Yu Zhengzheng looked at the scimitar in Xiang Feng's hand and scratched his ears in disbelief: "Is Protector Xiang... kidding?"
Xiang Feng threw the scimitar over his shoulder, narrowing his eyes slightly and smiling: "What do you think?"
The sunlight hit the blade of the scimitar, reflecting a hint of coldness. The sharp blade with a cold glow emitted a faint halo, as if it was shouting at her madly.
Yu Zhengzheng understood that the Ghost King must be targeting her on purpose.
In the original text, the cultivators who failed the assessment were directly sent back to their respective sects by the Ghost Sect. There was no such thing as being chopped down and used as fertilizer.
In such a huge ghost sect, she was the only cultivator sent here who had a wood spiritual root and no spiritual power. If the Ghost King was not targeting her, why would he specially ask Xiang Feng to come here to change the assessment rules
He was so nice to her yesterday after the bath, but today he turned hostile as soon as he put on his robe...
Damn it, it turns out that all men are bad!
Among the people present, except Yu Jiangjiang and Xiang Feng who knew that Yu Zhengzheng had wood spiritual roots, no one else knew this.
Shanshui patiently explained the assessment rules, and after making sure everyone understood the rules, he led everyone to the Holy Spirit Hall.
Yu Zhengzheng followed absent-mindedly at the end of the team. It didn’t matter whether she went or not. It was just the difference between dying a moment earlier or later.
How could Yu Jiangjiang give up this good opportunity to ridicule her? She quickly stepped forward and said, "How about I go and ask the Ghost King for help?"
"Sister just received favor from me yesterday. Maybe the Ghost King will spare Sister this time because of the favor he showed her last night."
Her voice was not loud, and there was a hint of gloating in her eyes and brows. It was obvious that she wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to add insult to injury and step on Yu Zhengzheng a few more times.
The Ghost King is brutal and cruel. If Yu Zhengzheng doesn't leave, there might be a 10% chance of survival. But if Yu Zhengzheng gets too carried away and begs for mercy, that tiny chance of survival will disappear.
Yu Zhengzheng naturally understood this truth. She was in a very depressed mood at the moment and didn't even have the mood to argue with Yu Jiangjiang.
Xiao Yuqing was originally talking to two women from the Yuling Sect. Perhaps he suddenly remembered something, and he turned his head to glance behind him.
Seeing Yu Zhengzheng walking at the back with her head down and no words, he pursed his lips, turned around and walked towards her.
Xiao Yuqing had a gentle smile on her fair face: "Miss Yu, are you worried about something?"
Before Yu Zhengzheng could speak, Yu Jiangjiang answered first: "Sister has wood spiritual roots, I'm afraid this assessment..."
Yu Jiangjiang managed his expression very well. He was gloating a moment ago, but now he had a look of grief, as if he wished he could take his own life.
Xiao Yuqing was stunned. Wood spiritual roots meant that she could not practice, because there was no source of wood spiritual energy in the Six Realms for her to absorb spiritual power.
In other words, she will definitely fail this assessment.
He pondered for a moment, took out a white scallop from his Qiankun bag, and handed it to her: "There is a spiritual power bead in the scallop. When you measure your spiritual power, clamp this bead between your fingers. Maybe it can help you pass the test."
Yu Zhengzheng tightly grasped the scallop and Xiao Yuqing's white and tender palm, her eyes red as she spoke: "Brother Xiao, I have no way to repay you for saving my life, I can only repay you with my body!"
Xiao Yuqing's cheeks flushed, and she changed the subject unnaturally: "When did Miss Yu come back yesterday? Why didn't she stay overnight in Luan Palace?"
She thought about it and said, "After the Ghost King took a bath, he left for something urgent. I saw that he was taking a long time to come back, so I came back first."
He was slightly stunned: "Bathing?"
Yu Zhengzheng was afraid that he might misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "He just asked me to wipe his back, nothing happened."
Seeing the two of them behaving intimately, Xiao Yuqing even took out the spiritual power beads to help Yu Zhengzheng overcome the difficulties. Yu Jiangjiang was so angry that his nose was crooked.
From childhood to adulthood, there has been nothing she couldn't get. Why should Yu Zhengzheng compete with her for it
Yu Jiangjiang smiled at them and said, "We are almost at the Holy Spirit Hall. Young Master Xiao and Sister can chat first. I will go in and grab a good seat."
