one could have. Qin Sang thought to himself, taking out this jade slip and looking it over.After a short while, Qin Sang opened his eyes, a thoughtful expression on his face.This jade slip contained...“The disciple is a dual spiritual root!”

Fāng Tíng raised her hands high, bouncing excitedly towards the crowd amidst looks of surprise and envy. She stood before the Chen surname cultivator, her face beaming with excitement.

At this moment, she heard a voice in her ear and hurriedly swallowed the "Master" that she was about to say. She bowed respectfully and said, "Greetings, senior. My name is Fang Ting, and I have both water and earth spiritual roots. Please examine me, senior."

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Everyone couldn't help but secretly complain that there was something fishy going on.

The girl's acting is really bad.

The two clearly knew each other, and might even have been disciples for a long time.

However, no one held a grudge against the young girl. After all, she was a dual spiritual root. Even if she went to the Lan Dou Sect, she could enter directly without an examination.

The Chen surname cultivator smiled and nodded, “Indeed, you have dual spiritual roots. Come up here. The rest of you can ascend the Cloud Bridge. Remember to perform well.”

The Chen surname cultivator beckoned Fang Ting over and turned to leave.

At this moment, Fang Ting's lips moved slightly, as if she was whispering something.

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Chen surname cultivator's figure paused slightly, his gaze shifted to the avatar, his expression unchanged, he didn't say anything, and flew back to the island with Fang Ting.

Fāng Tíng pouted her lips slightly and gave her doppelganger a helpless look before leaving.

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Huasheng smiled wryly. He could guess that Fang Ting was talented, but he didn't expect her to be related to the golden core of Yānmiao Pavilion. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have tried to get close to her.

At this time, Fang Ting brought herself up in front of the Chen surname cultivator. Perhaps it was out of kindness, but for herself, it was a blessing or a curse.

He knew in his heart that such a brief encounter was impossible for Fang Ting to have any feelings for him.

But what if the Chen surname cultivator held her in very high regard and wanted to eliminate any influences that could affect her cultivation, and kicked me out instead That would be a truly terrible injustice.

The avatar could only shrug and take it one step at a time.

After the cultivator surnamed Chen left, the three continued to deploy the Cloud Bridge. The man in green began to test everyone's talents and bone ages, and finally selected over thirty people.

"Several fellow cultivators, you do not meet the requirements of my Smoke Mist Pavilion. Please leave."

These few were all four or five spirit root cultivators. Although they weren't young anymore, they were stuck at the sixth level of the Qi Refining stage. Their faces were grim. They knew their chances were slim and had come to try their luck, but they didn't expect to be asked to leave before the test even began.

Yúnqiáng was soon ready. He said only, "Keep walking on the bridge without stopping, and do not use any magic artifacts," before urging everyone to board.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment.

No one knew what the test on Yunqiao Bridge was, and no one wanted to be the first to go up.

At this moment, the avatar stepped out from among the crowd, gazing steadily at the Cloud Bridge with a composed expression. It walked calmly and purposefully to the bridgehead, then ascended the Cloud Bridge without hesitation.

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Yān Miǎo Gē's four people exchanged a glance. The swordsman nodded secretly, his face showing admiration.

Others, upon seeing this, suddenly understood. They cursed themselves inwardly for being fools. The sword cultivators had made it clear from the start that the test wasn't necessarily about letting them pass through.

To be the first to cross the bridge demonstrates that this person possesses sufficient courage and can easily leave an impression in the hearts of the cultivators at Yānmǐǎo Pavilion, thus gaining the upper hand.

Tests are everywhere.

Seeing this, the crowd no longer hesitated and rushed onto the Cloud Bridge.

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He stepped forward, his feet landing on the cloud mist beneath him. It was soft and springy, but he had to channel his spiritual energy to walk on it. At first, there seemed to be nothing unusual about the Cloud Bridge as he set foot upon it. But after a few steps, he felt a strange wind begin to blow from both sides of the bridge, whistling loudly.

