A parent spoke with confusion in his tone and said, "This time the Tian-level sect did not come here at all. The most famous one seemed to be the Feilong Sect, the Feilong Sect, the earth-level sect. Moreover, the Feilong Sect did not publicly accept disciples, but used the recommendation system. Your son—"

Ah——so!” Aunt San was stunned for a moment, then continued, “Anyway, my son is very powerful. There is hope for this time.”

Then what level has your son reached for martial arts? My son is twenty years old and has no idea about the strength of the early stage of the Xuan level." A parent asked.

The third aunt was stunned again, her expression flickered, "I don't seem to understand this very much. It seems that I have heard my son say something about yellow, mysterious, etc., but I don't know the details."

The third uncle on the side felt more and more nervous at this moment, because he vaguely remembered that his son seemed to have said that he was in the early stage of the yellow level or the middle stage of the yellow level.

"The master of Qingyu said that Yuan'er is average in talent. If you say Yuan'er, shouldn't he——" Uncle San said worriedly.

The third aunt gave Uncle San a blank look and interrupted him, "What are you talking nonsense? My family Yuan'er is very talented and will definitely pass the assessment."

While the two were talking, a young man came out.

The parents who had just spoken immediately met him, with anxiety and nervous expressions on their faces, "How is the assessment? Have you passed?"

The man shook his head and said in disappointment: "No, it's still a little short. The master of Ruhai Sect asked me to try other Xuan-level sects, and I should have a chance."

"Oh--" the parents sighed, but then encouraged, "Since the master of Ruhai Sect has said it, there must be a chance. Let's try it in the sect next to you."

Then, they left.

Seeing this, my uncle became more and more uneasy and began to worry, "The man said just now that his son has the strength of the early stage of the Xuan level, and he failed the assessment. Yuan'er shouldn't-"

Shut up, you don’t say something good, you will only think randomly—” Aunt San scolded.

But at this moment, a sudden angrily shouted out from Ruhai Sect, "What are the people outside doing? Put all this kind of garbage in, is it a waste of my time?"

With a loud shout, the staff at the gate of Ruhai Sect suddenly changed their expressions and rushed into it.

After a few seconds, he walked out with a pale face, with a terrible expression.

"Get out, damn it, I'm a trash. I've been criticized." The staff shouted coldly and then threw the person in his hand out.

The person howled and got up from the ground.

Then, everyone saw his face clearly, it was Zhuo Yuan.

Uncle and Aunt San were stunned for a few seconds before quickly running to Zhuo Yuan.

"Yuan'er, what's going on?" asked the third aunt. Zhuo

Yuan's face turned heavy and he said, "The people from Ruhai Sect disliked me and said I was not qualified, so he drove me out."

"How could it be? Yuan'er, you have a very high talent, in the county town-" Aunt San was still a little unbelievable.

But at this moment, Uncle San saw the cold eyes of the staff of Ruhai Sect, and quickly pulled Aunt San and Zhuo Yuan aside.

At this time, Zhuo Qingyu walked over, sighed and said, "Uncle San, Aunt Zhuo Yuan. My teacher did not lie to you. Zhuo Yuan is indeed not suitable for martial arts. If he really wants to take the martial arts path, I can ask the teacher for help, and maybe there are still some opportunities--"

Zhuo Yuan's expression suddenly became cold when he heard this, "Zhuo Qingyu, are you here to take advantage of the situation? I don't believe what your bullshit teacher said at all."

Aunt also hurriedly said, "Zhuo Qingyu, don't be proud. This time it's the first one, and there are so many sects, my family Yuan'er will definitely succeed."

As he said that, the third aunt pulled Zhuo Yuan and was going to other sects to register for the assessment.

Behind him, Uncle San wanted to say something but stopped, but he wanted to say something, but he couldn't speak.

Seeing this, Zhuo Qingyu could only sigh and sighed in his heart. After this time, I am afraid that the property of the third uncle's family will be consumed!

After that, Zhuo Yuan was almost thrown out at the registration points of several Xuan-level sects as soon as he entered, and some even couldn't even register and were directly rejected.

Uncle San’s family had a pale complexion and a very ugly expression.

He gritted his teeth and walked towards several yellow-level sects.

We thought to ourselves that with Zhuo Yuan's talent and strength, the Xuan-level sect is not good, and the worst Huang-level sect should have a chance!

The reality is cold and cruel. Zhuo Yuan tried several yellow-level sects, but none of them passed the assessment. Even the remaining yellow-level sects looked at Zhuo Yuan and refused directly.

I spent more than 4 million yuan in registration fees, but Zhuo Yuan's family failed to pass the assessment. Instead, it became the focus of attention of everyone on the scene, and they started to talk about it with a finger.

Haha, where did the country bumpkin come from? I didn’t even enter the martial arts gate, so I just signed up here. It’s simply funny.”

"That's right, that kind of mediocre and garbage kind of thing doesn't have any self-knowledge? It's a waste of money to even sign up."

"I think, their family is all funny. I just said that I should sign up for the Heaven-level Sect and the Earth-level Sect."

"At that level, when you go to the Yellow-level sect to be a serious disciple, you won't even be fond of it. You still claim to be talented, it's so funny."...

...

Faced with these ridicule and discussion, Zhuo Yuan's family of three looked very ugly and his expression was extremely depressed.

At this time, Zhuo Qingyu couldn't bear to be so ridiculed by them, so he walked over and said softly: "Uncle San, my teacher is upstairs, I'll take you upstairs to rest, don't stay here."

Zhuo Qingyu had a kind intention, but at this moment, it became a ridicule in Zhuo Yuan and the others' eyes.

Du's frustration and blow made Zhuo Yuan suddenly become angry and glared at Zhuo Wenwen, "Are you here to laugh at me too? I don't need you to meddle in other people's business."

"Zhuo Yuan, I don't mean that, I-" Zhuo Qingyu wanted to explain.

But Aunt San said directly: "Zhuo Qingyu, get away. Don't think that if my family Yuan'er fails, you can ridicule me. You are not a powerful person. You are a young man as your teacher and show off in front of us. If you come to participate in the assessment, you will definitely not be able to pass. What qualifications do you have to laugh at my family Yuan'er!"

"San Auntie, I don't-" Zhuo Qingyu explained hurriedly.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe walked over, looked at Zhuo Qingyu, and said, "Miss, I see that you are restrained and talented, are you willing to join our Sanlin Temple?"
Chapter completed!