After Yu Jiangjiang left, Xiao Yuqing chatted with Yu Zhengzheng for a while about yesterday's emperor's sleeping with him. He stopped only when he asked Yu Zhengzheng so much that she began to doubt her life, feeling unsatisfied.
When the two entered the Holy Spirit Hall, the hall was already filled with monks from various sects. It was so crowded that it was much more spectacular than when they first entered the palace that day.
The Temple of the Holy Spirit is a semi-open-air building, supported by more than twenty marble pillars, each of which is carved with a hovering dragon. The building is decorated in pure white, giving it a sense of the holiness of a Roman church.
Seeing so many people, Yu Zhengzheng's palms were sweating with nervousness. This was like a public execution to her.
Although Xiao Yuqing said it with certainty, she was not sure whether this spiritual power bead really worked.
Shanshui waved to her on the stone steps of the Holy Spirit Temple: "Miss Zhengzheng, come here!"
When Yu Zhengzheng saw the old woman next to Shanshui, she suddenly had a bad feeling.
Aren’t they the first ones to take the test again
Xiao Yuqing seemed to sense her anxiety, and he took the initiative to reach out and pat her arm: "Trust me, it will be fine."
Since he said so, Yu Zhengzheng couldn't show her worry anymore. She pretended to be relaxed and said, "I believe you."
When the two squeezed through the crowd to the front, Shanshui was talking to Xiangfeng. Xiangfeng saw them coming and smiled and ruffled Shanshui's hair: "I remember, I will bring you lotus leaf roast chicken next time I go to the human world."
Shanshui bargained, "Master, I want to eat two!"
Xiang Feng nodded: "Okay."
Yu Zhengzheng felt a little frightened when she saw the harmonious scene between master and disciple.
She had a psychological trauma towards Xiang Feng, not just because Xiang Feng stabbed her.
The disciples of the Ghost Sect are almost all the most vicious and evil people in the six realms, and most of them have committed evil deeds that are intolerable to heaven.
Don't be fooled by Xiang Feng's well-dressed appearance; he is truly a leader among the villains.
Thousands of years ago, the largest sect in the world of immortal cultivation was not the Yuling Sect, but the Lingbi Palace, which was also located in Qingcheng Mountain and only accepted female disciples.
Xiang Feng's family was destroyed and he was hunted by his enemies. The Palace Master of Lingbi Palace saved Xiang Feng and made an exception to accept Xiang Feng as his last disciple.
But Xiang Feng did not know how to be grateful. As he spent every day with the Palace Master, he gradually developed a demon in his heart towards her.
In order to get the Palace Master, he slaughtered thousands of female disciples of Lingbi Palace and even tried to possess her by force. Finally, the Palace Master could not bear the humiliation and committed suicide at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. The largest sect in the world of immortal cultivation thus fell.
Shanshui was stupid and afraid that he was being sold out by Xiangfeng, so he had to help him count the money.
Yu Zhengzheng sighed inwardly. She couldn't even protect herself now, so why should she worry about these trivial things
Shanshui didn't notice her abnormality and said with a smile: "Miss Zhengzheng, you are the second group. Please wait here for a moment. It will be over soon."
Yu Zhengzheng nodded, but her eyes never left the scimitar in Xiang Feng's hand.
The first group of monks passed by very quickly, and only the last female monk stood in front of the hall, her arms trembling and she was unwilling to stretch them out.
The old woman impatiently grabbed the female cultivator's hand and pressed it on the Lingyun Pearl. A faint blue light emanated from the Lingyun Pearl, which was a symbol of the Yin attribute of the water spirit root.
Without the old woman saying anything, Xiang Feng raised his scimitar and slashed it across the female cultivator's spine.
With a heart-wrenching howl, bright red blood spurted out from her spine. The female cultivator widened her ferocious eyes and slowly fell into a pool of blood.
The dying breaths echoed intermittently in the Holy Spirit Temple, like an animal with its throat cut, and the sad wails gradually disappeared.
This time, not only Yu Zhengzheng was scared, but the monks below were all scared crazy.
Some of them were fakes who replaced the Yang attribute cultivators to participate in the selection. Some of them volunteered, and some were forced, but the Ghost Sect didn't care about this at all.
Even if one has spiritual power, if it does not conform to the Yang attribute, he will be killed on the spot.
After the first group finished, it was the turn of Yu Zhengzheng's group. The two sisters from the Yuling School were the first to step forward to test their spiritual power. They both had fire spiritual roots and quickly passed the test.
