The Light Screen displayed two large characters.
"Luoshan," followed by a line of small characters below.
"One stick of incense."
"Passing the assessment within one stick of incense, that’s pretty fast."
Liang Yu evaluated while stroking his chin.
Gu Sheng turned to look at him.
"With this speed, can he get into the top ten?"
Liang Yu shook his head.
"It’s unlikely. Unless he gains an advantage in the third round, it’s very hard to enter Qinghe Holy Land."
He lowered his voice.
"Qinghe Holy Land is only offering ten spots this time, and cultivators from all three squares are fighting for them. Entering the third round just gives you a chance, but finally becoming a disciple depends on the final round’s competition."
"Ten spots..."
Gu Sheng’s eyes sparkled.
"To secure entry, do we need to get into the top three?"
"Exactly."
Liang Yu nodded, a hint of eagerness in his eyes.
"I suggest that you two achieve good results in the array assessment and then represent us in the third round, overpowering the other squares. This way, not only can you secure entry into Qinghe Holy Land, but also win more spots for our fellow cultivators in the third round."
"Leave it to me!"
Ling Xiao said confidently, pounding his chest.
Liang Yu looked relieved.
"Then thank you both."
Gu Sheng didn’t reply, just looked deeply at Liang Yu, his gaze scrutinizing.
Liang Yu felt a bit uneasy under his gaze and chuckled awkwardly.
"Why are you looking at me like that, fellow cultivator?"
"Nothing."
Gu Sheng withdrew his gaze.
"Just curious why you trust us so much."
Liang Yu sighed in relief and laughed.
"To be honest, from the first time I saw you two, I felt you were extraordinary."
Gu Sheng no longer paid him attention, refocusing on the array.
By this time, a third cultivator had already entered the black mist but was blasted out in less than half a stick of incense, even more disheveled than the first.
Seeing this, Ling Xiao patted Liang Yu.
"Don’t mind it, Gu Sheng is just like that."
Liang Yu quickly returned to his cheeky demeanor.
"I understand, I understand, geniuses always have some quirks!"
The examinations at the three squares were progressing simultaneously. Although the second round was much slower than the first, the overall progress was smooth.
In less than two hours, more than sixty percent of the cultivators had attempted the array, with over half failing.
Those who successfully passed the array looked nervously up at the sky—where a giant Light Screen showed the current top ten cultivators and their results.
Liang Yu constantly watched the ranking changes, occasionally exclaiming.
"The top ten all finished around one stick of incense... Tsk tsk, that ’Song Zhengming’ is amazing, it only took him a quarter of an hour to pass!"
Ling Xiao couldn’t hold back any longer and tugged on Gu Sheng’s sleeve.
"When are we going up? I can’t wait to show those Qinghe Holy Land guys that their so-called talent and pride mean nothing to me!"
Gu Sheng finally pulled his gaze back, a slight smile tugging at his lips.
"It’s about time. We now have enough samples to reference."
Gu Sheng’s eyes scanned the half-tested crowd in the square.
His strategy was clear—not to stand out too soon, nor to miss the opportunity by waiting too long, but to go up at the midpoint was the safest bet.
"Haha, then I’ll go first!"
With Gu Sheng’s tacit approval, Ling Xiao eagerly rolled up his sleeves, ready for action.
Gu Sheng grabbed his wrist and sent a secret transmission.
"Remember, control it to about half a stick of incense, don’t—"
"Got it, got it!"
Ling Xiao impatiently waved him off, his perfunctory attitude causing Gu Sheng to frown.
Watching Ling Xiao walk towards the array, Gu Sheng felt a sense of foreboding.
This Ling Xiao was good at everything except handling provocations.
Sure enough, Ling Xiao’s entrance immediately drew the attention of Qinghe Holy Land disciples.
They gathered together, unabashedly pointing fingers.
"Look, that charlatan’s going up!"
"The one that’s always swindling people?"
"I bet he won’t last more than three breaths before getting kicked out!"
The sharp laughter echoed across the square.
Ling Xiao’s steps halted abruptly.
"A bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well!"
Ling Xiao’s voice boomed like a bell, pointing at the Holy Land disciples, cursing them.
"Come down here if you have the guts and let’s have a real fight?"
The whole venue was in an uproar.



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