It turns out, they were the main characters.

The Ye sisters are very naive girls. If Ye Yu had a little more emotional intelligence and was willing to put in some effort, he could have won over at least one of them.

However, Ye Yu could only watch helplessly and furiously from behind.

What was Heaven thinking? Why would it choose such a simpleton as the "chosen one"? Mu Zhian shook his head inwardly.

Suddenly, he felt a shadow looming over him, and a chill crept up his spine.

Mu Zhian subconsciously turned his head to look, and Lan Mulian was standing behind him at some point.

She wore a moon-white long dress, exuding a cold and elegant aura. Although her face was covered by a thin veil, her figure and aloof temperament alone inspired endless beautiful fantasies.

"Senior Sister," Ye Qian called out crisply.

Lan Mulian's voice was cold and crisp, with a very high quality: "What were you talking about just now?"

"Brother Mu invited us to have some snacks at Chaohai Inn later," Ye Qian said.

Ye Lingxuan suddenly said, "If Senior Sister doesn't mind, would you like to come along?"

Lan Mulian turned her head to look at Mu Zhian, smiled slightly, and said, "That depends on what Young Master Mu thinks."

Why did my senior sister's gaze not seem as gentle as it was when she saw me yesterday...? Mu Zhian smiled and nodded: "If senior sister is willing to accompany us, I certainly don't mind."

Mu Zhi paused for a moment, then continued, "But isn't Senior Sister busy? If it's just a snack, I can buy some more for you later..."

He worried that he wouldn't be able to control the situation if there were too many people at the gathering.

However, Lan Mulian gave him a meaningful look and said softly, "No rush."

I have a bad feeling... Mu Zhian looked at Lan Mulian's beautiful figure as she floated gently to the front of the platform, and felt a strange feeling inexplicable in his heart.

When the crowd below the stage spotted Lan Mulian, they all fell silent, countless eyes fixed on this tall and slender senior sister.

Lan Mulian slightly raised her hand and took out a stone tablet that was only the size of a palm.

She raised her hand and made a hand seal. A golden light streaked across the sky and landed inside the dark stone tablet.

At the same time, the stone tablet gradually enlarged until finally, a two-meter-tall black stone tablet stood on the high platform, coming into view.

"When a person touches this stone tablet, their fortune and even their talent will be reflected on the stone tablet."

Lan Mulian glanced at the dozen or so people present, noticing the burning gazes in their eyes, and smiled lightly, "Would anyone like to come up and try first?"

Below the stage, Ye Yu clenched his fists quietly, his eyes filled with excitement.

My chance to turn things around has finally come!

Chapter 80 Your brother Ye Yu knows, he won't hit me, will he? 4K

The testing stele, to put it simply, is a device that can test a cultivator's current realm, as well as their luck and talent.

In the world of cultivation, luck is not something ethereal or illusory; it is a real thing.

Some people are just born lucky. They can find money just by going out, or they can buy ancient martial arts techniques or ancient medicinal herbs that no one else wants at auctions.

Some people spend their entire lives in the same place, and no matter how hard they try, they can only become stepping stones for others.

Those chosen ones are blessed with talent and good fortune; they can succeed as long as they put in a lot of effort. These are people with great luck.

Ye Yu was one of them.

"Who wants to go up on stage first?" Lan Mulian looked around at everyone and asked.

A bewitching and alluring woman floated lightly to Lan Mulian's side and said with a gentle smile, "Let me try it first."

The two sisters exchanged a glance and then tacitly looked away.

I wonder what my senior sister looks like... Could she look similar to Fei Ying...? Mu Zhi'an, sitting below the stage, remained calm, but her eyes held a hint of curiosity as she gazed longingly at the two sisters.

Lan Feiying stretched out her fair, white hand and gently placed it on the stone tablet.

A wisp of spiritual energy was injected into the stone tablet, causing the pitch-black tablet to instantly emit a pale white light.

"Eighth level of Qi Refining!"

When Lan Feiying's true skill level appeared on the stone tablet, everyone below the stage was somewhat surprised, their eyes burning as they stared at the tall woman.

Fei Ying is a well-known name in Tianxuan City. She is the chief auctioneer of Chenxi Auction House. Many of them have seen her, but no one would have thought that a chief auctioneer would have the level of Qi Refining Rank 8.

"What does that white light on the stone tablet mean?" someone in the audience suddenly asked, staring at the pale white light emanating from the stone tablet.

“I remember that the sect’s last assessment used a similar stone tablet to test a cultivator’s talent and luck. If I remember correctly, this light represents luck… White light means that Miss Fei Ying’s luck is higher than that of a normal cultivator.”

"If someone has average luck, the stone tablet will not emit any light. But if someone has extremely bad luck, the stone tablet will emit a black light."

“If luck can determine a cultivator’s life, then what’s the point of cultivating?” someone said, quite unconvinced.

A cultivator beside him sneered, "If you really have to say, luck can really determine a cultivator's life. Think about it, you and a friend you grew up with have the same talent, but the other person has more adventures than you. By the time you reach the Refining Spirit Realm, he might have already obtained some inheritance and advanced to the Returning Void Realm through his own luck."

