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nTranslator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

nUpon hearing Ma Liang’s words, Bai Weiwei became even more determined to become stronger.

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nHer father had said that the more difficult the situation was, the braver she must be. So long as she charged forward without fear, she’d have a long path of immortal cultivation before her.

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nThus, when it was her turn to test, she looked very calm.

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nShe strode forward and took a deep breath.

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nThen, she mobilized her spirit energy and injected it into the stone tablet.

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nA number slowly rose from the stone tablet.

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nAs Bai Weiwei waited nervously, the stone tablet finally gave a number.

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n“Bai Weiwei, the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, age 15, third level, passed.”

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nBai Weiwei widened her eyes as she looked at the number in front of her.

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nThere wasn’t any joy after hearing that she had passed. She only felt endless disappointment.

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nBack then, she had been a genius who was half a step into the Foundation Establishment Realm at the age of ten and was the focus of everyone’s attention. Now she was fifteen years old but her cultivation strength had dropped to the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm.

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nFortunately, she had gradually accepted the reality over the years.

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n“Tsk, you just have the advantage of young age. Don’t forget that there are two more tests after this,” Ma Liang mocked her.

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nMost of the outer sect disciples were at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of fifteen.

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nBai Weiwei was able to pass because she was young.

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nIf she was still at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation Realm at the age of twenty, she would be kicked out of the sect.

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nAfter that, it was Ma Liang’s turn to test his talent.

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nAfter Ma Liang injected his spirit energy into the stone tablet, a trace of emotion appeared in the pockmarked elder’s calm eyes.

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nHe smiled and said, “Ma Liang, the peak of the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm, age 18, fourth level, passed!”

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nInstantly, other disciples cast envious and admiring gazes at him.

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nThe first test was half way through, and although Ma Liang wasn’t the most talented disciple, he was in the top tire.

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nHe was only behind Yang Mu, who was at the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and He Long, who was at the eighth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but both of them were inner sect disciples after all.

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nAmong the outer sect disciples, Ma Liang was the best.

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n“Well, how come he’s so much more talented than us?”

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n“Yeah, some people are born geniuses. We must do better in the second test.”

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n…

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nBai Weiwei discovered that these people had all passed the first test.

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nDisciples like her who relied on the advantage of age to past the first test would face the tests of spirt energy purity and combat ability with their own cultivation strength.

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nHow could she pass those two tests with weak cultivation strength?

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nThinking of this, the joy of passing the first test vanished completely.

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nBai Weiwei looked around and realized that there were about one thousand people who had passed the first test. But there were more than 30,000 disciples participating in the Sword Worship Assembly.

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nIt did not mean that those eliminated disciples were not strong enough. Many of them were powerful inner sect disciples. However, they failed either because of age or other reasons. In short, their talent was not good enough.

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nIt showed how much the cultivation world valued talent.

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nThe first test soon ended, and it was time for the second test.

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nUnder the guidance of the pockmarked elder, the disciples formed a long line and began the next test.

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nA solemn-looking inner sect disciple was holding a black sword in his hand, trying to show off.

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nHe shouted, “Rainbow Piercing the Sun!”

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nA red sword light shot towards the seven-colored black stone tablet.

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nJust when everyone thought that the stone tablet would be cut in half, it let out a buzzing sound.

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nAbsorbing the energy from the sword, the black stone tablet slowly turned scarlet.

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nA trace of disappointment flashed in the pockmarked elder’s eyes. Although this guy was an inner sect disciple, his spirit energy was not pure enough. He was not as good as he looked.

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nThe elder shook his head and shouted, “Wang Yun, the spirit energy purity is at level one. You failed. The red color or level three is the passing line. Next!”

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nThe elder’s words caused a huge uproar among the disciples.

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nThis was an inner sect disciple and he got only level one, but they must get a level three or above to pass the test. In other words, only the red, green, blue, and purple colors could be considered as passing.

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nFor a moment, the disciples were deep in thought.

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nNot long after, the pockmarked elder’s voice sounded once again. This time, it sounded a little surprised.

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n“Yang Mu, blue, sixth level of spiritual energy purity, passed!”

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nEveryone looked at the youth in the center. He raised his head arrogantly, as if he was the king of the world.

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nHe enjoyed the admiration of the audience.

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nThen He Long also passed the test, and the purity of his spirit energy was actually on par with Yang Mu’s.

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nAfter more than half of the disciples finished testing, it was finally Bai Weiwei’s turn.

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nShe had already mentally prepared herself for this moment before the assembly began.

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nShe had changed the black sword to the Spirit Nurturing Pill.

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nShe knew her cultivation strength was not stable. She only hoped to slow down her cultivation strength decline.

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nHowever, reality slapped her in the face. Without the black sword, the strength of her sword energy would be greatly reduced.

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nAnd the sword in her hand was the wooden sword that she had used when she was little.

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nNo one would lower the threshold because of her hard work.

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nBai Weiwei walked up to the stone tablet with her head lowered.

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nThe moment she took out the wooden sword, it caused quite a stir.

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nAfter all those who dared to use a wooden sword were either extremely confident in their own strength, or fools who overestimated themselves.

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nWhen Ma Liang saw this, he was amused.

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nHe shouted, “Hahaha, look here. Isn’t she the genius Bai Weiwei? As a Qi Condensation Realm disciple, she dares to bring a wooden sword to do the test. She’s really amazing.”

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nHearing Ma Liang’s ridicule, those who didn’t pass and those who had passed but looked down on her joined the mocking team.

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n“Do you still think you’re a genius?”

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n“This girl was kicked by a donkey in the head, right? Or is she just a donkey?”

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n“Hehe, if she can pass, I’ll stand on my head and eat sh*t!”

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nHearing the mocking words, she remembered her parents’ expectations for her. On the stage, people from other sects were waiting to enjoy the show.

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nBai Weiwei had no way out.

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nHence, she smiled resolutely.

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nIt was just a test, nothing much!

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nAt the elder’s nod, she raised the wooden sword.

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nWhite spirit energy covered the wooden sword, resonating with it.

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nHer eyes gradually became firm.

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nBai Weiwei squeezed out every bit of the spirit energy in her body, adding it to the sword again and again.

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nIt was as if she couldn’t feel the depletion of the spirit energy in her body.

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nTowards the end, she still crazily squeezed out the spirit energy from her body.

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nHowever, it was far from enough!

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nShe formed a seal in the void and tapped it on her chest.

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nShe forced out a mouthful of blood from her heart!

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n“Do you want to die?” The pockmarked elder shouted angrily.

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nHe knew this secret technique. The blood essence would increase the strength of the spirit energy in the sword.

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nAnd this disciple in front of him actually forced out the blood from her heart.

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nIf she wasn’t careful, she would be crippled at best and die on the spot at worst!

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nJust as the elder was about to stop her from doing something stupid, a cool voice sounded in his head.

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nThen, the pockmarked elder stopped.

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nHe looked in Xuan Yi’s direction with a puzzled expression.

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n“Huh? Why does Elder Xuan want me to leave the disciple be? If she died, it would be a disgrace in front of the other sect masters.”

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