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

The next morning, when the gentle morning light had just appeared on the horizon and a veil-like mist was still lingering between the blue bricks and black tiles of the Wanjing Sect, He Ronger had already opened her clear eyes.

She stood up, put on her coat, and walked slowly to the window.

Just then, a light and slightly hurried sound of footsteps came from afar, penetrating the tranquility of the early morning and reaching her courtyard.

Her heart moved slightly, and she curiously opened the door, and her eyes met with Xu Chong who was standing outside the threshold.

The morning light sprinkled on the tips of his hair, casting a soft golden edge on his handsome face, and his eyes sparkled with anticipation and excitement.

Xu Chong smiled awkwardly and greeted: "Rong...ah no, Zou Xuan, you woke up so early! I was planning to sneak in and give you a surprise, but I didn't expect..."

He felt like he had been caught doing something wrong.

"Yeah, I just woke up too." He Rong'er smiled. "You came to see me so early, is there something going on? I remember the test will start at the end of Chenshi today."

Hearing this, the smile on Xu Chong's face became even more mysterious.

He lowered his voice, as if afraid of revealing the secret: "I got up early and went to the sect's affairs hall. Although there were not many people there, they were well-informed. I spent some time to inquire and learned that today's second test is very serious. It is to test our endurance."

"Endurance?" He Ronger frowned slightly when she heard that, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She naturally knew the importance of endurance in the path of cultivation. Whether it was the long and boring meditation practice or the difficult and dangerous road of training, it required strong willpower and endurance as support.

However, she had never expected that Wan Jingzong would arrange this assessment in the second round. This was undoubtedly an early test of the disciples' physical and mental limits.

"Yes, it's endurance." Xu Chong nodded in confirmation, his tone a little serious, "I heard that this endurance test is extremely strict, not only to test our physical limits, but more importantly, our mental toughness.

In previous years, many disciples performed well in the first round, but stumbled at this stage, so I came to tell you early so that you can be mentally prepared. "

Hearing this, He Ronger curled up a faint smile, with determination and confidence flashing in her eyes.

She has never lacked endurance, and no matter how difficult the road ahead is, she has the confidence to overcome it.

"Don't worry. No matter how strict the assessment is, I will do my best and won't give up easily." Her words were firm and powerful, and her face was full of confidence.

"Okay, it's really getting late. Let's go get something to eat first, so as not to affect the assessment by being hungry." He Ronger patted Xu Chong's shoulder, trying to bring the topic back to reality from the tense atmosphere just now.

With their current level of cultivation, they are already capable of fasting, but He Ronger still likes to enjoy delicious food, so over the years, she would not miss a meal as long as she had time.

After tasting He Ronger's cooking, Xu Chong could no longer eat the fasting pills.

The two walked through the corridor and headed towards the busy dining area in the front yard.

As the daily gathering place for outer disciples, the front yard not only carries the heavy responsibility of cultivation, but also is responsible for the basic living needs of the disciples.

Since not all disciples have reached the state of fasting and are able to abstain from worldly food, a kitchen is specially set up here to supply simple but necessary meals every day.

However, when He Ronger and Xu Chong stepped into the cafeteria, the scene before them made them frown.

What was placed on the table was not so much food as a mixture of ingredients that were barely recognizable. The color was dull and the smell was not appealing at all, but rather made people feel nauseous.

Such "delicacies" were far from the sect meals they had imagined.

The expressions on both of their faces were extremely ugly.

"This...is this really prepared for people?" Xu Chong's brows were almost twisted into a knot, his tone full of disbelief and a hint of anger at being fooled.

He looked around and found that the food in front of other disciples was much more exquisite than that of the two of them, and his face immediately darkened.

“Why is there still discrimination here?”

Xu Chong pretended to overturn the table.

"Forget it, we're just here to take the test, so let's not cause trouble. If the food here doesn't taste good, let's eat somewhere else." He Ronger stopped Xu Chong's impulse in time.

The two of them stood up at the same time and walked out of the cafeteria.

"Stop!" Suddenly a man's command came from behind.

He Ronger and Xu Chong were both stunned and turned around at the same time.

They saw a man in coarse cloth and holding a large iron spatula standing not far away, staring at them sternly.

He was of burly build, his skin slightly darkened by the fire, and his brows revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"You two little guys, are you new here? Don't you know the rules? Since you ordered the food, you must finish it and not waste it!"

The man's voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a tremendous amount of force. Not only was it filled with reproach, it also invisibly released a powerful pressure, intending to use his absolute advantage in cultivation to intimidate these newcomers who, in his opinion, "did not know the rules."

This pressure was as heavy as a substance, instantly covering the entire dining hall and causing the air to freeze.

He Ronger was the first to be hit. Although she had not reached the level of fasting, she was not weak or frail. However, facing this sudden pressure, her face instantly lost its color and turned as pale as paper.

But the indomitable perseverance in her bones allowed her to endure the discomfort, her back remained straight, and her eyes flashed with an unyielding light.

Seeing this, Xu Chong was furious.

He entered the sect a few years earlier than He Ronger, so his cultivation was naturally much higher and the impact of the pressure on him was relatively small.

Looking at He Ronger's struggling figure, his desire to protect was completely aroused, and in anger, he decided to take action.

"Humph, you are just a cook, and you dare to be so arrogant! The food you cook is hard to swallow, but instead of repenting, you bully others by taking advantage of your power. Today, I, Xu Chong, will let you know what respect is!"

There was unquestionable determination in Xu Chong's words. He took a deep breath, mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and under the pressure, he forcibly condensed a glowing spiritual power ball and threw it fiercely at the man's chest.

At the same time, his figure flashed, and the long sword at his waist was unsheathed. The sword light was as fast as lightning, pointing directly at the man's vitals.

His plan was to use the spirit ball as bait, forcing the man to be distracted and dodge, so that he could take advantage of the situation to launch a fatal attack.

However, he underestimated the man's strength and reaction speed.

The man snorted coldly, without moving, and with just a more powerful wave of spiritual power, he easily dissolved the spiritual power ball into nothingness.

Then, he waved his right hand, and an even stronger pressure swept over like a violent storm, directly forcing Xu Chong's sword to deviate in direction. At the same time, an invisible force pushed him back several steps, and his face turned a little paler.

"Hmph, you ignorant boy, you dare to act so presumptuously in front of me with your meager cultivation!" the man said coldly, his eyes revealing disdain and warning.