27: Chapter 27 Another Female Elder

The first panel that caught his eye belonged to the Grand Elder standing at the very front:

[Name: Great Elder Qin Cangyue]

[Gender: Male]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation: Golden Core Stage Level 2]

[Personality: 1. Moderate: No obvious inclinations 2. Sect: Values Sect interests more, placing them before personal emotions]

[Innate Luck: 1. Smart and Bald (Purple): Very smart, to the point that his hair cannot stay up; his Comprehension Ability for Cultivation is quite high, but his personal charisma has become quite low due to his appearance. 2. Wind Chaser (Blue): Likes running against the wind; his Wind Spiritual Root is better than the average person's. 3. Bachelor Aristocrat (Blue): Destined to be difficult to have a Dao Companion, but easy to gain personal fame and reputation. 4. Slight Luck (Purple): Carries a small amount of Luck, better than the average person's.]

[Acquired Luck: Spiritual Spring Body Tempering (Purple): Body has been tempered by the Hundred-Year Spiritual Spring, making his Physique purer and his Cultivation efficiency high.]

Mo Zixing's gaze lingered on the shiny reflection atop Elder Qin's head, and he couldn't quite keep a straight face.

No wonder the Grand Elder's head was so smooth; is this the price one must pay to become a powerhouse?

Immediately after, his gaze fell upon Su Li.

Her panel information was exactly the same as what he had seen before.

There was nothing new.

Beside Su Li, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, was another female Elder he did not recognize.

This female Elder wore a long dress; her appearance was delicate and gentle, with a soft smile between her brows, looking very approachable.

Her beautiful attire formed a stark contrast with Su Li, who stood beside her with only her eyes revealed.

She pulled a small white bottle from somewhere and handed it to Su Li, saying softly:

"Senior Sister, this is the Heart-Stabilizing Pill I refined for you overnight."

Su Li nodded gently, took it, and tucked it into her sleeve, clearly accustomed to this.

Mo Zixing's gaze lingered on this Elder, and the System panel popped up:

[Name: Liu Qingyan]

[Gender: Female]

[Race: Human]

[Cultivation: Crystallization Stage Level 2]

[Personality: 1. Selfish: Focuses on personal interests, willing to sacrifice others to achieve goals 2. Power: Strives to control power, taking this as a major life goal]

[Innate Luck: 1. Expert Woodchopper (Green): Naturally skilled with blades; her blade technique Aptitude is relatively better than the average person's. 2. Calculating (Green): Has a talent for thinking and disguising; her Comprehension Ability is slightly stronger than the average person's, and she possesses a certain amount of charisma. 3. Alchemy Fanatic (Blue): Naturally has a certain affinity for Alchemy; her Alchemy Aptitude is much stronger than the average person's.]

[Acquired Luck: None]

Seeing Liu Qingyan's traits, Mo Zixing frowned almost imperceptibly.

Selfish, power-hungry?

And an Alchemy Fanatic with a talent for Alchemy?

Didn't Su Li's panel have a [Chronic Drug Poison] trait of black quality?

How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

While he was pondering this, Su Li had already nodded slightly to the Grand Elder Great Elder Qin Cangyue beside her.

Then she stepped forward and walked out from the ranks of Elders.

Standing at the very front of the high platform, her cold gaze swept across the entire Martial Arts Field, which had been somewhat restless, and it instantly became so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

As she signaled with her hand, several Inner Sect Disciples walked out quickly.

In pairs, they carried rows of glass-ball-like objects forward and placed them neatly in the open space of the Martial Arts Field.

The spheres were engraved with some basic Spirit Gathering Array patterns; while they looked unremarkable, they were the Magical Artifacts for cultivation testing that the Mingyu Sect had used for hundreds of years.

Su Li's voice, carried by Qi, spread throughout the entire Martial Arts Field, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"The first round of the Inner Sect Disciple assessment has only one requirement: inject Qi into the Spirit Testing Crystal Ball."

