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The news that Ye Feng and Bai Jing had offended the talented youth Feng Jia spread quickly, and the two seemed to have become pariahs. Outside the Mountain Gate of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, disciples avoided them as if they were a plague, let alone approach them to strike up a conversation. Ye Feng naturally relished this situation, enjoying the long-awaited peace while also having more time to contemplate matters related to cultivation.
Bai Jing, on the other hand, wore a gloomy expression, and his mood gradually sank. Among the group of preparatory disciples, there were several like him who had entered the Re-examination relying on the Cloud Entry Token. Most of these youths faced rejection from other disciples, and they were originally targets for Bai Jing to win over. However, due to Feng Jia's presence, these youths chose to reject Bai Jing's overtures right away.
As a result, their room number 303 became the only one without any preparatory disciples visiting. With the First Round Assessment yet to begin, many preparatory disciples were already busy preparing for the upcoming survival trials, leading to the formation of various Trial Teams. Only Bai Jing and Ye Feng remained unnoticed.
Bai Jing had complained multiple times about this situation and found it hard to concentrate on his cultivation. Ye Feng, however, seemed unfazed by it all; he did not take the survival trials seriously at all. Aside from occasionally practicing cultivation, he spent most of his time studying a not-so-thick assessment booklet.
As the date of the First Round Assessment approached, Bai Jing became increasingly anxious, sighing throughout the day and appearing dejected.
"Let's get through the First Round Assessment first; I will form a small team," Ye Feng finally said with irritation.
"What do you expect to use to form a team? Everyone is avoiding us. That brat Feng Jia is truly despicable; he's pushing us towards our doom!" Bai Jing exclaimed angrily.
Ye Feng set down his booklet and replied seriously, "Forming a team doesn't guarantee passing the survival trials. If it were that simple, wouldn't all preparatory disciples just form teams and easily pass to become Outer Sect Disciples of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect?"
Bai Jing clearly disagreed with Ye Feng's viewpoint and retorted with a flushed face, "If we form a team, we can look out for each other."
"You are too naive." Ye Feng was tired of arguing about this meaningless topic with Bai Jing and decided to hit him with a harsh truth, even if it would hurt Bai Jing's pride.
"Suppose Feng Jia's Demon Hunting Squad agrees to let you join and you officially become a member of the strongest squad among these preparatory disciples. What position do you think you could hold in the Demon Hunting Squad with your abilities?"
"Well... it shouldn't be too bad. My connections have always been good, and I'm relatively smart; I can quickly leave a good impression on others," Bai Jing said with an even redder face, giving a reason he wasn't entirely sure about himself.
"With a trial of this level like the survival trial in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, do you really think connections are more useful than strength? Even if your sweet talk earns you many teammates' favor, when faced with insurmountable danger, do you think they would risk their lives to protect you based on that goodwill or push you forward as cannon fodder to buy themselves a chance to escape?" Ye Feng's voice grew increasingly stern.
Bai Jing hesitated to speak; he naturally understood that any connections were less important than life itself. Often, when faced with threats to their lives, many people would abandon even their blood relatives, let alone ordinary friends with whom they had just begun to establish a rapport.
He had been clinging to a sense of luck, unwilling to admit this fact. It must be said that this is the tragedy of most weak individuals.
"If you were alone, you might be able to escape if you encountered danger. However, once you join a makeshift team like this, the higher-ups will treat low-level warriors like you as cannon fodder, and you won't be able to resist. Therefore, only teams formed by warriors of similar cultivation levels have a slight chance of not abandoning every teammate because each member will demonstrate their value during the trial."
"The threat from Feng Jia is just one aspect; the main reason is that you are too weak, and no team wants you," Ye Feng bluntly stated, ruthlessly shattering Bai Jing's dreams, leaving her looking despondent.
"What should I do? It seems impossible to pass this survival trial," Bai Jing said, her small face pale and filled with despair.
"Never mind. I said I would form a team, and I can guarantee that you won't become cannon fodder in this team!" Ye Feng repeated helplessly.
Bai Jing was momentarily taken aback. She suddenly remembered that Ye Feng had mentioned forming a team capable of accommodating her before starting this conversation. She had not taken it seriously at the time, but now Ye Feng was bringing it up earnestly, which did not seem like mockery.
"Really? Have you been secretly looking for other team members behind my back?" Bai Jing's dull eyes sparkled again. "Quickly tell me, what’s the team name? Is it powerful enough? How many members do you have? What are their strengths? Don’t tell me your team has fewer than ten members; there are over a thousand reserve disciples here. With your strength, recruiting more than ten members shouldn't be difficult."
Ye Feng's cultivation was indeed his only advantage; among the thousand reserve disciples, less than one-tenth had reached the late stage of the Origin Martial Realm—only about a hundred in total.
Bai Jing eagerly leaned closer to Ye Feng, but he merely shrugged and lay back down on the bed, casually saying, "I haven't thought of a team name yet. What do you think of 'Demon Squad'? After all, my goal is those Heavenly Demon Flowers. As for members, for now, it's just you and me. Your strength is somewhat unreliable; however, I consider my strength to be dependable enough to pass this survival trial without question."
