I was killed by my relatives, and I am reborn to be ruthless.

In the bustling crowd, Zou Mubai and Fei Xiuwen were like the breeze among the pines, keeping a certain distance and quietly staring at the familiar figure in front of the examination table.

Although the surroundings were filled with all kinds of tension and expectation, their faces were filled with a kind of detached calmness and confidence, as if they had already planned out everything that was about to happen.

"Senior Brother Zou, seeing how focused Xiao Rong'er is, do you think she can pass this test successfully?" Fei Xiuwen asked Zou Mubai beside him softly with a gentle smile on his face.

His eyes flickered with trust in He Ronger's abilities, as well as a hint of imperceptible care and expectation.

Zou Mubai tilted his head slightly, his eyes passed through the crowd and locked directly on He Ronger.

"Of course no problem." He responded in a low voice, his tone revealing an unquestionable certainty.

In Zou Mubai's mind, Wan Jingzong's assessment was nothing more than a simple verification of He Ronger's past efforts and talents.

He knew very well that although He Ronger had five spiritual roots, his path of cultivation was more difficult and long than that of ordinary people.

But because of this, every step of her promotion is accompanied by a more solid foundation and profound background.

After countless times of tempering and accumulation, her spiritual power and mental strength have long surpassed those of cultivators of the same level.

Even if they have also reached the state of great perfection in foundation building, those cultivators with a single spiritual root, who seem to be brilliant, are often unable to match He Ronger in terms of mental strength and spiritual power reserves, which are only one-fifth of He Ronger, or even less.

What's more, He Ronger's attainments in alchemy and talisman drawing are extraordinary. The study of these two skills is an extreme test and consumption of mental strength.

Over a long period of time, her intensive cultivation in these two fields has already made her mental strength extremely strong, far surpassing her peers.

Therefore, Zou Mubai has absolute confidence in He Ronger's abilities. There is no worry in his eyes, only expectations for He Ronger's infinite possibilities in the future.

Seeing this, Fei Xiuwen couldn't help but relax, and the hidden worry in his heart disappeared.

He knew very well that his senior brother had a sharp vision. Since Zou Mubai was so sure, He Ronger's performance would naturally not disappoint him.

What's more, even after reincarnation, He Ronger's extraordinary talent and transcendence are still like bright stars, which can hardly be concealed by the years.

So, the two of them smiled at each other, and continued to wait in the crowd with the most calm and determined attitude, waiting for He Ronger to use her strength to prove her extraordinaryness once again.

Also keeping his eyes fixed on He Ronger was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes and with an extraordinary temperament.

He stood in a corner of the crowd, surrounded by an indescribable nobility, as if he was a nobleman walking out of an ancient scroll.

Previously, he had glanced at them casually, treating He Ronger and Xu Chong as just one of the many children from small families who were taking the test, and had not paid much attention to them.

However, when Xu Chong used his amazing mental strength to control a glass of water on the examination table, not only holding it steadily but also keeping it motionless while moving, the young man's eyes instantly became sharp, revealing surprise and admiration that was difficult to conceal.

He knew that being able to display such precise control of mental power at such a young age and with such high cultivation level was extremely rare in the cultivation world. Even he, who came from a family of weapon refiners and was known as the most dazzling genius in the family, had never accomplished such an easy feat.

This shock made him develop a strong interest in Xu Chong and He Ronger beside him.

He noticed that although He Ronger did not directly participate in the assessment, her calm and composed temperament complemented Xu Chong's outstanding performance, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding and connection between the two.

At this moment, complex emotions surged in his heart.

On the one hand, he was looking forward to seeing He Ronger also have an eye-catching performance. After all, anyone who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Xu Chong must be an extraordinary person.

On the other hand, he also had a subtle doubt. After all, the path of cultivation was long and difficult, and it was difficult to fully judge a person's true strength based on appearance and temperament alone.

This feeling of both anticipation and nervousness made him involuntarily pay more attention to He Ronger's every move.

He wanted to know whether this young man, who seemed ordinary yet extraordinary, could also demonstrate amazing abilities in the next assessment.

Or is he just a foil for Xu Chong?

All the doubts and speculations turned into a more focused light in his eyes, and he quietly waited for He Ronger's next performance.

At this moment, He Ronger seemed to be in a quiet space where only she and the glass of water existed. The noise from the outside world and the gazes of others were cleverly isolated by her.

Her eyes were fixed on the seemingly ordinary water cup on the table, and the index fingers of both hands were lightly placed on both sides of her temples.

Xu Chong stood beside her, a hint of confusion and worry in his eyes.

In his memory, He Ronger always seemed to be at ease, whether it was refining medicine or other skills that required mental control. He had never seen her concentrate her mind so hard.

And what's with this exaggerated action?

Why haven’t I seen it before?

This sudden change made him wonder to himself: "What happened to Rong girl? Is this mission really so difficult for her?"

But then, he quickly adjusted his mentality, realizing that now was not the time to be distracted and that he must give He Ronger enough support and trust.

As time went by, the expression on He Ronger's face became more and more solemn, and the sweat on his forehead was particularly eye-catching under the light.

However, the glass of water still stubbornly stayed where it was, like a heavy stone, and no matter how hard He Ronger tried, he couldn't move it at all.

Ripples began to appear in Xu Chong's heart.

He was anxious and helpless. He wanted to ask but was afraid of disturbing He Ronger's fragile balance.

At this moment, He Ronger suddenly took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and a look of determination and firmness flashed in his eyes.

As her finger pointed, the originally motionless water cup miraculously shook slightly. Although the amplitude was small, it was enough to shock everyone present.

However, this slight change did not change the elder's opinion.

He shook his head slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

In his opinion, the level of mental strength displayed by He Ronger did not seem to be enough to attract too much attention and expectations.

Fei Xiuwen frowned slightly, and looked at Zou Mubai in confusion: "Brother, what's wrong with Rong'er?"

Zou Mubai shook his head expressionlessly, his eyes never leaving He Ronger.

He also wanted to know what Rong'er was trying to do.