"Anyone who can shatter it passes this round of screening and may advance to the next round of testing."

"Possessing at least Qi Refining Level 3 cultivation is sufficient to reach the standard for shattering the Spirit Testing Crystal Ball."

As her voice faded, a low murmur arose from below the stage.

The crowd automatically divided and began walking toward the testing area in rows.

After all, it was just the most basic cultivation test.

The progress of the testing was quite fast.

Most of the Disciples who had come prepared passed smoothly; after injecting their Qi, the crystal balls shattered in response.

There was also a small portion of Disciples who were just holding a 'try it and see' attitude, who hadn't even reached Qi Refining Level 3.

They poured their Qi in, but the crystal balls didn't even have a single crack, and in the end, they could only be dejectedly escorted out of the Martial Arts Field.

Don't think the threshold of Qi Refining Level 3 is high.

For an ordinary Cultivator with average Aptitude, it takes one to two years of hard Cultivation to reach it.

On the high platform, Great Elder Qin Cangyue watched the orderly testing below, stroked his smooth head, and nodded with satisfaction.

Soon, it was Mo Zixing and Jiang Yuwei's turn.

Jiang Yuwei stepped forward first and gently placed her hand on the Spirit Testing Crystal Ball.

A wisp of soft Qi was injected into it, and with a crisp crack, the crystal ball shattered into pieces in response.

The Disciple in charge of checking nearby immediately called out loudly:

"Jiang Yuwei, pass!"

Mo Zixing smiled and signaled to his happy Junior Sister, then stepped forward and casually placed his hand on a new crystal ball.

He deliberately restrained himself, outputting only enough Qi to just cross the threshold of Qi Refining Level 4.

The crystal ball shattered in response just the same, no different from the other Disciples who had passed.

The deacon called out loudly:

"Mo Zixing, pass!"

No one noticed that Great Elder Qin Cangyue on the high platform narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Mo Zixing thoughtfully.

Others only assumed he had just crossed the threshold, but his Golden Core Stage cultivation allowed him to notice more.

This kid controlled his Qi with ease; his current performance seemed like he had deliberately concealed his cultivation.

Ordinary Disciples would be dying to show their full strength in the assessment to Elders like them.

Why was this kid hiding it instead?

...

In less than the time it takes to burn half an incense stick.

The first round of screening ended.

In the end, fewer than two hundred people remained after passing the first round of screening, gathering uniformly in the center of the Martial Arts Field, waiting for subsequent assessment arrangements.

Su Li stood on the high platform, looking at the dense crowd of Disciples below, a rare trace of softness flashing in her cold eyes.

With so many young Disciples with potential, the Sect's future was quite bright.

But not long after this softness appeared, she suddenly felt a familiar stinging pain from her Dantian, and her whole body went slightly numb.

She frowned subconsciously, assuming it was just a recurrence of her old injury.

Her Foundation had been damaged for many years; this kind of sudden pain had long become the norm, and it had been occurring more and more frequently recently.

Under the cover of her sleeve, she quietly took out the bottle of Heart-Stabilizing Pills that Liu Qingyan had just given her.

She poured one out and quickly put it into her mouth while pretending to adjust her veil.

As the Medicinal Pill entered her stomach and its medicinal power dispersed, the stinging pain in her Dantian indeed subsided quite a bit.

Su Li sighed slightly in relief, her heart full of gratitude.

It was fortunate that Qingyan was there.

Only she had always stayed by her side; even when her appearance was completely destroyed and her Foundation was damaged, she had never left.

If not for her persuasion this time, she would not have taken this step, nor would she have had the chance to obtain the Spiritual Spring opportunity promised by the Sect.

Meanwhile, Mo Zixing, down below the stage, watched Su Li's action of swallowing the medicine the entire time.

He saw it clearly: this Medicinal Pill was from the bottle that Liu Qingyan had personally handed to her just a moment ago.

As the Medicinal Pill entered her stomach, the [Chronic Drug Poison] trait on Su Li's panel suddenly trembled.