Soon after, two male disciples from Mount Penglai also stepped forward to test their spiritual powers.
Seeing that there were only three people left, Yu Jiangjiang smiled gently at Yu Zhengzheng and said meaningfully: "Don't be afraid, sister. I'll go first."
After saying that, she walked over and placed her hand on the Lingyun Pearl.
The rich crimson color was reflected on the Spirit Essence Pearl. The old woman exclaimed: "You are so young, but you have already reached the Golden Core Stage. This Fire Spirit Essence is very powerful. It is not easy to achieve."
Yu Jiangjiang was proud to receive the praise from the Widow Scorpion, but he raised his wrist modestly: "Thanks to the scaly-winged silkworm bracelet my father gave me, I was able to break through the Golden Core Stage so quickly..."
She wore four thin, white silk bracelets on her wrists. All the monks in the Holy Spirit Hall looked at the bracelets with envy. Even the two sisters from the Yuling Sect showed envy.
This scaly-winged silkworm silk is a treasure that cannot be bought even with spirit stones. If Yu Jiangjiang hadn't taken it out to show them, they would never have even seen it.
The old woman carefully examined her bracelet and nodded slightly, "It is indeed scaly-winged silkworm silk."
When Yu Jiangjiang heard the admiring voices in the hall, he slowly lowered his arms and retreated with a smile on his face.
She stood beside Yu Zhengzheng and held her hand with encouragement: "Don't worry, sister, everything will be fine!"
Xiao Yuqing originally wanted to give Yu Zhengzheng some more time to calm down, but Yu Zhengzheng waved her hand and went to the guillotine before him.
The last female cultivator in the previous group died tragically on the spot. She didn’t dare to be the last one in the second group to go up, as it was too unlucky.
The spiritual power bead was only the size of a red bean. It was not easy to be discovered when it was carefully concealed between the fingers. Yu Zhengzheng took a deep breath and placed her palm on the spiritual power bead with a pale face.
A light cherry-red light was reflected on the Lingyun Pearl. Although it was extremely weak, it was the yang attribute of the fire spirit root.
Xiang Feng glanced at Yu Zhengzheng thoughtfully, and the scimitar in his palm that he was about to raise slowly fell back.
Just when Yu Zhengzheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she heard Yu Jiangjiang scream, "My, my scaly-winged silk bracelet is gone!"
The two sisters from the Yuling Sect hurriedly asked with concern: "The bracelet was still there just now, could it have been stolen?"
Yu Jiangjiang's eyes were red, and crystal tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes: "How could it be, I just had contact with my sister, my sister would never steal my bracelet..."
It would have been fine if she hadn't said it, but after she said it, everyone else looked at Yu Zhengzheng with contempt in their eyes, as if they were already certain that the thief was Yu Zhengzheng.
The sisters from the Yuling Sect seemed to be afraid that the fire was not big enough, and asked in confusion: "Miss Yu seems to have a single spiritual root of wood spiritual root, how come she was detected to have a fire spiritual root just now?"
As soon as she said this, the old woman's face turned gloomy. Before Yu Zhengzheng could react, she pried open her palm and found the spiritual power bead she was tightly holding.
"Being partial to others and committing fraud, you will be punished according to the assessment!"
Shanshui was anxious. She rushed to Yu Zhengzheng and acted like a hen protecting her chicks: "No, Miss Zhengzheng definitely didn't cheat!"
The old woman was about to pull Shanshui's arm away with a cold face, but the moment she touched Shanshui, she was blocked by Xiang Feng's Chixiao sword.
Xiang Feng's skin was white, and there was a smile in his dark eyes: "Children are ignorant, calm down."
"Let her take the test again to convince everyone."
His tone left no room for argument. Although the old woman was much older than him, her spiritual power was inferior to his. The Ghost Sect has always spoken with ability. Even if she was unhappy, she could only do as he said.
Yu Zhengzheng looked at Xiang Feng and her calves went weak. He wanted her to die with a sincere heart.
The Holy Spirit Hall was filled with voices mocking her. Some said she was shameless for stealing her own sister's things, others said she was a waste of wood spirit roots and was doomed to die. Everyone was looking at her sarcastically, waiting for her to be killed miserably and hideously by Xiang Feng.
She clenched her teeth, but couldn't stretch out her palm. The old woman raised her hand and pressed her palm, pressing her towards the Lingyun Pearl.