Chapter 199: The Questions of the Nascent Soul Cultivator

As soon as the names were announced, the crowd immediately started to discuss.

Most of the cultivators were angry, and then showed a very unwilling or even unconvinced look.

To Yang Che's surprise, the black tower strong man Niu Rong was ranked third.

And when Yang Che heard his name, he happened to be ranked sixth.

Although it was the last place that made people worry, it also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

As for the sixty-year-old man Shi Yizhu and the petite Mo Wenyue, they were both eliminated.

Standing in the crowd, Shi Yizhu looked at the calm face standing beside the jade table, and the momentary glory of 'Zhang Gu', he suddenly felt extremely indignant and resentful of the unfairness of fate.

His life span was not much left, and with his financial resources, he failed repeatedly to break through to the late stage of foundation building. He wanted to start with making talismans to see if he could find a ray of hope.

Who knew that not only did his hope shatter, but he also witnessed with his own eyes a 'rich' young cultivator who reached the position he dreamed of.

Why is there such a big gap between the same cultivators?

Is it because of the difference in immortal roots?

And the difference in origin?

At this moment, the sixty-year-old man Shi Yizhu was suddenly confused, and the whole person suddenly became older.

At this moment, he even recalled the teachings of his elders, "You must work hard to practice, the harder you work, the luckier you will be." Is it true or false?

The more he thought about it, the more unwilling Shi Yizhu became, and more and more negative emotions were accumulating in his heart...

At this time, there was another person in the field who was even more unwilling than Shi Yizhu.

This person was Mo Shaotian, the young master of Dark Abyss City.

"Master Shentu, you said that my sister can be ranked seventh? Isn't this a bit too deliberate?"

Mo Shaotian's handsome features looked a little gloomy and scary because of the forced suppression of anger.

"Young Master Mo, I just said that if you have doubts about the results, I will explain it clearly."

Shentu Yun's expression did not change. She found two jade slips on the jade table in front of her, and then threw them and flew towards Mo Shaotian.

"Young Master Mo, these are the answers to the ten questions from the sixth Zhang Gu and your sister Mo Wenyue. Please take a closer look."

After Shen Tuyun finished speaking, he picked up the jade cup in front of him and took a sip of spiritual tea.

Mo Shaotian still looked gloomy, but after taking the two jade slips, he quickly covered them with his spiritual sense and soon checked the contents of the two jade slips clearly.

After reading, the gloom on Mo Shaotian's face gradually eased, but he still showed a very unwilling look.

The answers engraved by this cultivator named Zhang Gu were indeed far better than his sister.

After Mo Shaotian's expression changed repeatedly, he suddenly remembered that the soul power of this cultivator named Zhang Gu seemed a little weak, ranking only eleventh.

And his sister Wenyue was ranked seventh, and her soul power was even stronger than that of one of the Jindan cultivators.

Thinking of this, Mo Shaotian snorted coldly and said, "Master Shentu, Zhang Gu's answers to the ten questions are indeed better than my sister's, but his soul power is far weaker than my sister's. If we follow the principle of one rising and the other falling, it seems that my sister is ranked sixth and Zhang Gu is ranked seventh, which is not impossible, right?"

When Mo Shaotian said this, the whole audience was shocked and silent.

After all, this is a Yuanying stage cultivator, and his questions are far more "powerful" than those raised by anyone present.

When Yang Che heard this, his face began to become solemn.

Obviously, this Mo Shaotian started to "play rogue" for his sister, and even wanted to "dominate" by force.

Shentu Yun smiled lightly, and then suddenly his expression became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Master Mo, I want to ask, is it me who accepts disciples or you who accepts disciples?"

When these words came out, Mo Shaotian suddenly seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Shen Tuyun's gentle yet firm words immediately sobered up those who were angry and dissatisfied.

Then monks kept bowing and saying goodbye, leaving the ancient house one after another.

