Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 116 - 117 Difficult Assessment

Chapter 116: Chapter 117 Difficult Assessment

In front of this towering thousand-foot giant tower, an image formed. This was Yao Fang’s performance on the Path to Heaven.

The first level of the Path to Heaven was to battle a martial artist with the same strength as Yao Fang.

Those who could enter the Martial Victory Academy were all somewhat talented, and it didn’t take long before Yao Fang defeated the first phantom.

He then approached and ascended to the second level.

The phantom on the second level was actually a bit stronger than the one on the first level.

Yao Fang’s battle became much more challenging, and it was only after more than ten minutes that he managed to narrowly defeat the second-level phantom.

It seemed that the phantom on the second level was already his limit.

Numerous elders observing on the side all shook their heads now.

Such strength was truly disappointing and hardly noteworthy.

Sure enough, after Yao Fang stepped into the third level, he was swiftly defeated by the phantom of the third level within a few moves.

In front of Yao Fang, a jade bottle slowly appeared.

This must be the reward mentioned by Qu Wuyin.

Inside the jade bottle, there was an elixir that was azure blue in color with two clear green stripes visible on it.

"Dan pattern,"

"Profound-level elixir."

Seeing the azure-blue elixir in front of Yao Fang, the martial artists present excitedly exclaimed.

Yao Fang had only passed through two levels of the Path to Heaven, yet he had already received a Profound-level elixir as a reward.

"Nourishing Yuan Pill, a lower-grade Profound-level elixir, but it’s effectiveness is still hundreds of times better compared to the Qi Gathering Pill. It’s worth is equivalent to the potency of a hundred Qi Gathering Pills."

Chu Fengmian had refined countless elixirs in the past and could naturally recognize what kind of elixir Yao Fang had received at a glance.

"Descend now and report to the outer sect," the overseeing elder said blandly as Yao Fang emerged.

Yao Fang’s performance was simply incapable of moving any Hall Masters or elders. Unable to be chosen, he could only go to the outer sect, becoming an outer disciple.

"Yes."

Yao Fang, holding the Nourishing Yuan Pill and answering excitedly, started walking towards the direction of the outer sect.

To him, being able to enter the outer sect was already a stroke of luck.

"Next."

Another martial artist entered the Path to Heaven, and shortly afterward, like Yao Fang, was thrown out at the third level.

"Go to the outer sect to report. Next."

The overseeing elder spoke without any expression on his face.

Those at the bottom had little chance of catching the eye of the Hall Masters and elders. Only the top ten newcomers had a chance.

The assessment continued. Every participant entered; most were defeated at the third level, with only a handful managing to push through to the fourth level.

The Path to Heaven assessment was a shortcut to reach the heavens, and for most martial artists, they had no real expectations from the start.

Even in failure, there was not much disappointment; becoming an outer disciple already made them the best of the new generation.

"Next, Su Hu."

Time had insensibly passed, and the number of candidates remaining was down to five.

Ran Qing, previously ranked sixth, had broken through to the ninth level, but when it was time for the ninth level,

Even though Ran Qing had reached the ninth level, not a single Hall Master or elder showed interest in taking him as a disciple, and he could only leave in silent dejection.

"This assessment is so brutal, even Ran Qing couldn’t garner any favor from the Hall Masters or elders,"

Some onlooking martial artists discussed amongst themselves.

Ran Qing’s strength was only second to the four prodigies, and in everyone’s eyes, he had high hopes of entering the inner sect.

But the result turned out to be cruel.

"With Su Hu’s strength, perhaps he could challenge the tenth level,"

Chu Fengmian thought to himself as he watched Su Hu step forward.

Su Hu’s strength had been greatly honed on the desolate island, and now he might actually be able to challenge the tenth level.

At least in Chu Fengmian’s eyes, Su Hu was considerably stronger than Ran Qing.

Su Hu entered the Path to Heaven, and for the first few levels, he hardly exerted much effort to pass.

In less than five minutes, he was already standing at the ninth level, the same as Ran Qing before him.

It seemed he was having an easier time than Ran Qing.

Su Hu’s realm was at the fifth level of the body tempering realm, and he was facing a peak fifth level body tempering realm phantom.

The strength of this phantom was infinitely close to the sixth level of the body tempering realm, which meant that Su Hu’s battle was almost like crossing a realm.

"Bang!"

Su Hu’s body suddenly collided, launching into a frenzied battle with the phantom.

These two figures were completely competing in strength, seemingly inseparable.

"Su Hu’s strength really is astonishing, his abilities during the Ark assessment weren’t nearly this impressive; it’s unexpected he has improved so quickly,"

A muscular middle-aged man mumbled to himself on the side.

"He’s a promising talent."

"Oh? Is the Ancient Hall Master interested in Su Hu?"

An elder sitting next to the Ancient Hall Master asked with a smile.

"Su Hu is practicing pure Martial Arts, which is a perfect match for the Ancient Martial Hall."

"If Su Hu gets through this, I will take him as my disciple."

The Ancient Hall Master’s voice carried a hint of anticipation.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

On the Path to Heaven, Su Hu’s battle with the phantom was reaching its climax.

Su Hu’s body, with a surge of brute strength, suddenly erupted, seizing the phantom and viciously slamming it to the ground.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the phantom was completely shattered.

He passed the ninth level.

"How strong."

"This Su Hu, earning his place in the top five, unquestionably deserves recognition for his strength."

Multiple martial artists, witnessing the scene, murmured to one another.

They originally thought Su Hu’s entry into the top five was lucky, but now it was clear it was purely his strength that had taken him there.

But for Su Hu, the ninth level was already his limit.

He stood up and walked towards the tenth level. As the phantom of the tenth level formed, it launched a fierce punch at Su Hu.

"Thud!"

Su Hu’s body was instantly knocked out of the tower.

At the same time, an elixir slowly emerged in front of him.

"True Martial Pill."

"Such a generous reward."

The onlooking martial artists, seeing the elixir in Su Hu’s hands, had faces full of envy.

The True Martial Pill was an upper-graded Profound-level elixir that could temper a martial artist’s body.

For Su Hu, it was the best kind of elixir.