Since the arrival of the disciples from various sects, every corner of the Beast Taming Sect has been bustling with activity.
Xian Shiyu was particularly delighted. With her lively personality, the arrival of so many beautiful young girls made her even happier. She went around making friends everywhere.
Within just a few days, Xian Shiyu had become well - acquainted with Hong Chaoyang, Qi Nian, and Jiang Zhiyun.
They often went in groups to some interesting places in the Beast Taming Sect for gatherings. However, the relationship between Jiang Zhiyun and Qing Qing remained awkward.
Due to Qing Qing's status as the young master of the sect, others always showed great respect to him. After a few times, Qing Qing stopped participating in their gatherings.
Later, He Xianyin and He Zhaoxue joined the gatherings, and the group had a great time together.
In contrast, Qing Qing seemed rather lonely.
After Shen Qing learned that Qing Qing was a man, she felt a bit awkward at first. But when she met Qing Qing's aggrieved eyes, her heart softened.
"What should we do about Qing Qing?"
Li Xian was wiping his sword and replied, "In the Green Wood Sect, it has always been the women who hold the position of sect master, which is the opposite of the Beast Taming Sect. I think this is an opportunity."
Shen Qing nodded. "If Chu Lanqiu can really become the young master of the Beast Taming Sect, the elders of the Green Wood Sect will surely reconsider the matter. After all, Qing Qing..."
"So, Chu Lanqiu must become the young master!"
A hint of gloom flashed in Li Xian's eyes, and his lips tightened involuntarily.
He found it quite a coincidence about Qing Qing's identity. Over the years, they had become close friends. How could he not be worried when he saw his friend in an uncertain situation?
Moreover, Qing Qing's situation reminded Li Xian of himself.
If someone had given him a helping hand back then, it would have been great.
Li Xian looked at Shen Qing. He saw her sitting in meditation seriously under the sun. Although she seemed comfortable, there was a slight frown on her brow, worrying about Qing Qing.
Shen Qing was always like this, caring about so many people and things.
There were clearly some things that she could just ignore. But as long as someone had shown kindness to her, she would give her whole heart.
Perhaps Shen Qing herself hadn't realized yet that the more she cherished a relationship, the more cautious she became.
Just like their relationship. It seemed that Shen Qing was still oblivious, not understanding or knowing. In fact, she just lacked confidence in herself and didn't dare to truly accept this relationship.
Alas...
Well, the road ahead is long and the path is difficult. We should just keep moving forward.
After the group had stayed in the Beast Taming Sect for a week, the day of the disciple selection finally arrived. The question for the first round was announced on the examination ground.
The disciples participating in the selection were all neatly dressed and standing upright on the training ground.
The elders and disciples from other sects who came to watch the competition were arranged on the spectator stands surrounding the training ground.
These spectator stands were quickly built by the Beast Taming Sect in a hurry because of the arrival of people from various sects.
Fortunately, most of the disciples in the Beast Taming Sect were strong male cultivators. With the help of spells, they quickly built a simple spectator stand.
However, the people sitting on it felt a bit itchy on their butts.
Because of the rush, the small splinters on the wood hadn't been properly removed, so some people took out cushions.
Since there were procedures to follow, first the sect master gave a speech, then Elder Shi spoke, and then the rules had to be explained. So the process took a long time.
The cultivators quietly took out small cauldrons or books from their storage bags and started to read. Some even put out melon seeds and snacks and began to whisper with the people around them.
Shen Qing sighed that the storage bags of the cultivators were truly all - encompassing.
Elder Yaoyue was sitting in front of Shen Qing. When she saw Master Kunshan speaking on the high platform, her eyebrows involuntarily frowned.
She turned her gaze to Master Huxiao standing beside Master Kunshan, with a strange look in her eyes.
It was the first time for Shen Qing to watch such a large - scale competition, and her curious eyes were looking around.
She immediately saw Chu Lanqiu standing at the front of the Beast Taming Sect disciples. But she was looking up at Master Kunshan with worry in her eyes.
Shen Qing knew that Master Kunshan's end was near, and she felt respect and regret for this elder.
Cultivation emphasized both the state of mind and comprehension. Without either of them, one could never break through.
Only with both might one have a chance to achieve the Great Dao.
But after overhearing the conversation between Immortal Huiyan and Fei Fei, Shen Qing began to suspect Master Kunshan's impending fall.
According to Shen Qing's knowledge, there was no medicine in the cultivation world that could stop a cultivator from advancing. If a cultivator was drugged, the medicine could at most damage the cultivator's body.
Thinking of this, Shen Qing whispered to Li Xian beside her, "You once said that you could have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage before you went to the Sea Coral City, but you didn't. What was the reason?"
Li Xian knew that Shen Qing was thinking of Master Kunshan. Although he thought it was unlikely, he still explained.
"I had an epiphany, but my master said it was not suitable for me to advance at that time. So he asked me to take the Flowing Spirit Pill, which blocked the flow of spiritual power in my meridians. Even with an epiphany, it was difficult to advance when the spiritual power was blocked."
After the explanation, Li Xian got closer to Shen Qing and whispered in her ear, "I know you're worried about Master Kunshan."
"However, Master Kunshan's cultivation is at least in the Void Refinement stage. This method won't work on him."
Shen Qing felt a bit disappointed. She had hoped to find the reason for Master Kunshan's inability to advance, but it turned out not to be the case.
But then a flash of inspiration came to Shen Qing, and she thought of Lin Yibai's system.
Those strange systems seemed to be able to produce all kinds of medicine. But the medicine given to people like Pei Xuanjing was all related to the Demon Realm.
Maybe... the medicine given to Master Kunshan was also from the Demon Realm?
But there was no one around her who knew about the Demon Realm, which was a bit of a problem.
Shen Qing pulled herself back from her thoughts and listened to Master Kunshan explain the question for the first round.
This disciple selection had a total of three rounds, using a point - based system.
The one with the highest score in the three rounds would be the champion.
The first round was to identify spiritual beasts.
The examiners would randomly place some things like the fur or scales of three spiritual beasts on the desks of the disciples participating in the selection.
These spiritual beasts were divided into low, medium, and high levels. The disciples needed to write down the names, species, and living habits of these spiritual beasts.
If they answered correctly, they would get the corresponding points.
As soon as the answering started, the field instantly fell silent.
Chu Lanqiu just took a simple look at the things on the table and then started writing.
To prevent the disciples from cheating, there was a shielding stone placed at each disciple's seat. The disciples could only see the things and writing tools on their own seats.
But the people outside the field could clearly see the disciples answering.
Most of the disciples could easily identify the species of the low - level spiritual beasts on the table. But when it came to the medium - level spiritual beasts, half of the disciples slowed down and sometimes had to stop and think.
When it came to the high - level spiritual beasts, most of the disciples put down their pens and scratched their heads.
The only ones still writing vigorously on the field were Chu Lanqiu, Fei Fei, and three other disciples.