Qi Refining Level 3000, Accepting The Empress As A Disciple At The Beginning

"What to do, what to do, I haven't practiced at all lately!" Li Fan was anxious and instantly awake.

"That's why I'm pulling you out for an emergency training session late at night. If you don't want to, then go back to sleep!" Ye Kong didn't care.

"Learn, of course I'll learn!" Li Fan couldn't wait to tug on Ye Kong's sleeve. "You're the best, Ye Kong! I'm safe with you around!"

Ye Kong teleported Li Fan directly to the training ground and began training him one-on-one.

It wasn't until the sky showed the first hint of dawn that the two of them returned.

Amidst the rise and fall of snoring, Li Fan fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

As Ye Kong closed his eyes, Tuan Zhi lifted the covers, opened the door, and walked out.

Immediately afterward, the second person also came out, rubbing his sleepy eyes, sighing, and then tending to the flowers and plants in the courtyard.

This was Xiao Man.

Once Yu Hai brought the food back, everyone woke up. The entire Qingliang Yuan was filled with laughter and noisy chatter, echoing with playful banter.

Except for Ye Kong, who was still asleep.

Nutritious and balanced breakfasts, with a mix of meat and vegetables, were neatly arranged.

Everyone gathered around the makeshift stone table, eating breakfast while discussing the upcoming arrangements.

Li Fan pinched a small steamed bun and threw it into his mouth, then grabbed soy milk and gulped it down. Only then did he wake up. Hearing everyone discussing going to the training ground later, he immediately chimed in, "Right, the training ground will be holding an assessment for entry-level disciples today, so it won't be open. Everyone should train somewhere else."

"Assessment for entry-level disciples? Do we have to go too?" Chun Xiao asked from the side.

"Probably not. The assessment is for disciples who have been in the Tengyun Sect for more than three months. However, if you're interested, you can go take a look."

Li Fan grabbed two small steamed buns and stuffed them haphazardly into his mouth, speaking unclearly, "I'm leaving first. Wish me luck, everyone!"

Li Fan left, and everyone looked at each other.

"Shall we go take a look?" Qing Long asked.

"Let's not," Cheng Wen replied. "It's just an assessment. It won't involve real skills. With that time, it's better to cultivate ourselves."

As soon as he said this, he immediately received responses from several people.

"I want to go take a look," Chun Xiao said, looking at Qing Long. "How about the two of us go over and come back after watching?"

The two hit it off and hurriedly finished breakfast, heading to the training ground.

The remaining people weren't too familiar with the Tengyun Sect, so they had to stay in Qingliang Yuan.

Ye Kong woke up when it was already noon. The entire room was as hot as a steamer. Ye Kong opened his eyes. The room was quiet, and from outside, he could occasionally hear the sounds of several people facing each other with swords.

Ye Kong stretched and got out of bed, pushing open the door. Disciples in the courtyard were competing in pairs.

Ye Kong roughly glanced at the people and asked, "Where are Chun Xiao and Qing Long?"

"They went to watch Li Fan's entry-level disciple assessment!" Yu Hai replied.

"Where's Xiao Man?"

"I don't know, probably sneaked over too."

Ye Kong saw the half-empty basket of steamed buns left on the stone table. Just as he was about to reach out, the next second, Yu Hai was already holding a basket of steaming buns over, "Eat this. I specially saved it for you."

How thoughtful.

Ye Kong picked up the basket and swaggered towards the training ground.

He had just finished eating the buns when he arrived at the training ground. Ye Kong carried the basket, found a good spot, and just sat down when Teng Renhuai on the stage saw Ye Kong at a glance, waving his hand, "Ye Kong, come sit on the stage!"

Ye Kong walked up under the gazes of everyone, carrying the basket, and plopped down next to Elder Cheng Kun.

Elder Cheng Tian and Teng Renhuai sat in the very center, followed by Elder Cheng Di and Elder Cheng Qian. Ye Kong had the least seniority, sitting on the very outside.

Unfortunately, there was a missing corner of the eaves above this position, and the sunlight was just right to bypass the eaves and completely expose Ye Kong to the sun.

Elder Cheng Tian glanced at Ye Kong and snorted softly.

Ye Kong casually tossed the basket upwards, perfectly wedging it into the missing corner, blocking the direct sunlight.

Then, he changed to a comfortable position.

The elders who were waiting to see a good show, uh?

Xiao Man, who witnessed the whole process, was about to burst with laughter.

Ye Kong hadn't been sitting for long when he saw Li Fan take the stage.

Moreover, the disciples in Li Fan's group were all burly and sturdy, completely not on the same level as Li Fan.

Ye Kong gave Li Fan a firm look.

The assessment began.

First were the basic items, judging whether they had the talent for cultivation and whether their spiritual roots were pure. These things were like height and weight items, only for understanding and not for eliminating people.

Next was the Three Powers Assessment.

And the Three Degrees Test.

Ye Kong had given Li Fan extra training last night, so this part was also easy to pass.

Of course, the group competition was the main event.

What was even more interesting was that it was set as a no-rules competition. No matter what method you used, the last disciple left on the stage could enter the next round.

Ye Kong felt a sense of foreboding.

At this time, Li Fan on the stage also felt the fierce gazes of the people beside him.

The gong sounded, and the competition began.

Sure enough, in the next second, the remaining nine people quickly huddled together, surrounding Li Fan in the middle.

Before he could dodge, Li Fan was quickly dragged up by several people and thrown heavily off the stage.

A scream arose, and just when everyone thought Li Fan was bound to lose, they found that Li Fan's hands were tightly gripping the edge of the stage.

Li Fan didn't fall!

The remaining people, seeing that Li Fan hadn't fallen, quickly came over to finish him off. A group of people dragged Li Fan up again, kicking Li Fan downwards, one foot after another.

But Li Fan was like glue stuck to the edge of the stage, unable to be pried off.

Li Fan's hands gripping the stage were already a bloody mess, unbearable to look at!

Everyone had the same goal, not giving up until Li Fan was thrown down.

The disciples watching the excitement began to criticize.

"Hey, so many of you bullying one person, aren't you ashamed?" This sentence was said by Chun Xiao.

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the voices of condemnation below continued.

Ye Kong on the viewing platform also looked at Elder Cheng Tian, "This kind of competition is a bit too cruel, isn't it?"

"Those who conform survive, those who rebel perish. Ye Kong, you don't even know this, do you?" Elder Cheng Tian was very satisfied to see Ye Kong being thwarted.

"Oh, if this gets out, everyone will know that our Tengyun Sect is a sect that bullies the few with the many. Then, when the herb-picking festival comes, I'm afraid there will be very few people coming!" Ye Kong pointed outside.

Teng Renhuai in the middle spoke, "There are two minutes left. If everyone remains on the stage, then your group will all be judged as failures."

As soon as these words came out, the people who had just besieged Li Fan instantly turned against each other, fighting in a ball.

This momentum was even greater!