Yang Che saw that the sixty-year-old man, Shi Yizhu, the owner of Xiaoyao Pavilion, looked at him strangely with a complicated expression, and left without saying anything.

This surprised Yang Che a little, but thinking that he might not be in a good mood, he didn't take it to heart.

Mo Shaotian was stunned for a long time, his face still ugly, he said in confusion:

"Master Shentu, this cultivator named Zhang Gu is just a casual cultivator of foundation building, and my sister Wenyue is the jewel in the palm of my Mo family, and my Mo family stands behind her. The two have similar talents in making talismans. Isn't it obvious how to choose?"

Shen Tuyun looked displeased when he heard this, and seemed not to be afraid of Mo Shaotian's Nascent Soul stage and identity. He snorted and said, "Master Mo, are you threatening me? Your Mo family is indeed very powerful in Dark Abyss City, and even covers the sky with one hand. Why, do you even want to forcibly interfere with my accepting a disciple?"

"You..."

Mo Shaotian was furious in his heart, but he was still forcibly restraining himself.

He vaguely found that Shen Tuyun seemed a little different from usual today.

It was not wise to offend his Mo family in Dark Abyss City, and Shen Tuyun usually had a good relationship with the City Lord's Mansion. Why did he suddenly become so tough on accepting registered disciples today?

Thinking of this, Mo Shaotian couldn't help but look at the young foundation-building cultivator named 'Zhang Gu'.

But no matter how he looked at it, this young cultivator looked as ordinary as could be. If there was anything that left a little impression on him, it was that this cultivator exuded a faint sense of darkness and gloom.

"Is this person a mutated dark immortal?"

Mo Shaotian guessed in his mind.

If this person has mutated dark immortal roots, then it would be somewhat reasonable for Shen Tuyun to insist on accepting him as a disciple.

But Mo Shaotian came here specifically for his little sister today.

Now everyone in the family has a lot of opinions about the little sister because of her affair with Su Liang of the Su family.

And if the younger sister could join Shentu Yun's sect and become a true Talisman Maker, then the meaning to the family would immediately be different.

But it happened that Shentu Yun was extremely strict and demanding in recruiting disciples and never showed any favoritism.

And this Shen Tuyun is the only master-level Talisman Maker in Dark Abyss City.

Thinking of this, Mo Shaotian suddenly realized that he had acted too hastily because of his sister, and even his words were slightly inappropriate.

Strictly speaking, as a master-level talisman maker, Shen Tuyun is really not afraid of offending the Mo family.

Thinking of this, Mo Shaotian sighed helplessly. Seeing his sister's lonely look, he couldn't help but feel soft. He lowered his posture and said to Shen Tuyun:

"Grandmaster Shentu, I was a little anxious just now. What do you think of this? I, Mo Shaotian, beg you to increase the number of disciples and accept my sister. I, Mo Shaotian, can't thank you enough."

"Brother..."

Mo Wenyue, who had been silent for a long time, could not help but feel warm in her heart and her eyes were slightly red when she saw that her eldest brother, whom she had always been extremely proud of, spoke like this for her.

And Yang Che, who had been silently watching all this, was also shocked, and there was a trace of solemnity in the depths of his eyes.

He didn't expect that Mo Shaotian could let go of his so-called 'pride' for his sister and lower his status as a Nascent Soul cultivator so low.

It seemed that Mo Shaotian was really not an easy enemy to deal with.

Yang Che immediately made a judgment.

But vaguely, he felt that this might also be Mo Shaotian's weakness?

Deep in his eyes, there was a thoughtful look.

Yang Che was also puzzled by the fact that Shen Tuyun insisted on choosing herself as a registered disciple and gave up Mo Wenyue of the Mohist family.

And now that Mo Shaotian said this, how would Shen Tuyun choose?

Yang Che looked at Shen Tuyun and found that she took a sip of the spiritual tea, still looking calm and relaxed.