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Tianjian Continent, ancestral land of the Golden-winged Peng Clan.

Within a cave dwelling.

[Time until Sect's assessment: Three minutes and three seconds]

Chu Yuan stared at the screen before him, his breaths growing unintentionally heavier.

Three minutes.

In three more minutes, the moment of assessment would arrive.

Success or failure hinged on this.

Time trickled away.

Soon, the three minutes had passed.

Chu Yuan focused completely.

Within his field of vision.

The deep blue screen before him shifted abruptly.

Text floated up before his eyes.

[Sect assessment in progress, please wait, Host]

Here it comes, it's coming! The Sect assessment is here!

Chu Yuan suddenly stood up.

He felt standing would help him to better consolidate his physical form later.

Moreover, standing to consolidate his form simply seemed more impressive.

He was finally going to end these days of feeling weightless as he walked.

[Current official disciples of the Sect: 3]