Cultivating immortality is not something that can be achieved solely through talent and hard work; talent is one aspect, but so is luck.

Someone in the crowd muttered to himself thoughtfully, "So, the reason my partner caught me at the brothel a couple of days ago was just bad luck?"

"You got caught because you frequent those places!" A hearty laugh rang out from the crowd.

For a moment, a burst of good-natured laughter from men echoed from the arena.

Huang Manting twirled a strand of hair between her fingers, glanced at him, and said with a smile, "If Ye Yu hadn't called out Young Master Mu's name at the end a couple of days ago, the fact that Young Master Mu was with Lingxuan and the others that day probably wouldn't have been exposed."

"It seems that Young Master Mu's luck isn't very good either."

Mu Zhian smiled calmly and said, "I didn't intend to hide it. After all, I made a promise to Lingxuan and Qian'er, and I will keep my promise no matter what."

Mu Zhian attempted to cultivate an image of a man of integrity and trustworthiness in front of the Ye sisters.

Huang Manting curled her lip, seemingly dismissive.

This kind of talk can only fool some naive little girls.

Just as Huang Manting thought of this, she noticed that Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian's expressions seemed to have softened considerably.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly.

It seems that Young Master Mu's words were meant for the Ye sisters...

His target was clear from the beginning...it was the Ye sisters.

This made Huang Manting feel somewhat resentful.

In terms of looks alone, in what way is she inferior to the Ye sisters?

Why would Mu Zhian turn down women who are throwing themselves at him and instead pursue two immature girls? Could it be that he has some special interest?

But that shouldn't be the case, considering that Bai Ruoxi, whom he pursued before, was a mature and sophisticated woman in terms of both figure and appearance... What was this person thinking?

"Ye Yu is on stage!"

A voice suddenly came from the crowd, and Mu Zhian looked up.

A slightly thin boy dressed in a black robe was seen slowly walking up the steps onto the stage.

He listened to the commotion and discussion below the stage, but his face remained expressionless.

But upon closer inspection, one would realize that Ye Yu actually quite enjoys people's gazes; he's just suppressing his inner joy.

He glanced casually at Mu Zhian below the stage.

But just then, they saw Mu Zhian reach out and stroke Ye Lingxuan's long hair that cascaded down like a waterfall.

The action was so subtle that neither Huang Manting nor Ye Qian noticed it.

Ye Lingxuan glanced at him sideways and transmitted her voice, "Young Master Mu, please have some self-respect."

Mu Zhian replied telepathically, "There were flies in your hair, I just brushed them away for you."

Ye Lingxuan clearly didn't believe it, but seeing that Mu Zhian had already withdrawn his hand, she gave up on the idea.

It seems she still has a good impression of me, she hasn't gotten angry... Mu Zhi'an understood, and continued to transmit his voice, "Sister Lingxuan—"

Ding.

As soon as he opened his mouth to transmit his voice, Mu Zhian suddenly heard a buzzing sound in his head.

Ye Lingxuan declined the private message and gave him a brief, indifferent glance.

Mu Zhian tried to transmit his voice again, but all he got was a "ding" sound in his head.

Ye Lingxuan still refused to send a private message.

This girl is quite arrogant... Mu Zhian had no choice but to look away and gently place his hand on the back of Ye Qian's hand.

Ye Qian's body trembled slightly. She glanced at Mu Zhi'an in a flustered manner before quickly averting her gaze.

But he didn't push Mu Zhian's hand away.

Mu Zhian looked up at Ye Yu, who was staring at them, and gave him a thumbs up.

This gesture, seemingly encouraging, conveyed to Ye Yu a sense of "Your two younger sisters are both wonderful, and I like them both very much."

The level of taunting is immediately maxed out.

Ye Yu almost couldn't contain his anger and rushed off the stage, but he knew in his heart that he absolutely couldn't lose his composure at this moment.

He took a deep breath to calm himself, and then, under countless gazes, placed his palm on the black stone tablet.

In that instant, a golden light shot into the sky!

The golden light almost overshadowed the sunlight, making it incredibly dazzling on the high platform!

Although he wasn't handsome, Ye Yu at this moment captivated many female cultivators.

A person with great fortune!

"Ye Yu, Qi Refining Realm, Second Grade!"

In reality, Ye Yu's cultivation level is indeed lower than that of the others participating in the sect assessment.

But you should know that Ye Yu's cultivation level had fallen to the Refining Essence realm for a long time in the past. He rushed back to the Qi Refining realm in less than a few months!

Gazing at the golden light emanating from the black stone tablet, and at Ye Yu standing silently on the stage, pretending to be a master, everyone was filled with emotion.

"This young master of the Ye family is truly remarkable. If he can dedicate himself to cultivation in the future, his future will be limitless."

"He is exceptionally talented, and even his luck is far superior to that of ordinary cultivators. If there is a chosen one in this world, he is probably the one."

The cultivators below the stage were all moved, and Mu Zhian also exclaimed, "Ye Yu's talent is truly astonishing."