Chapter 1797: Elderly Youth

The drumbeats gradually subsided, but everyone remained immersed in shock.

Because no one could have imagined that Ye Yuan would achieve the same as Bai Qingyan!

This included Jiang Xueyan and Duan Qinghong.

Elder Hong's pupils contracted, as if he understood something.

"Ye Yuan, sixth-grade upper class! Passes the assessment!"

He looked at Ye Yuan, a gratified expression in his eyes.

"This child is different from the others. He has seen through the reality of the Yaoguang Drum, simplified the complex, and used the power of the Great Dao to resonate with the drum! It looks casual, but in reality, it is countless times more brilliant than the others! While others see a hundred steps ahead, he has already seen a thousand steps! But it seems he is still holding back, though I don't know why." Elder Hong thought to himself.

Since Ye Yuan did not reveal his full strength, he could not judge Ye Yuan's limits.

But without a doubt, Ye Yuan was also a genius!

At least, not inferior to Bai Qingyan.

He had originally thought Ye Yuan was just a supporting role, only able to get first place by following Bai Qingyan.

Now it seemed he was terribly wrong!

"So... so amazing!" Han Yong exclaimed in shock.

Although he had already changed his view of Ye Yuan after reaching the fifth rank himself.

Seeing Ye Yuan effortlessly achieve sixth-grade upper class, on par with Bai Qingyan, he was still deeply shocked.

Yang Fan had a strange expression. He had previously thought Ye Yuan was a braggart, flashy and unreliable, not worth befriending.

Now it seemed he was truly blind.

When Ye Yuan said passing the assessment was easy, it really was easy!

Too easy!

A casual flick and he got sixth-grade upper class—so relaxed, so effortless.

Ye Yuan slowly turned and looked meaningfully in Jiang Xueyan's direction.

Jiang Xueyan's body stiffened, intimidated by Ye Yuan's aura!

Jiang Xueyan's face burned.

With that light flick, Ye Yuan had slapped her a resounding slap.

Even a fool could see that Ye Yuan seemed to have more to give!

Yet he deliberately got a sixth-grade upper class.

Ye Yuan's move was meaningful!

First, Ye Yuan preserved Bai Qingyan's top spot, honoring their bond.

Second, with that flick, Ye Yuan told everyone that he didn't rely on Bai Qingyan to get first place. He was very strong!

Third, Ye Yuan was telling Jiang Xueyan: You cannot suppress my edge! As long as I, Ye Yuan, am willing, I can surpass everyone at any time!

This was a blatant declaration of war!

"The entrance assessment ends here. From now on, you are all disciples of Shadowmoon Sect! Regardless of which sect or school you belonged to before, now you have only one identity: disciples of Shadowmoon Sect! Once you enter our sect, all matters must prioritize the sect's interests! Any act of rebellion against the sect will be punished by death without mercy! Now, ascend the mountain gate, and someone will guide you into the sect!"

Elder Hong's voice echoed before the mountain gate.

The disciples all looked solemn, clearly intimidated by Elder Hong's words.

Ye Yuan, however, was very calm, showing no surprise.

Shadowmoon Sect seemed to have many factions and complex forces.

In fact, it was only to increase competition among disciples and promote their strength improvement that the sect tacitly allowed this.

But if anyone harmed the sect's interests, the sect would spare no effort to eliminate them.

Shadowmoon Sect would not cultivate geniuses for other sects.

In the end, forty-three inner disciples and one hundred and two miscellaneous disciples passed the assessment. Under Qian Ye's lead, they formally entered the sect.

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The main peak of Shadowmoon Sect towered into the clouds, its top invisible at a glance.

Ye Yuan ascended the steps with the crowd, as if stepping into a fairyland.

And the concentration of spiritual energy grew richer as the altitude increased.

Even at this halfway point, the spiritual energy concentration was already countless times stronger than that of an ordinary high-level imperial city.

Shadowmoon Sect had one main peak and nine subsidiary peaks, arranged like nine stars surrounding the moon, majestic and magnificent.

Ye Yuan could feel that this place was truly blessed with outstanding people.

The nine subsidiary peaks were each under the charge of a Transmission Elder. New disciples were all assigned to a Transmission Elder.

Of course, it was only an assignment.

Transmission Elders were all at the True God level; ordinary disciples could hardly ever meet them.

However, each Transmission Elder possessed a sixth-grade cultivation technique.

If one performed outstandingly, they could become a personal disciple of a Transmission Elder.

Then they could learn True God-level techniques and martial skills.

This was what all disciples dreamed of.

Of course, in such a large True God-level sect with thousands of disciples, becoming a personal disciple was extremely difficult.

"This is your identity token! Kid, I have to admire you. Before even entering the sect, you've offended three major factions and our Demon Elephant faction. Do you know how many elders and deacons in Shadowmoon Sect come from these three factions?"

Song Ting tossed the identity token to Ye Yuan, a playful look of mockery on his face.

Ye Yuan took the token and saw the characters "Tianying" engraved on the back, meaning he had been assigned to Tianying Peak.

According to Han Yong, Tianying Peak was the weakest subsidiary peak, with the worst disciples, the scarcest resources, and the fewest techniques and martial skills.

It seemed he was indeed being targeted!

Shadowmoon Sect lacked no geniuses. To preserve Bai Qingyan's top spot, Ye Yuan had not performed brilliantly enough to attract the sect's attention, which he had anticipated.

But which subsidiary peak he was assigned to made little difference to Ye Yuan.

Ye Yuan put away the token and said indifferently, "What does that have to do with me? Only mediocre disciples like you would be interested in such things, right?"

"Mediocre? Hey, are you saying that disciples of Tianzhu Peak are mediocre?"

Song Ting deliberately spoke loudly, immediately drawing unfriendly looks from those around.

Ye Yuan shook his head and sighed, "I mean, doing this kind of welcoming new disciples task shows you're a small fry in the sect. Brother Song, don't you think so? You're not young anymore, yet you can't even break through to the Divine Deity realm, still an outer disciple. I didn't say Tianzhu Peak is mediocre; I mean you've let Tianzhu Peak down!"

The more Ye Yuan spoke, the uglier Song Ting's expression became.

Those unfriendly looks also turned playful.

All things considered, Song Ting was indeed an "elderly youth."

With his aptitude, even if he broke through to the Divine Deity realm, it would be hard for him to be promoted to inner disciple.

Ye Yuan's words struck Song Ting's sore spot.

Ye Yuan had been assigned to Tianying Peak, and Song Ting had deliberately come to taunt him and get back at him.

Unexpectedly, he ended up losing face badly.

This kid's tongue was so sharp!

"Kid, just you wait! Being targeted by three major forces at once, I hope you survive a month!" Song Ting said through gritted teeth, his face dark.

Ye Yuan smiled faintly, "No need for Brother Song to worry. I'll live just fine."