The top tower deep in Changle Terrace symbolizes the pinnacle of power in Xuanling Holy Land.

Su Qianran stood in front of Wang Taohua, his heart tense, and he bent his head, waiting for instructions.

"The people from the lower sect have passed the assessment, how should we arrange it?"

Wang Taohua asked.

"Reporting to the Grandmaster, these people will be selected by the elders in charge of each branch and carefully trained. If someone is more outstanding in the future, they can enter the main branch and be trained as a focus."

Su Qianran thought about it and replied truthfully.

"What do you think of this selection?"

Leaning lightly on the chair, Wang Taohua looked lazy and asked another question.

Hearing this, Su Qianran was slightly stunned, not quite understanding the deep meaning of the master's words.

"My disciple is dull and stupid, so I ask the master for guidance."

Su Qianran was very cautious and did not dare to speculate on the master's intentions.

"What do you think of this person's performance?"

Wang Taohua waved her hand, and the ancient mirror hanging in the air in front of her shook slightly, projecting the area where the people from the Cangxu Sect were, and finally locked onto Xu Jinse.

Su Qianran turned sideways and looked over immediately. She had some impression of Xu Jinse. Her performance was not bad, reaching the standard of inner disciples of Xuanling Holy Land.

To say that it is outstanding is far from enough.

What exactly does the word "ancestor" mean?

After staring for a few seconds, Su Qianran thought secretly that she felt under tremendous pressure as she had no idea what the old ancestor was thinking.

After some careful consideration, he dared to speak: "This person is from the Cangxu Sect, has decent talent, and performs well."

Too much talk will lead to mistakes, and accurate evaluation is appropriate.

"I think this girl is quite outstanding and worth training. Girl, what do you think?"

Wang Taohua stopped beating around the bush and told him what she was thinking.

"What the ancestor said is absolutely true."

Since the ancestor has spoken, how could Su Qianran possibly raise any objection? Of course, he highly appreciated it and agreed with it.

"I originally wanted to suggest that you make her your personal attendant and keep her by your side to teach you. What do you think?"

Wang Taohua spoke in a gentle tone.

"Disciple, I will train this person well."

Although she didn't know why the Grand Master valued Xu Jinse so much and was very confused, Su Qianran remained calm and didn't ask any more questions.

"Nothing else, back off!"

Having achieved her goal, Wang Taohua waved her hand gently.

"The disciple retire."

After bowing to the three people, Su Qianran retreated outside the barrier.

Alone here, he turned his head to look in the direction where the people from Cang Xu Sect were, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

This girl is ordinary, how did she catch the master's eye?

Weird!

Su Qianran really couldn't figure it out, so she had to suppress it in her heart.

Perhaps, this woman had a good relationship with the ancestor.

Perhaps, this woman is not as simple as she seems, and she has some extraordinary abilities hidden, but she cannot hide them from the eyes of the master.

Stop having random thoughts and just follow the Master’s instructions.

At the top of the pavilion, Wang Taohua took a big sip of wine, smiled evilly, and said to Chen Qingyuan: "You don't mind me doing this, do you?"

"what ever."

Chen Qingyuan glanced over, his expression unchanged, not caring at all.

What a naughty old boy, full of evil taste.

Wang Taohua would not deliberately arrange for Chen Qingyuan and Xu Jinse to meet, she only guided them and let the situation develop slowly. It would definitely be interesting if they met by chance one day.

Now that she has something to look forward to, Wang Taohua will surely wait patiently.

Seeing this wonderful show, Yan Ze found it very interesting and smiled without saying a word.

A word from the people above can change the fate of those at the bottom.

This is true no matter what era or where you are.

In the Mortal Dynasty, with a little help from the dignitaries, ordinary people can cross classes and enjoy wealth and glory.

The world of cultivation is more realistic. In the eyes of many people, the Cang Xu Sect is already a behemoth, but after arriving at the Xuan Ling Holy Land, it becomes as small as dust.

Xu Jinse would never have thought in her life that her desperate efforts to climb up would be far inferior to a big shot's evil taste.

The competition among the disciples of Xuanling Holy Land did not arouse the interest of Wang Taohua and others.

The highlight is over, and the sequel is not interesting.

"Change the place."

Wang Taohua suggested.

Chen Qingyuan had no objection. For the sake of the holy medicine, he agreed to participate in the competition ceremony in the holy land just to satisfy Wang Taohua's perverted interests.

As for Yan Ze, he can stay anywhere.

So, Wang Taohua stretched out her hand and gently drew the void beside her, and a crack immediately appeared.

The three of them stood up, crossed the crack, and went somewhere else.

Su Qianran and the higher-ups of the Holy Land were completely unaware of this matter and thought that their own ancestor and the two distinguished guests were paying attention to this competition.

Many geniuses tried their best to demonstrate their strength, just to have a chance to be appreciated by their ancestors.

Unfortunately, their ancestor has passed away.

The people from the lower sect felt ashamed when they saw the competition among the top disciples from the holy land.

After a long time, the competition ended successfully.

The genius who won the first place was beaming with pride.

The Great Elder personally delivered the rewards to every outstanding disciple and smiled with satisfaction.

After the competition, it is natural to ask the ancestor if he has any other instructions and whether he is satisfied.

The Holy Lord did not dare to go directly to the top floor, so he sent a message to Su Qianran and asked her to convey the message.

"Ancestor."

Su Qianran stood outside the forbidden barrier, bowed slightly, and called softly.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't get any response from the master.

After thinking about it, he told the Holy Lord about it.

Knowing that he could not contact the master, the Holy Lord took it very seriously. After thinking it over again and again, he boldly went to the top of the pavilion.

Called many times, but got no response.

"The ancestor probably left."

The Holy Lord judged.

There is no need to report the whereabouts of the ancestor to them.

The top leaders of Xuanling Holy Land followed the pre-planned plan and brought the competition to a successful conclusion.

At the same time, the deacons and elders of each branch came side by side and began to select the geniuses who had successfully been promoted to the next level of the sect.

The thirty-six people who passed the test were separated into two rows, male and female.

Their faces were filled with unconcealable joy and excitement. They had never expected that one day they would become disciples of Xuanling Holy Land. It seemed like a big dream.

"Since you are a sword cultivator, you should become Chang Xuanfeng's disciple."

A middle-aged man with a square face, wearing a deacon's robe, walked up to Xu Jinse and spoke with a serious face.

"Yes."

Xu Jinse was very self-aware and immediately bowed, without any resistance, and would not foolishly make a choice on her own. The reason was simple: she had no right to choose.

"and many more."

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance.

Su Qianran, dressed in a luxurious brocade dress, was like a fairy walking out of a fairy palace, falling from the sea of ​​clouds, pure and elegant.

Su Qianran appeared here, and the other women were eclipsed.

"Meet the Saint!"

When they saw the newcomer, the deacons changed their cold attitude and became fawning and respectful, shouting in unison.