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Whether Bai Jing was willing to admit it or not, she had indeed become one of the members of the smallest Trial Team in the history of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's survival trials. The name "Demon Squad" quickly attracted countless mockeries from others, and she and Ye Feng became the laughingstock among this batch of reserve disciples.
"Wow, a team made up of just two people, they are really bold. This survival trial is in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, a place that even the Expert of the Gale Martial Realm wouldn't dare to enter easily. Can they survive as a duo?"
"It's a pity about the name Demon Squad; I can't believe I didn't think of it first."
"Don't worry, whether this historically smallest team qualifies to enter the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons is still uncertain. They might not even pass the First Round Assessment. At that time, you can just change the team name to Demon Squad."
Bai Jing felt helpless about this. Having a late-stage Origin Martial Realm expert as a teammate was certainly better than venturing alone into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons. He could only hope that Ye Feng's strength was as formidable as Feng Jia imagined or that he could showcase some untapped potential during the First Round Assessment, earning an extra chance for rescue from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.
The day of the First Round Assessment soon arrived. Under Shen Qianjun's leadership, Ye Feng and his batch of preparatory disciples entered the Heavenly Mechanism Sect's Mountain Gate for the first time, walking slowly along the straight and spacious ten-thousand-layer staircase deeper into Langya Mountain.
Langya Mountain is a famous mountain in the Sky Abyss Empire, and its scenery is naturally breathtaking. The Heaven and Earth Origin Power here is much denser than in the outside world. Moreover, due to the establishment of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect here, no one dared to cause trouble or recklessly damage its unique landscape.
On a nearby peak, a giant rock on Summit has been weathered for over ten thousand years, taking on the shape of a human fist. This is the renowned Skybreaking Peak, one of the thirteen peaks occupied by the Heavenly Mechanism Sect. The Summit rock reaches into the clouds, seemingly ready to punch through the sky, majestic and awe-inspiring.
However, among thousands of preparatory disciples, only a few noticed this marvel. Most wore serious expressions, too preoccupied with their thoughts to appreciate the view. They hurriedly followed Elder Shen's pace while contemplating how to pass the first round test.
Ye Feng and Bai Jing lagged at the back of the group. Bai Jing struggled due to his low cultivation level; his speed couldn't keep up. If he hadn't reached the Origin Martial Realm and refined his Vital Energy into an Essence Pill, he would have likely exhausted himself halfway up the mountain. Although he could barely keep up with most of the group now, moving any faster was nearly impossible.
Ye Feng, on the other hand, strolled leisurely as if he were out for a scenic tour rather than participating in a tense First Round Assessment. He frequently asked Bai Jing about each mountain and scenic spot they passed by and occasionally dashed ahead onto some small paths extending into the mountainside. When Bai Jing noticed Ye Feng suddenly disappearing and panicked for a moment, Ye Feng would quietly return behind him again.
Under Shen Qianjun's guidance, they soon reached the location of Heavenly Mechanism Sect's Outer Sect. Ye Feng finally learned from Bai Jing that they were climbing a peak called Ruyun Peak, one of the thirteen peaks of Heavenly Mechanism Sect and also the largest among all peaks in Langya Mountain range. However, Ruyun Peak was clearly not the highest since Summit's height was less than one-third that of Skybreaking Peak.
"No wonder that token from Heavenly Mechanism Sect that exempts one from initial trials is called Cloud Entry Token; it turns out it's related to this peak," Ye Feng thought in astonishment.
The Summit is a vast flatland, spanning thousands of miles, as if carved by a single sword. The Ground has been renovated, paved with large slabs of bluestone. Looking around, the entire Summit is covered by numerous grand buildings. Since it is morning, mist rises, and clouds swirl around these structures, resembling a celestial palace.
Among the preparatory disciples, someone gasped in awe. Ye Feng was also struck by the scene before him; it truly lived up to its reputation as a Heavenly Level Sect, with even the Outer Sect's location constructed so magnificently and imposing.
Shen Qianjun led the group of preparatory disciples to a square in front of a grand hall. Before they could clearly see the resplendent plaque above the hall, he maintained his characteristic stern expression and spoke succinctly.
"This is the Assessment Hall, known as the Heart-Seeking Hall. It has eight large halls that assess eight different talents. When your name is called, step forward directly; there will be designated disciples to guide you inside!"
As the disciples eagerly awaited Shen Qianjun to reveal some details about the assessment, he suddenly unfolded his form and vanished from their sight in an instant.
"Is he just leaving like that? This Elder Shen is really irresponsible," someone murmured quietly.
"Shh, keep your voice down. If others hear this and it reaches Elder Shen, you might as well not hope to pass this Re-examination."
"Why?"
"Because even if you luck out and become an Outer Sect Disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, you will still meet a terrible fate!"
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