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The speaker was a richly dressed young man whose demeanor was unlike that of an ordinary person.

This person looked familiar to Feng Zhi; he was one of the people from the previous family group.

The person being threatened was just an ordinary person.

Upon hearing the threat, he wanted to say something but didn't, and obediently left, not daring to get involved in any trouble.

After all, it's normal for an ordinary person not to go against the family members.

Otherwise, you won't even know how you died.

"Tsk, this kind of person even steals seats..."

"That man must be from the Liu family, right? I saw their carriage at the foot of the mountain."

"Just accept your fate. People like us without connections can only swallow our anger when we're bullied..."

The whispers around him reached Feng Zhi's ears, and no one dared to speak loudly.

Feng Zhi looked around.

There were no disciples guarding the area, and no elders appeared.

But Feng Zhi was very clear.

He's definitely watching from somewhere.

How did these spoiled rich kids pass the second test?

They're a family of cultivators, so it's not unusual for them to have some methods.

After the first one started, the other family members all stepped forward to give him a beating.

Although some dared to resist, they all dared not say anything more once their families were mentioned.

Soon after, the first row was filled with family members.

……

"This is outrageous!" one of the oppressed people said indignantly.

"Just bear with it. Once you enter the Holy Land, cultivate diligently, and you'll have plenty of opportunities later," the person beside him comforted him.

"You make it sound so simple..."

"Don't react now. If we can't get into the Holy Land, we're doomed. Those people are really capable of retaliating!"

"Tell me, how can these young members of wealthy families be so ill-mannered?"

"Not entirely. Look over there, aren't those people sitting perfectly still?" The man turned to look at the group of family members in the back row.

Feng Zhi couldn't understand why these guys insisted on sitting in the first row.

Are they all geniuses?

Want to stand out?

Or is it simply because someone else started sitting there, and they would lose face if they didn't sit down?

……

"Do I need to say anything more? Just get out of here."

A beautiful woman looked down at the people around Feng Zhi with her head held high.

The man dared not complain and got up to go elsewhere.

The woman sat down beside Feng Zhi, fanning herself with disgust, and said in a coquettish voice, "What a stench! Can you please stay away from me?"

The commotion drew the attention of several people around them.

"Who's that woman? She's pretty arrogant."

"It seems to be Miss Chen, the one who came in the bronze chariot before."

"Tsk tsk, can't afford to mess with them."

"That person is in for a rough time."

Feng Zhi glanced down at his linen clothes, which were soaked with sweat, but felt no emotion.

He tried his best to avoid it, but some fools still found him.

Since awakening his innate wisdom, Feng Zhi has been constantly worried that he could be easily killed by a powerful person, so he has to keep a low profile.

But now, Feng Zhi doesn't care anymore; this is a sacred place.

He's just one hurdle away from achieving his goal!

He is exceptionally gifted; his talent is extraordinary!

Feng Zhi is inherently very proud.

Even when facing these family scions!

Feng Zhi slowly raised his head and glanced at the woman.

It was no longer the cautious demeanor of before, but a defiant and condescending gaze directed at her.

He raised a slight smile and brow, his tone calm: "You...are you talking to me?"

The woman was startled by him, and the sarcasm that was on the tip of her tongue got stuck in her throat.

She was filled with doubt and surprise.

A person's temperament cannot be faked!

Could this boy in hemp clothing be a descendant of some reclusive family?

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but fearing she might provoke a powerful enemy, she ultimately remained silent.

She was trying to figure out which family this person belonged to, as she had no recollection of them.

The onlookers were puzzled.

"Why isn't that woman moving?"

"You're asking me? Who should I ask?"

……

The old man who was conducting the assessment finally appeared.

Before everyone's eyes, the old man with flowing starlight in his sleeves appeared out of thin air on the high platform.

"The assessment is about to begin!"

The old man's eyes flashed like lightning as he swept over the family members in the first row.

The voice was cold.

"Those who just bullied others and forced them to change seats, get out of here!"

Before he could finish speaking, the old man waved his sleeve.

An invisible, immense force enveloped the first row, including the woman next to Feng Zhi.

Before the group of family members could react, they were swept into the air like kites with broken strings.

They were all begging for mercy.

"Elder, please wait! We were wrong!"

"Elder, stop! My father is a Purple Mansion cultivator..."

"I am a disciple of the Zhao family, I beg the elders..."

"Noisy." The old man's face was expressionless, his tone chilling.

