Chapter 12: 12

  The annual selection testing ended, and a dozen people stood together. Elder Huang, as the one to announce the results, stood at the edge of the platform, to allow them to see him easily. Coincidentally, he blocked Ling Qingxuan’s figure completely.

Holding the list of names, he squinted his eyes, pointed at Feng Jue, “You, come forward.”

Feng Jue excitedly yet nervously walked to the front, specifically calling on him, could it be that he was chosen?

However, the next words Elder Huang said caused his face to pale.

“Except for you, the others can enter my QianKun Sect.”

There were a couple hundred people below the platform, all their eyes were on his body, he felt like he was standing on needles as his eyes lowered.

The surrounding people started to whisper. He couldn’t hear them clearly, but they were either calling him an embarrassment or a joke. He gritted his teeth tightly, big boulders stacked upon his heart, he almost couldn’t breathe. He felt as if he was about to suffocate, but if he were to faint, it would be even more embarrassing.

Miss Ling, was she looking at him right now? It was best if she did not see this.

“Who was the person who recommended you? With this kind of aptitude, it’s just slightly better than ordinary people, my QianKun sect actually has such a blind person?”

Elder Huang was just worried about how there was nowhere to vent his anger, so he took it out on Feng Jue.

Bearing such a big humiliation and pressure, Feng Jue looked towards Qi Yuan who stood out in the crowd, but saw her turn, avoiding his eyes.

It was his fault for not working hard, he can’t cause young miss Qi Yuan any trouble.

Feng Jue laughed bitterly as he bowed, “No one recommended me. It was I, myself who wanted to come to QianKun sect in hope of learning.”

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“Such an unremarkable aptitude and you still dared to come to my QianKun Sect, are you purposely trying to smear our name? Someone, come, throw him out.”

One humiliation after another was being thrown at him, Feng Jue looked up and stared at him, “Just because of an unremarkable aptitude you want to throw someone out, is this the teachings of QianKun Sect?”

This brat actually dared to talk back, and his eyes made one uncomfortable. Elder Huang raised his hand, he was about to use his strength to speak, but before the wave of spiritual power could hit Feng Jue, it suddenly disappeared, someone dispersed it.

The loose strands of Feng Jue’s hair were blown upwards, and he saw the person who had appeared next to Elder Huang and his eyes widened, then he immediately hung his head low.

“Why hasn’t the disciple accepting ceremony started yet?” Ling Qingxuan asked, she wanted to return to the Xuan Qing palace already, there was nothing interesting happening here.

She appeared at the edge of the platform, her slender figure was a stark contrast to Elder Huang. Her cold eyes scanned below, and the person holding the wooden hammer involuntarily sounded the gong.

“The disciple accepting ceremony begins!”

Due to the end of the selection, they all were guided to the other side, only Feng Jue stood in place, looking out of place.

With Ling Qingxuan around, Elder Huang dared not continue to vent his frustration, he coldly flicked his sleeve with a cold hmph as he returned to his seat, silently deciding to snatch whoever Ling Qingxuan chooses as her disciple from her. 

The disciple accepting ceremony was for the sect master and the elders to pick any new disciples they set their eyes on. Then the chosen disciples will formally be accepted under the wings of the master, as long as they perform well, and have high-quality aptitude they would not have to be worried about not being chosen.

The disciples all looked at Mu Lin with eyes of envy, with such a genius here, there will undoubtedly be a big competition with him in the center.

The platform lowered, the sect master and elders’ figure appeared before the crowd, they were all in awe as they tried their best to present their best selves.

Feng Jue felt that he shouldn't keep standing there, but he also felt that he couldn’t leave. He silently peeked at the eye-catching lady, and his self-esteem lowered even further. He heard the others discuss, Elder Ling was the strongest out of all the elders, but she did not have a single disciple under her name yet, the people who passed the selection all wanted to become her disciple.

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