Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

"No." Chen Diji suddenly realized. He quickly took back the sword and looked at Ruan Moli. "If I take my eighth junior brother away now, I can still take part in the exam. But what if I don't go and miss it again?"

This one word woke people up from their dreams, and everyone reacted immediately after hearing it.

Right! Isn't the most important thing now to take Eighth Junior Brother to participate in the sect exam?

Oh no! Oh no! I forgot everything!

Xie Chunan was the first to react. He grabbed Zhu Wuhen by the back of the collar, held him under his armpit, summoned his sword - Feng Ling, and drove away quickly without saying a word.

Soon after, Xie Zhaoli followed closely behind. Just as Ruan Moli was about to leave, Chen Diji grabbed Ruan Moli's hand and asked softly, "Do I need to take the exam again?"

Ruan Moli touched Chen Diji's head and said, "You have already drawn the sword master, so you don't need to take the test again."

"You stay here first, we'll be back soon. I'll go see how Eighth Junior Brother did in the exam."

really...

It's human nature to like to join in the fun, no matter where you are.

Chen Diji watched Ruan Moli leave, then took out a maple branch from his pocket, stepped on the branch and slowly took off.

He has to join in the fun.

Come to think of it, this is the first time I’ve sat in the audience and watched other people compete!

This feeling... makes me happy just thinking about it.

He flew very slowly all the way, completely unlike the brave figure three days ago who rushed to Jianya in less than a quarter of an hour.

He was flying leisurely on the road when someone passed by. When he saw it was Chen Diji and noticed the maple branches under his feet, he immediately stepped forward to greet him.

They half-jokingly asked, "Brother, are you stepping on maple branches to draw the sword again today?"

"Look, it seems to be the same maple branch, it hasn't been changed."

"Brother." One of them walked forward with a frown on his face. He said, "This time you got away with it with the magic weapon given by Immortal Chu Yi. Next time, you won't be so lucky."

"I advise you to rely on yourself. At such a young age, you won't get far if you rely on magic tools given by others."

After saying that, he left! They were obviously inner disciples who had not passed before, and now they had become outer disciples.

He felt resentful and thought that Chen Diji was able to reach this point because of the protection of the immortal Chu Yi.

Otherwise...how could a three-year-old child with no spiritual power and no spiritual roots pass one competition after another?

They were sure that Chen Diji cheated!

Chen Diji was not interested in dealing with them. You have to know that his soul age is already 27 years old. Why would he bother with a bunch of children?

They said it was cheating, so what? It was just that they were eliminated and wanted to vent their anger on the seemingly weak Chen Diji.

After all, it's all jealousy!

Chen Diji closed his eyes and left, still at the same slow pace as before, leisurely and leisurely.

snort!

At worst, I can meet my senior brothers later and complain to them!

Chen Diji was the last one to arrive at the competition venue. When he arrived, the competition was already more than halfway through.

What surprised him was that when most people, even those in the Foundation Establishment Stage, were still dodging the sword energy, his eighth junior brother Zhu Wuhen had already reached the Sword Cliff.

In addition to Zhu Wuhen, those who arrived at Jianya included Prince Yi, who had heavenly spiritual roots, Zhang Wuling, who had top-grade spiritual roots, and Zhong Ruoxuan.

Not only Chen Diji was a little surprised, but even his fellow senior brothers were also surprised.

Is this still the Zhu Wuhen they know whose spiritual roots were destroyed?

Didn't he have difficulty in cultivation after his spiritual roots were destroyed, and only relied on Master Chu Yi's swordsmanship to cultivate to the third level of Qi Refining? How come it seems now...his talent is not inferior to that of Prince Yi, who has a heavenly spiritual root, and is even stronger than Zhang Wuling and Zhong Ruoxuan, who have extreme spiritual roots.

Not only were they surprised, but everyone else could not accept the result.

"No way! Isn't that the second useless guy from Jianfeng? Isn't his spiritual root destroyed? Why do I think he... doesn't look like his spiritual root is destroyed?"

"That's right. What's going on? Could it be that the swordsmanship taught by Uncle Chu Yi is so magical? It can actually restore the destroyed spiritual roots in just half a year?"

"That's great! I won't have to worry about my spiritual roots being destroyed anymore."

Ruan Moli, Xie Zhaoli and Jie Chunan were completely unaware of this. They did not believe that Master Chu Yi's swordsmanship could really repair the spiritual roots so quickly. It could only allow the body to absorb spiritual energy.

Moreover, they didn't know when Zhu Wuhen's spiritual roots were repaired. To be precise, three days ago in the morning, they found that Zhu Wuhen's spiritual roots had not been repaired yet. How could it be repaired today?

What on earth did they go through during these three days?

Thinking of this, their eyes involuntarily stopped on Chen Diji who had just arrived.

As soon as Chen Diji arrived, he felt three burning gazes. He immediately felt sweat on his head and his expression became a little nervous.

When did the eighth junior brother repair his spiritual roots? He didn't know either!

Chen Diji thought again about the three days and three nights he had spent practicing in the village at the foot of the Liuli Sect. It seemed that during those three days, not only him, but also Zhu Wuhen had absorbed a lot of spiritual energy.

Presumably, that was the time.

If he had known that these spiritual energies could help Zhu Wuhen repair his spiritual roots as soon as possible, he would have asked Zhu Wuhen to practice with him several months ago.

But spiritual energy alone may not be enough...

Zhu San's figure suddenly appeared in Chen Diji's mind. If he guessed correctly, Zhu San should have helped.

Zhu San's actual cultivation level was above that of a celestial being, and he was a bit stronger than some ordinary fairies, so apart from Zhu San, he couldn't think of anyone else who could help Zhu Wuhen repair his spiritual roots.

It seems... Eighth Junior Brother owes Zhu San a huge favor!

The competition soon came to an end. Zhang Wuling rushed to the first place, followed by Xie Ruoxuan. Prince Yi, who had a heavenly spiritual root, might not be very familiar with the sword-wielding technique, and he was a little embarrassed every time he avoided the sword energy.

So even though he drew his sword the fastest, the time it took him to go there and come back was longer than that of Zhang Wuling and Xie Ruoxuan.

Zhu Wuhen only had Qi Refining cultivation, so it was normal that his strength was slightly inferior to theirs. However, even though his strength was so far behind theirs, he was able to follow closely behind them and returned only a few seconds behind Taizi Yi.

This result surprised countless people.

Even the woman who had been standing on the stage couldn't help but show a look of amazement.

Great! None of Chu Yi's disciples are mediocre!

Even my fourth brother, who was diagnosed as having no spiritual roots, can become the master of the Sword Master.

Thinking of this, Chen Wanruo couldn't help but feel a dense feeling of bitterness in her heart.

Uncle Master Chu Yi really had a keen eye for talent, and he accepted those who were strongly rejected by others as his personal disciples, and each of them became a proud child of the world-famous Dutian.

But people like me, who are highly praised by everyone, are not even in his eyes!

Uncle Chu Yi is indeed the one with the best vision and insight.