"The Holy Land does not accept those with wicked intentions. Go back and tell your families that if they dare to retaliate against those you bullied today, the Northern Dipper Holy Land will exterminate your entire clan!"

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve, and the group of people turned into black dots on the horizon and disappeared.

The remaining family members remained calm, as if this was expected.

They did their homework before coming!

This is the sacred site of the Big Dipper!

One of the leaders of the Eastern Wilderness!

Are you here to be a spoiled rich kid?

"good!"

Someone shouted out, and a chorus of suppressed cheers erupted from the crowd.

"Serves you right!"

"Do they really think they own this holy site?"

"I knew it! The Holy Land isn't blind!"

"Tsk, Purple Mansion? What's a Purple Mansion compared to a Holy Land?"

"That Zhao family is even more ridiculous; I've never even heard of them."

"It's all a bad habit they've developed; they think moving out of the house will solve the problem."

The crowd's goodwill towards the Holy Land greatly increased due to the elder's impartiality.

Feng Zhi saw everything.

I think this sect is pretty normal.

He thought that the disciples would cry foul, and then the family members would offer gifts to the elders, and the matter would be over.

The matter is settled.

The elderly man conducting the assessment gestured.

The noise below stopped instantly.

"Rise!" the old man shouted.

The square shook, and a stone tablet rose from the ground and floated in the air!

It then slowly grew larger until everyone could see it clearly before stopping.

Runes move and disappear around the stone tablet, radiating an ancient pressure from the primordial era!

In the center is an image of a god or demon composed of lines; it is a humanoid god or demon.

The crowd seemed to see the gods and demons within moving about; could they be alive?

"What... what is this?"

"How scary, I feel like it's staring at me."

"Is our assessment just about comprehending this kind of thing? This...?"

Feng Zhi felt something was strange.

Isn't this the Holy Land of the Big Dipper? Why is the elder all bulging muscles and cultivating by visualizing gods and demons?

Shouldn't it be something like star power?

But Feng Zhi had no idea that this Big Dipper was a little different from the Big Dipper he had imagined...

"This is the Diagram of Divine Demon Visualization, the foundational cultivation method for our sect! Time limit: four months."

Those who comprehend it within four months will be considered as menial disciples.

Those who comprehend it within three months are considered outer disciples.

Those who comprehend it within two months can become inner disciples.

Those who comprehend the comprehension within a month can be accepted as core disciples by the elders.

"If you comprehend it within half a month, you can become a direct disciple of the Holy Lord and the Chief Abbot."

The old man had barely finished speaking.

A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd: "What if it were even faster?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Feng Zhi looking thoughtfully at the stone tablet.

The old man taking the test was slightly taken aback, then burst into laughter.

I don't know if it was out of anger or praise.

"If such a prodigy truly exists, I beg the Holy Lord to awaken his hidden potential and have the Ancestor personally accept him as a disciple!"

Although he said that, the old man didn't really take it to heart.

This is a visualization diagram containing the will of gods and demons. It's already the limit for a mortal to withstand the pressure of drinking a cup of tea without fainting. Half a month? Faster? That's just wishful thinking.

The old man raised his hand to indicate that he would say no more.

That kind of existence is impossible for him!

The old man being assessed waved.

A spirit crystal scattered in all directions, and with another wave of his hand, a pill appeared in everyone's hand.

Then the spirit crystal emitted a beam of light that shot into the sky, forming a light shield that enveloped everyone.

"The elixir is a fasting elixir, which can allow you to fast for five months."

Feng Zhi took a breath of air and felt much more comfortable. Was this spiritual energy?

He then stopped thinking about it.

Talent, activate!

The process doesn't matter; he just needs to finish watching.

The assessment elder looked down at the young people below.

With a wave of his hand.

A teapot and a cup appeared out of thin air on the table.

"Hmm, so full of energy!"

He poured himself a cup of calming tea.

For him, who was assessing the elders...

He looks forward to this test every year the most.

I'm looking forward to the little ones giving him a surprise.

Ideally, we'd like a few people with the potential to become emperors, or even saints!

He looked at the two people who had awakened their physical constitution this year.

"Battle Body, two months. Royal Body, one month shouldn't be a problem!" The old man stroked his beard and smiled.

He was quite pleased that he had recruited two more people with similar physical qualities to the Holy Land.

……

"Hmm? That kid?"

The old man was still drinking tea and observing everyone during the assessment.

He looked at Feng Zhi with shock.