I seek death to dominate the world of immortality

While Gu Sheng was stunned, Su Cheng crouched down, went into the house and slammed the door.

She calmed her accelerated heartbeat, shook her head, threw the space bag that Gu Sheng had sent her aside, and began to study the flaws of the flying talisman.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

The test to select assistants has finally begun.

Su Cheng, who had not been out for a long time, came to the scene in person, causing cheers from all the disciples.

Su Cheng is a cheerful person with social anxiety. She felt embarrassed when she saw so many people cheering for her and vying to be her assistant.

She greeted everyone with a smile, causing the female practitioners to blush and their hearts beat fast.

Shen Le looked at Su Cheng on the stage with a determined expression.

Sun Dongyang glanced at Shen Le and said, "It seems that you are well prepared."

Shen Le raised his eyebrows: "Are you scared?"

Sun Dongyang laughed and said, "What a joke, would I be afraid of you, a person with five spiritual roots?"

Shen Le frowned: "Besides talking about my spiritual roots, what else can you do?"

Sun Dongyang said with a smile: "I still have a lot, such as the talent you envy, and the cultivation that is far beyond yours."

"Five Spiritual Roots, from today on, you will be my maid, and work like a cow or a horse for me. Are you nervous?"

"But don't be afraid. I have never been a master who mistreats servants. As long as you are obedient, I will not make things difficult for you."

Shen Le gritted his teeth and said, "I hope you can smile when you apologize to me."

Sun Dongyang smiled even more happily: "I won't let this happen."

Shen Le felt powerless, as if she couldn't win against a scoundrel. She snorted and said, "I won't argue with you. Let's see who's the winner on the field."

Sun Dongyang smiled: "Okay~"

At this time, An Dong, who was in charge of distributing the test papers, discovered that two people had suddenly appeared among the contestants - Xiao Yang and Xiao Bai.

An Dong didn't give them the test papers.

Xiao Yang and Xiao Bai: "Why don't you let me participate in the competition?!"

An Dong said helplessly: "Brother Xiao, only the new disciples of this year can participate in this competition, so don't come and join in the fun."

"And you, Xiaobai, you are not even from the Changbai Sect, so it's even worse."

Xiao Yang and Xiao Bai tried to threaten An Dong with their strength.

Gu Sheng discovered the situation here in time and quickly drove the two out, and the game officially began.

Xiao Yang and Xiao Bai were very dissatisfied. Su Cheng stayed in his cave every day and played by himself without taking them with him.

They are boring and have big opinions.

Su Cheng wanted to take a look at the test paper and couldn't help but praise it: "Not bad, not bad, this test paper is well written. Who wrote it?"

Gu Sheng raised his eyebrows and held his head high. "Among all the people in Changbai Sect, except you, who else can reach this level?"

Su Cheng rolled his eyes and said, "I read it wrong. The paper is just average."

An hour later, the game ended.

Several elders were marking the papers on the spot.

The contestants in the audience were waiting nervously.

Especially the outer disciples.

They not only care about their own grades, but also care more about Shen Le's grades.

Because the bet between Shen Le and Sun Dongyang was ostensibly a contest between the two of them.

But in fact it was a contest between outer disciples and inner disciples.

They all hoped to get good results, and they also hoped that Shen Le could win the bet, give those inner disciples a slap in the face, and win face for them, the outer disciples.

Compared to their nervousness, the inner disciples seemed more relaxed.

Since they were young, they have been called the best among men by the people around them. They are very confident in their own abilities and believe that if they are not the first, they should be the second.

Zhan Fengliu felt very novel about today's competition format and also participated in grading the test papers.

He excitedly corrected his students' papers according to the correct answers.

I would make a few comments from time to time, saying something like this child's handwriting is beautiful, but it's a pity that he didn't get many questions right.

The child's grades were okay, but his handwriting was as ugly as Su Cheng's. He was very talkative, and Li Zhenjing advised him to speak more quietly because the students below could hear him.

So he waved his hand, created a barrier, isolated their voices, and continued his comments.

Now that the disciples could no longer hear the discussions of the sect leader and the elders, they became even more nervous.

Zhan Fengliu was correcting the marks when he suddenly shouted, "Oh my God!"

Yang Ziqi, who was sitting next to him, was startled. He covered his chest and complained, "Master, why are you so startled?"

Zhan Fengliu looked at the paper in his hand in shock and said to himself, "Is this impossible?"

Yang Ziqi: "What's impossible?"

Su Cheng curiously leaned over to take a look, "Full marks, amazing."

Several elders immediately began to speculate whose disciple this was.

Yang Ziqi and Shangguan Duoduo argued endlessly, both thinking that the person should be their own apprentice.

Zhan Fengliu announced the answer: "No, neither."

Li Zhenjing seemed to have the answer in his mind, but he still asked: "Who is that?"

Su Cheng saw the name at the top of the scroll and said in surprise, "It's Shen Le."

Everyone was stunned.

At this time, Gu Sheng had finished grading the last test paper in his hand.

Everyone's results are in An Dong's hands.

Yang Ziqi quickly ran to him and searched through it, and found the paper of his apprentice.

After seeing the score above, she couldn't help but curse.

"What the hell! You can't even beat the outer disciples! You're really embarrassing me!"

She turned her head to look at Zhan Fengliu and asked loudly, "Master, can the new disciple withdraw?"

Gu Sheng said quietly: "If I can quit, I would also like to quit."

The disciples in the audience could not hear the conversation between the sect leader and the elders, but they could see their expressions and movements.

Yang Ziqi's excited reaction sparked a heated discussion.

"Why is the Great Elder so excited?"

Among the inner sect disciples, some were frightened by Yang Ziqi's fierce glare.

"It's over. I didn't fail the test."

It wasn't long before the rankings of the competition were sorted out.

Zhan Fengliu lifted the soundproof barrier and said, "An Dong, announce the result."

The students in the audience suddenly became quiet, and they all stared at An Dong, looking forward to hearing their own results, yet also somewhat afraid to hear their own results.

An Dong looked at the scroll in his hand with mixed feelings.

He brushed his palm across the words on the scroll, and the golden characters left the scroll, floating in the air, appearing before everyone's eyes.

After seeing the clear handwriting above, everyone fell silent.

In the crowd, a surprised scream broke the silence: "Xiao Le! You are the first place!"

"Oh my god! Xiaole! That's your name! You're number one!"

"Xiao Le! You are so amazing! How did you do it?"

Shen Le was rocked by his fellow disciples as he stared blankly at the golden words floating in the air, and he felt as if he was floating on the clouds.

Everyone looked at her with different expressions.

There is relief, shock, joy and admiration.

Of course, there is also suspicion and jealousy.

The cheers from the outer disciples became louder and louder, and everyone was happy for Shen Le, as if they had won the first place themselves.

Those outer disciples who were at the bottom of the rankings were also very happy.

I didn't feel sad at all about my last-place result.

Because they had regained their dignity after being crushed by the inner disciples for a long time, this joy greatly overshadowed the sadness brought by being at the bottom. (End of this chapter)