The Seventh Elder was starting to lose his composure!

"Come on, Seventh Elder, you can’t just poach people like that!" Wei Dong quickly pulled Qin Yu behind him.

"You little rascal, what if I am poaching? I’m in the same group as your old man!" The Seventh Elder glared, and Wei Dong shuddered with fear.

Seeing Wei Dong silenced, the Seventh Elder squeezed out a smile and looked at Qin Yu with a please expression.

"Yang Xiong, as long as you agree to join our team, not only will we share points with you, but we will also give you several magic artifacts to save your life!

We guarantee you’ll survive in front of the Evil Spirit leader!"

Everyone’s breathing suddenly became rapid. Damn! To stay alive in front of the Evil Spirit leader, at least a Quasi-Divine Artifact would be needed! What merits did Yang Xiong have?

Yang Hui’s intestines turned green with regret! He knew that to the Heavenly Secret Sect, Yang Xiong was an absolute treasure. It wasn’t just Quasi-Divine Artifacts, even Divine Artifacts, his father would be willing to part with!

Everyone looked at Qin Yu with envy, jealousy, and resentment, believing for sure that he would accept Wu Kun’s request.

But Qin Yu’s answer shocked everyone!

Qin Yu gently shook his head.

"Seventh Elder, I appreciate your kindness! To become strong, one cannot simply survive under the protection of wings! I don’t want to rush my growth; I prefer to gain some experience in the outer regions and fight for a future!"

Qin Yu’s words left everyone dumbfounded, as most young people couldn’t understand!

Had Yang Xiong gone mad? Being protected by the elders in the core region was much safer than the outer region, and he’d even have a Quasi-Divine Artifact to protect him!

Even a fool would know which choice to make! Why had Yang Xiong refused the Seventh Elder?

"You... well, alright," sighed the Seventh Elder, shaking his head incessantly.

"Yang Xiong, why do you refuse the Seventh Elder? You could have obtained a Quasi-Divine Artifact!" Zhou Cong looked at Qin Yu with a face full of distress, as if he had been the one to lose the Quasi-Divine Artifact.

Qin Yu cracked a smile: "Big Uncle, even if I really were to go to the core region, I would join my father-in-law’s team. How could I just join someone else’s team?

I am a part of the Zhou Family!"

Qin Yu’s words moved Zhou Cong inexplicably!

At that moment, Zhou Cong truly accepted Yang Xiong as family!

Zhou Cong patted Qin Yu’s shoulder firmly: "Good! Good lad! Father didn’t misjudge you! Rest assured, as long as your big brother has breath in him, I’ll make sure you won’t face the slightest danger!"

Everyone looked at Zhou Cong with envy, jealousy, and resentment. How could the Zhou Family be so lucky? How did they find such a good son-in-law?

They didn’t consider that just moments ago, everyone thought Qin Yu was nothing but a burden, a drag!

With ’Yang Xiong’s’ stunning performance, the following assessments passed without much event.

From this day forth, the name Yang Xiong was destined to echo throughout the entire Heavenly Secret Sect!

All the teams had finished their assessments, and it was now one Chinese hour later, right at midday.

The Seventh Elder Wu Kun said in a deep voice, "Everyone hurry up and eat. After we finish eating, we’ll immediately head to the Prisoner’s Graveyard!"

Everyone buried their heads in their meals, while Qin Yu felt a hint of the tension before a significant battle.

Qin Yu knew why they were attacking at noon, because this was when the Yang Qi was strongest and the Yin Qi was weakest.

Even here in the great tomb, buried tens of meters underground, it was the same.

People ate quickly and, within fifteen minutes, they assembled by teams in various formations, gathering at the starting point.