Chapter 51: Infuriated

What’s going on? Only at the Spirit Formation Realm and already received 1600 points? This Lin Ning has incredibly amazing talent! Jiang Cheng immediately perked up and couldn’t resist using the Insight Skill to take a look. Sure enough, there was a gray exclamation mark above Lin Ning’s head. "Hidden Phoenix Bloodline—one of the branches of the Ancient Four Divine Beasts Bloodline. If cultivating a Dark Attribute Technique, can gradually awaken Dark Talent." What Dark Attribute, Jiang Cheng had never heard of. Anyway, from the system’s description, this bloodline seemed to be really powerful. Didn’t expect that in this recruitment, we actually found a prodigy. Brother Cheng was immensely gratified, and immediately took back the ring that originally contained a Tier Four Spiritual Artifact, similar to what others would get. "Hahaha, no need for formalities!" He personally stood up, went forward and helped Lin Ning up. Winning people’s hearts was something he mastered naturally. Even though Lin Ning was already considered one of his own, it couldn’t hurt to deepen the bond! "I heard you were first in the entry test?" Brother Cheng’s handsome face wore a smile, kind and approachable. Lin Ning was somewhat overwhelmed by the favor and quickly bowed again in salute. "Yes." "Very good! Being first deserves a special reward indeed!" With that, Jiang Cheng swiped over another ring. A Tier Five Spirit Sword and a Tier Five Spirit Armor floated in the air. "This...is for me?" Even Lin Ning, who was naturally calm, couldn’t help but be shocked. That was a Tier Five Spiritual Artifact! She came from a slightly higher background than the average cultivator; her family had three Gathering Yuan Realm experts, making it one of the top families in the local city. The treasure of the family was a Tier Four Spirit Armor. It was something she’d dreamed of since childhood. Taking part in the test this time, the family had high hopes for her. Before her departure, the clan leader and a dozen elders personally admonished her. The Cultivation Realm is fraught with dangers and treacherous hearts, even among fellow disciples there’s ruthless competition. For this reason, they gave her the Tier Four Spirit Armor for protection. Hoping she would perform excellently, and one day, as she grows, to not forget to help elevate the Lin Family. Who would have thought that on the first day of entry, that Tier Four Spirit Armor would become unnecessary? Hiss... The group of ecstatic third-generation disciples were all wide-eyed. Not only a Tier Five Spirit Armor but also a Tier Five Spirit Sword... The treatment for being first was simply maddening! "Of course, it’s for you. You’ve joined the Feixian Sect; we’re all family now, no need to be a stranger." Lin Ning’s eyes reddened. Though she had humble talent since childhood, and coming from a collateral branch of the family, she wasn’t much valued. The Lin Family was a cultivation family, where everything depended on strength. Before awakening the Hidden Phoenix Bloodline at 12, she hadn’t felt noticed by elders or loved by peers; instead, she endured much scorn and ridicule. Yet here was this young Sect Leader, powerful beyond measure, caring for her on the very first day. "Thank you, Sect Leader!" She wasn’t good with words, but these three words were spoken with unwavering determination. After Lin Ning stepped back, only Qi Cang was left. He truly didn’t want to kneel. Those gifts that made other disciples dizzy were mere junk to him. As the Young Master of the Eight Clouds Hall, he already had Tier Seven Spirit Armor and Spirit Sword by his side, and as for pills, he used ones at the Spirit Platform level. Kneeling to Jiang Cheng was driving him mad. But for the grand plan, he had to endure! Endure for a vast, open future, endure for an ambition of grandeur! In the end, he forced himself to kneel down. Bang, bang, bang, he too made a three-kneel-nine-bow gesture. "Yun Cang—greetings to the Sect Leader!" His hands clenched into fists, knuckles turning white. Hurry up and end it! Quickly finish the gift-giving and end this humiliating ceremony. However this time, it was different from the previous ones. For this 54th consecutive token of respect, it didn’t appear. Jiang Cheng’s smile faded, because the system didn’t chime. No chime meant this wasn’t one of his own. He wouldn’t consider those who didn’t chime as enemies; after all, between enemies and allies, there were many ordinary passersby who were indifferent to him. But at the very least, disciples joining his sect must be his own. To have sworn allegiance to the Sect Leader and not have the chime sound meant there’s no point in keeping him. He wouldn’t raise ingrates, no matter how generous or wealthy he was. "Alright, get lost!" He didn’t recognize Qi Cang or know what his intentions were. Just considered him to be one of those self-serving, cold-blooded, disloyal types. Treating the Feixian Sect as a stepping stone, waiting until he was fully grown to change allegiances. He really didn’t imagine this person was here to overthrow the Feixian Sect. What? The atmosphere inside the hall, which had been happy, suddenly stalled. Everyone looked over incredulously. Get lost? What happened? Didn’t Yun Cang also pass the entry test? Why did he not only not receive a greeting gift but was also awarded a "get lost" by the Sect Leader? "Why?" Qi Cang felt as if he’d been dealt a blow to the head. He couldn’t understand because he believed his disguise was flawless. His actions hadn’t even begun, so he didn’t believe Jiang Cheng could see through his identity and intentions at a glance. "No reason." Jiang Cheng gave a cold smile. "Just don’t like the look of you." What kind of reason was that? This kind of response was simply to show disdain and humiliation. But no one present questioned it. Joking, Jiang Cheng was now considered the most respected and revered person by the third-generation disciples. If the Sect Leader said he didn’t like the look of someone, they would also immediately take a dislike to Qi Cang. No need for a reason. Lin Ning even held onto her sword hilt, considering whether to kill this person to please the Sect Leader. As for the second-generation elders, they already regarded Jiang Cheng as a god. Whatever he said was a decree. "Please get lost!" Luo Yuan stepped forward, pointing solemnly to the hall’s exit. Inside, Qi Cang felt suffocated, resentful, humiliated, dissatisfied, and full of hatred! I am the dignified Young Master of the Eight Clouds Hall, and you actually told me to get lost? At that moment, he wished he could leap up, grab Jiang Cheng by the neck, and bellow his demands, tearing him to pieces. Finally, he would kill everyone here cleanly. However, he dared not. This was the Feixian Sect, the Tiger Demon lay within. If he tore his mask off here, he wouldn’t even make it back alive. He could only obediently rise, leaving dejectedly under the eyes of everyone watching him. After he left, Jiang Cheng’s lips curled. "Alright, the annoying fly is gone, let’s continue the ceremony." He waved at Ji Linghan and the other elders. "You can now select your disciples." The atmosphere of the ceremony soon became lively once more. Several people had already made agreements back in the square, now it’s logical. Soon, 53 people had found their respective masters. Even Ji Linghan took in two female disciples. The only exception in the whole hall was Lin Ning. No matter who tried to recruit her, she refused. Her gaze was firmly on Jiang Cheng, never wavering. Being ogled so directly, Brother Cheng felt a bit smug, could it be his charm was too great, this young woman fell in love at first sight? But the problem was, she was only fifteen, not even fully developed yet. He was a man with principles. Maybe he should advise her to hold herself back for a few more years?