smiled and lifted his shoulders slightly. "You do not need to worry about that."
"Hmph!" The purple-robed old man flicked his sleeve and walked away without another word.
Since he could not outtalk them and did not dare fight in front of Mo Qingfeng, who had already comprehended the great perfection of sword will, he could only swallow his anger and leave.
Once he was gone, Tuoba Yan finally asked, "Senior, who was that man? He is so irritating."
In her heart, Mo Qiuhua was still her master. Anyone who insulted Moxue Mountain Manor naturally drew her resentment.
"His name is Mu Renjie. The Mu family used to be one of our Moxue Mountain Manor's branch family. Over the past few centuries, our manor declined and these branch families broke away one after another. Now they even want to climb over our heads!"
Mo Qingfeng clenched his fist while speaking and said coldly, "As long as I still draw breath, these petty people will not get their way!"
Ling Feng nodded slightly. With Mo Qingfeng's sword will reaching great perfection, he was already close to stepping into a higher realm. As long as he remained, Moxue Mountain Manor could still revive.
However...
Ling Feng took a glance at Mo Sanqing. If the younger generation of Moxue Mountain Manor all resembled this worthless boy, then once Mo Qingfeng passed away, the manor's position in Iron Ice City would crumble completely.
About half an hour later, more and more people gathered at the square. The crowd had grown past fifty thousand. Among them were more than three thousand geniuses competing for selection.
These young talents were all above the king tier. In the Tianbai Empire, each one of them would be regarded as bright rising stars. Yet here at the foot of the Dongling Immortal Pool, only the best among the best had any chance of breaking out from the crowd.
No wonder people said the Dongling Immortal Pool was the place where the talents of the entire Dongling Region converged. Witnessing it personally left Ling Feng genuinely shaken.
Among these three thousand geniuses from every corner, perhaps fewer than a hundred would earn qualification tokens, and only about half of those would survive the final trial at Demon Heaven Snow Ridge to become true disciples of the Dongling Immortal Pool.
The elimination rate was terrifying. Every genius present wanted nothing more than to give everything they had to secure a place.
Once someone entered the Dongling Immortal Pool, their fate would change completely.
Even becoming an outer sect disciple would bring honor to their family.
Clang! Clang! 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
A sharp metallic clang suddenly rang through the heavens. Snowy mountains trembled outside Iron Ice City. The solemn and powerful sound washed through the square and silenced every person present.
Five figures descended from the sky like celestial beings and landed on the temporary high platform. They represented the Five Spirit Hall and had come to distribute qualification tokens.
Each one had graceful bearing and an otherworldly presence. They looked young yet every single one of them was a Human Emperor expert.
They were all capable of fighting above their realms in battle, true peak-level geniuses!
Ling Feng's eyes widened in surprise when he saw Lin Mu standing among them. No wonder Lin Mu had said he needed to rush back to the Dongling Immortal Pool. This was the reason.
Aside from the inner sect disciples of the Five Spirit Hall, there was another platform on the right reserved for the elders of the Dongling Immortal Pool, who supervised the distribution of qualification tokens.
Since recruitment was a major event, a high-ranking elder always attended. If any dispute arose, the elder held the right to reject or uphold the decision.
This seat was usually occupied by an elder from the Three Divine Hall. This time it happened to be the turn of the Blazing Sun Divine Hall.
Once the five inner sect disciples of the Five Spirit Hall arrived, a divine radiance descended from the sky. As the blinding light faded, a green-robed old man appeared on the platform with his hands clasped behind his back. A domineering aura surged from him the instant he scanned the crowd.
"I am Qingxuan Zi!"
He was the very elder of the Blazing Sun Divine Hall who had gravely injured Ling Feng, Qingxuan Zi!
"Greetings, Elder Qingxuan!"
The crowd bowed like waves rolling across the square, treating him with the reverence granted to a god.
Qingxuan Zi nodded in satisfaction and took his seat. Beside him stood two disciples of the Blazing Sun Divine Hall. One of them was Qin Wuyang.
What a narrow world!
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. The instant Qingxuan Zi appeared, a cold killing intent surged within him.
Qingxuan Zi had almost destroyed his soul. This debt had to be paid!
"Mhmm?"
Qingxuan Zi frowned on the platform, sensing a thread of killing intent directed toward him. He looked to the side in surprise.
It's him?
When Qingxuan Zi saw Ling Feng, he was briefly stunned. This boy survived my strike?
But he shook his head quickly and smiled in disdain.
He nearly died, and still doesn't know when to be quiet. To even harbor killing intent toward me... what an arrogant fool!
Qingxuan Zi's eyes narrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. A barely visible smile tugged at his lips, and no one had any idea what poisonous plan he was plotting.
At that moment, the five disciples of the Five Spirit Hall finally spoke.
The tall man standing at the center clasped his hands toward the crowd and said clearly, "I am Ning Guichen of Flowing Flame Hall. I will preside over this assessment. Elder Qingxuan Zi of the Blazing Sun Divine Hall will supervise. Everything will follow the principles of fairness and impartiality. I hope every young talent present may achieve their wish."
He greeted the crowd with a composed smile. His graceful manner drew waves of excited cries from the female cultivators watching from the sidelines.
All martial artists who were not participating withdrew to ten zhang away. The entire square was left to the three thousand candidates. Tension filled the air like a rising tide.
Mo Qingfeng turned to Ling Feng and gave a fist-and-palm salute. "Master Ling, the rest depends on you."
After that day, there might no longer be a chance to spar and exchange insights on sword dao with him.
Although Mo Qingfeng's cultivation far surpassed Ling Feng's, the two had learned much from each other when it came to the sword.
Ling Feng nodded with a calm smile. "I will take your blessing, Senior."
Mo Qingfeng then looked at Mo Sanqing. "Sanqing, you should perform well."
With Mo Sanqing's current realm, obtaining a qualification token should not be difficult if he did not make mistakes.
"Mhmm."
Mo Sanqing nodded and gave Ling Feng a sideways glance. In his heart he muttered, "Hmph, I will not lose to him! Absolutely not!"