At the same time, the scenery before her eyes also changed.

The clouds bridge vanished at both ends, leaving only a group of people and a white bridge that seemed to stretch on endlessly. The lake below was also stretched infinitely, its surface shimmering with ripples that disappeared into the depths.

The Tianmu butterfly is still asleep. Whether it has been watched by a cultivator in the alchemy stage remains unknown, so it's not awakened rashly.

When Yunqiao first came into being, Tianmu Die could see that it was an extension of the power of the Lake Heart Island Formation.

As her avatar stood still, watching the Yunqiao change, there was no sign of alarm on her face.

If the Yunqiao Bridge tests one's strength, his cultivation at the ninth layer of the Qi Refining Stage is enough to cope with most variables. If it tests one's mental fortitude or perseverance, he needn't worry, but rather be careful not to overdo it.

Continuing forward, the wind on the bridge grew stronger and stronger. I had to exert my spiritual energy to form a protective barrier against it.

At this time, the incarnation deliberately slowed its pace. Someone had already caught up and, without ceremony, bypassed the incarnation, walking ahead.

He transmutes his essence to activate spiritual energy for protection, being overtaken one by one but unhurriedly moving forward while secretly observing the changes in those ahead.

The illusion on the Cloud Bridge definitely wouldn't be too strong. If it were a test of character, perhaps with a bit of Jade Buddha's power, he could directly become immune. Then it would all depend on his acting skills.

As we moved forward, the wind grew stronger, lashing against us like a whip.

Everyone could only slow their pace.

Meanwhile, something was happening beneath the water, silently changing the scene. It was as if something was beckoning them, whispering in their ears over and over: "Jump! Jump!"

Ahead, the bridge still stretched endlessly. Its length was a source of despair, the distance between them growing ever wider. They could no longer see each other, and it seemed inevitable that they would eventually be left alone, walking solitary paths on the bridge.

These changes quietly urged a shift in their mindset.

This cloud bridge is a double test of both character and strength.

"Someone suddenly realized, “This isn't a cloud bridge at all; it’s the power from the part of the Questioning Heart Path in Lan Dou Gate."

Suddenly, a young boy let out a scream, clutching his head and contorting his face in various expressions. Then, his feet left the ground, and he fell.

All were startled, and turned their eyes to the young man as he was about to fall into the water. A spiritual sword appeared out of nowhere, supporting him, and then vanished with him.

On the pier.

Four cultivators stood together, paying attention to the changes in the people on the bridge.

"Is your disposition so poor"

The swordsman frowned.

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The young man in green said, "He is a three-spiritual root and only fifteen years old."

The middle-aged cultivator nodded slightly, "You have potential, but you need to be tempered for a while. You can be sent to the Casting Hall."

The Lingjian, carrying the young man, flew back. The swordsman pointed to the left.

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The boy was completely drained, still shaken to his core. He slumped on the ground, head bowed in defeat, unsure of what fate awaited him.

From a young age, more and more people have fallen from the bridge. Under the guidance of four people, some fell to the right, while others fell to the left.

The Avatar still walked on the Yunqiao, with no one in sight before or behind. He didn't know how many were left. A heavy sense of loneliness washed over him, and the temptation from the depths of the water grew stronger.

The illusion had no effect on his state of mind, but his spiritual energy was being consumed at an alarming rate in the increasingly powerful winds.

He displayed masterful acting, his expressions contorting and clouding at times, as if in struggle against Yunqiao. His spiritual energy also fluctuated with the changes in his expression.

"The heat is about right…"

As the sense of being possessed sensed that the spiritual energy within him was nearly depleted, a look of intense panic suddenly appeared on his face. He could no longer maintain the spiritual energy and then fell from the cloud bridge.ught when he suddenly felt something amiss. He turned his head and saw a burly young man glaring at him before raising his hand.Seeing this, the transformed figure's expression moved slightly, a smile...