Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

"Seventh Junior Brother, Eighth Junior Brother." When everyone fell into silence, Ruan Moli came. He glanced at everyone and finally found Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen sitting together in a corner. He waved at the two and flew over on his sword. "Which round are you in?"

Zhu Wuhen slowly opened his eyes and took out a bamboo stick from his pocket. Ruan Moli took a look and saw that it was number 40. He sighed and looked at Chen Diji again.

Chen Diji didn't even look at Ruan Moli. He took out a bamboo stick from his pocket. The number 42 on the stick instantly stung Ruan Moli's eyes.

He sighed again, he had wanted the game to end early, but he didn't expect that the two of them were still behind.

Helplessly, he had to sit next to the two of them and watch the game with great interest.

"This class is pretty good! There are quite a few good prospects." After watching a few games, Ruan Moli exclaimed in praise, "Seventh Junior Brother, Eighth Junior Brother, the first place this time... I think you... have a lot of luck!"

"But if you can't get it, then don't get it! You don't have to be first. Even if you are not first, I will try my best to let Master keep you."

No...this is different from what we agreed before!

Although Chen Diji focused all his attention on the formation book, Ruan Moli was always nagging in his ear. Even if he didn't want to listen, a few words would still get into his ears, like the last sentence.

It was clearly said before that it didn't matter if they couldn't be first, and the master knew their strength well. Why did he change his mind now and say that if they couldn't be first, they would try their best to persuade the master to keep them?

Doesn’t this mean that if they don’t get first place, then the master will most likely kick them out?

Chen Diji didn't care. After all, it was Chu Yi who insisted on bringing him here. As for whether he could continue to be Chu Yi's apprentice, he naturally didn't care.

As for Zhu Wuhen, whose spiritual roots had been restored, he didn't care at all. Right now, he just wanted to follow Chen Diji.

Seeing that Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen's expressions had hardly changed, Ruan Moli observed three seconds of silence for Chu Yi in his heart.

Master, oh master, if you don’t come back, your two disciples will no longer care about you.

You see, they don’t care at all about whether they can continue to be your disciples!

Ruan Moli was a little worried in his heart, but he was not too worried. What he said just now was just to tease Chen Diji and the others. He should just watch the game peacefully!

"Next, number 24 is on the court!" Another game ended, and the woman in the pink dress shouted loudly.

Prince Yi quickly walked onto the stage holding a bamboo stick in his hand. He shouted, "I am number 24. Who is my opponent? Please come onto the stage quickly! Don't waste my time!"

The voice fell, but he waited for a long time but no one came, so he shouted again, "Please ask my opponent to come on stage quickly. If you don't come on stage, I will think you have admitted defeat!"

There was a noise all around, and a group of people were whispering.

"Who is it? Why haven't you come up yet? The opponent is just a five or six-year-old kid. If you don't come up now, the kid will win!"

"Hey, he is not just a young boy at all. He is from the Crown Prince's Mansion. He is the one who was rumored to have heavenly spiritual roots. He is now at the foundation-building stage and is extremely powerful."

"What! The owner of the heavenly spiritual root is actually him! He looks like he is only... five years old!"

"Yes, it's him! Although he is the owner of a heavenly spiritual root, he is still too young and only appears to be in the early stages of foundation building. We still have a chance of winning."

"Yeah, even if he has a heavenly spiritual root, so what? He is still in the early stage of foundation building. As long as he is in the early stage of foundation building, he can't do anything to us!"

"The guy who drew number 24 was really lucky to meet this kid. I don't know what he was thinking. He hasn't played yet. If it were me, I would have jumped on the court a long time ago."

"What else can I think of? I'm afraid! The person in front of me is the owner of a heavenly spiritual root and a direct disciple. Tell me, are you afraid or not?"

...

"The last ten seconds." Everyone was talking at once. Taizi Yi stood in the center, feeling confident. Mu Lingfeng saw that no one had come on stage for a long time, so he decided that if no one came on stage after ten seconds, that person would forfeit the game, and Taizi Yi would win.

Ten seconds passed quickly, and as expected, there was no one else on the court except Prince Yi.

The little girl in pink dress turned around and glanced at Mu Lingfeng, who nodded at her.

"In this match, Yaofeng Prince Yi wins!"

No one cheered below. They all knew that Prince Yi was able to win not because of his own strength, but because of his reputation. He had a top-grade wood spiritual root, and no one wanted to go against him.

Prince Yi left calmly. When he looked up, his eyes met Chen Diji's. He raised his lips and chuckled, then turned his toes and walked towards Chen Diji.

"Next, No. 25!" After seeing Prince Yi leave, the girl in the skirt immediately shouted, "No. 25, please come in quickly."

The match on the 25th was another fierce battle, which was a feast for the eyes of everyone. A quarter of an hour later, the winner was decided. However, to everyone's surprise, the winner was a seemingly extremely weak little girl, and that girl was Zhang Ru'an.

"This girl... is amazing! I didn't expect that she could defeat a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. If I'm not mistaken, she should be in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"That's right, she is in the middle stage of foundation building! She is really amazing! We are impressed that such a person can become a personal disciple!"

"Girl, you must work hard! The first place is yours!"

Zhang Ru'an felt extremely proud as he listened to everyone's flattery.

In fact, she had the opportunity to become a direct disciple, but she only wanted to become Chu Yi's direct disciple. When she saw that Chu Yi was unwilling to accept her, she stayed in the inner courtyard out of spite.

She wanted to win first place in this exam. Even if Chu Yi didn't want to, she would use the first place reward to enter.

But she didn't expect that the next day she would hear that Chu Yi had accepted two apprentices, and those two apprentices were notorious losers.

One has no spiritual roots, and the other has his spiritual roots destroyed.

She got angry whenever she thought of this. Right now, she was determined to take first place and squeeze out that three-year-old kid in open-crotch pants who had no spiritual roots!

She swept her cold eyes over everyone and finally stopped at Chen Diji. Chen Diji was sitting in his seat very obediently, holding a book in his hand, and he didn't even glance at her.

Seeing this, she became even angrier.

You little brat, you won't be able to enjoy this good life for much longer. After this big exam is over, your status as a direct disciple will belong to me! I will become Jianfeng's new seventh junior brother!

"Zhang Ru'an, please step down immediately. The match will start on the 26th. Please come to the court immediately."

"The game will start on the 26th, please come to the court as soon as possible."

At someone's urging, Zhang Ru'an stepped down from the stage with his neck held high like a victorious rooster, looked in the direction of Chen Diji, and snorted in dissatisfaction.

She didn't know why Chen Diji could become Chu Yi's personal disciple, but based on her observation and judgment, she concluded that Chen Diji was not qualified to be Chu Yi's personal disciple.

Chu Yi accepted Chen Diji as his apprentice only because he felt sorry for him.

But now that Chen Diji has entered the Liuli Sect, he is much luckier than many people outside. In this case, the position of the seventh disciple should be given to someone else!

Chen Diji, right?

Your place... is mine!