Rebirth: I was born into the Golden Elixir Stage

Yumen Mountain

"There are so many people here." Chen Diji looked at the dense crowd below and couldn't help but sigh, "Are all these people taking the exam?"

"Why don't I remember so many people passing through the ladder on the day I came to the sect?"

"The day you came was the last day." Zhiyan explained to Chen Diji, "Many people had already climbed the ladder long before you came."

"I see." I didn't expect that the recruitment in this world of immortal cultivation was no different from that in my previous world.

Chu Yi's eyes widened and he stared at the crowd. He didn't expect there were so many people.

It seems...it's not easy to win.

Chen Diji was shocked. There must be quite a few gifted people among so many people. Compared with them... Chen Diji thought about his own golden elixir which was almost motionless. It was still a little bit short.

No, I have to work harder in the future to compete with so many people.

This time...it's pretty good to be able to just barely reach the passing line.

Zhiyan and Li Guang took Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen respectively to find the direction of Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli, and quickly flew down and stopped nearby.

Chen Diji and Zhu Wuhen jumped down and were about to leave when Zhiyan shouted behind them.

"We'll take you here, two brothers, you must win first place!"

"That's right." Li Guang continued, "We were always number one before, you must get number one too!"

"I heard that Yaoshan accepted a disciple with a heavenly spiritual root. He must be extremely talented. Fushan, Qishan, Lingshan and the head of the sect each accepted a disciple with a top-grade spiritual root. Their talents are only slightly worse than those of a heavenly spiritual root."

"Although this battle is difficult, but... my two brothers! You must maintain the first place."

"Otherwise...the other sects will laugh at us."

this...

Chen Diji didn't know how to refute for a moment.

Are they asking a three-year-old child and a disabled person with severed spiritual roots to take first place among so many chosen ones?

This request seems... a bit excessive!

"Now that we've said that, we'll leave first." Li Guang stood on the sword, turned around and left. After leaving, he still yelled, "You must do what you promised! First place! You must get first place."

"Puch!"

After Li Guang left, someone in the crowd uttered a shrill laugh.

"They at Jianfeng still want to be number one! Don't they even look at the two disciples they accepted this year?"

"One is a waste without spiritual roots, and the other is a waste with destroyed spiritual roots. Both are wastes. I think... they can't sit still for the position of personal disciple this time!"

"I heard that the people at Jianfeng almost emptied out all their money to continue betting on these two wins. No wonder they hope these two losers can win so much."

"I'm not saying this, but the inner disciples are really lucky this time. As long as someone wins first place, they will have the opportunity to declare war on the direct disciples. The direct disciples who lose will not only be deprived of their positions, but will also be expelled from the sect."

"Isn't it easy to deal with these two little losers?"

...

Zhu Wuhen subconsciously covered Chen Diji's ears, but before his hand reached Chen Diji's ears, he heard Chen Diji clench his fists and look very angry.

"Don't be angry." Zhu Wuhen comforted, "I will try my best to get the first place this time."

"Okay." Chen Diji didn't hear what Zhu Wuhen said at all. He just remembered the conversation between the two of them. He clenched his fists tighter and said, "So they made a bet! No wonder they wanted us to win!"

"Damn it! They are so damned!" Chen Diji cursed, and turned to look at Zhu Wuhen eagerly. He asked, "Will you get first place?"

Zhu Wuhen thought that Chen Diji felt that he could not get first place, so he wanted to ask him for comfort, "I... I tried hard..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Chen Diji walking down the mountain with his short legs, "I want to place a bet too. I wonder if it's too late to go over now."

Zhu Wuhen quickly stopped Chen Diji from doing this. He said, "It's about to start. It's too late to go down now."

"No! Making money is the most important thing." Humph! As far as I know, if you want to gain a foothold in this world, spiritual stones are indispensable! I must make money, I must make money.

The person next to me might be the protagonist of a stud novel. Can I miss this opportunity to make money?

No! Definitely not!

Chen Diji struggled to run away from Zhu Wuhen's arms, but Zhu Wuhen held him too tightly. He struggled for a long time but failed to break free. Finally, he exhausted all his strength and let Zhu Wuhen take him back.

"What happened just now?" Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli, who were sitting in the stands, saw this scene from afar. They thought that the three-year-old Seventh Junior Brother was scared, so they hurried down to comfort him. When they got closer, they saw the little black egg in front of them and could not recognize him for a moment.

"You...who are you?"

"He is the Seventh Senior Brother." Before Chen Diji could explain himself, Zhu Wuhen spoke first, "Last night, the Seventh Senior Brother's mount, the White Tiger, was undergoing a tribulation, and a bolt of lightning almost struck the Seventh Senior Brother, so... he became like this now."

After hearing this, the two looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, they burst into sharp laughter, "Ahahaha..."

"Our seventh junior brother...he...he turned into a coal ball...hahahaha..."

Chen Diji's current appearance successfully made Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli forget the purpose of their visit. Ruan Moli laughed heartily, while Xie Zhaoli restrained himself a little, turned away from Chen Diji, and laughed secretly with his hand covering his mouth.

Chen Diji was so upset that he wanted to find a mirror immediately to take a good look at his face.

Is it that funny?

Not so!

"Junior Brother Zhu." Another familiar voice was heard. When Chen Diji heard it, he quickly turned his head and wanted to hide himself.

Why is he here?

Damn it! It's okay if someone sees this!

"Junior Brother Zhu! Junior Brother Ruan and Junior Brother Xie." Chen Zixuan had a gentle attitude and bowed to greet Zhu Wuhen, Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli.

Zhu Wuhen put Chen Diji down, returned the same greeting, and shouted, "Senior Brother Chen!"

After being put down, Chen Diji quickly turned around and sat down. He was wearing black clothes today, which made him look like an oval black egg.

"Junior Brother Zhu, you are here...have you seen my brother?" Chen Zixuan went straight to the point, but his eyes were always vaguely looking at the round, black thing next to Zhu Wuhen.

He could see it was a person, and it seemed to be a little guy about the same age as his younger brother.

But no matter who he was, he never thought in the direction of Chen Diji.

Zhu Wuhen, Ruan Moli and Xie Zhaoli all remained silent. They didn’t know how to put this.

Seeing the three people's different expressions, Chen Zixuan began to wonder.

Could it be that... Immortal Chu Yi despised his younger brother for having no spiritual roots and threw him out again?

But why...he never got any news about such an important matter.