Rules

On Qingqing's beautiful face, there was a clear storm of anger. Her eyes were fixed on Xing Ye, with a gaze that leaned toward the lower half of his body. Xing Ye felt a chilling sensation below, and the soles of his feet emitted a cool breeze.

Holding the token, he didn't dare to ask, "Can I regret and not participate?"

The steward seemed to have anticipated this scene long ago; he retreated ten steps without himself noticing it.

"Why did you run so far? Is everything ready?"

Qingqing turned her head to look at the steward.

"All set, all set!" The steward nodded hastily, like a chicken pecking at grains.

"Get lost, all of you, into the portal!"

Qingqing waved her hand, and suddenly a hurricane appeared, sweeping everyone in the square into the sky.

Seeing this, the steward quickly threw out a shining token, creating ripples in the air and forming a huge star gate. The outer disciples, flying irregularly, exclaimed as they entered the star gate.

"I'm furious. A mere fourth-realm disciple dares to show off in front of me!"

Qingqing was clearly in a bad mood, and many outer disciples had entered a precarious situation after entering the Primordial Land of Star Magic.

Xing Ye felt a bit embarrassed. He had already dispelled the thought of regret. The temperament of the young and beautiful Elder had changed drastically.

As she had said, she called the shots here. Before he took the token, he was just a factotum disciple, not under her jurisdiction, so she treated him well. However, now that he had the token, if he regretted it, he would probably be beaten on the spot!

Xing Ye moved quietly, intentionally avoiding the gaze of the female Elder.

The steward looked at Xing Ye with a pitiful expression. Now he seemed cowardly; wasn't he arrogant just now?

"Are you sneaking away, regretting it and trying to escape?"

Xing Ye only felt a blur in front of him. Before he could explain, his body flew uncontrollably.

A painful sensation came from his buttocks.

Bang!

He was kicked into the Primordial Land...

Boom!

Dust billowed above the ground, revealing a human-shaped pit. In the pit, Xing Ye's face hit the ground first. Turning over, spitting out wild grass from his mouth, he had a face full of dust and wanted to curse.

If it weren't for the Star Magic protecting his body, he would undoubtedly be injured. However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he closed it again.

What if that violent, feisty female elder heard him?

"I don't even know any rules for this assessment. How can I get first place?"

Xing Ye stood up in frustration. He thought that with his memory restored, he could show his invincibility. Who would have thought that before he could demonstrate his power, someone would threaten to break his legs?

He looked down at his legs. It was too unfair...

"Never mind, let me ask someone about the situation first."

Xing Ye shook his head. The hot-tempered woman seemed serious, so he had to take it seriously too. He must obtain the Soul Essence!

"Hey, factotum disciple!"

Suddenly, a laughter came from behind. Xing Ye turned to see a chubby guy standing there, smiling at him, muttering to himself, "Today is my lucky day!"

"Fatty, what are you..."

Before Xing Ye could speak, the fatty excitedly approached, laughing, "Stinking factotum disciple, meeting me, Lord Can, is your misfortune, but also your luck! Hurry up and present the jade pendant with both hands, or Lord Can will make you suffer!"

It turned out he came for the Dragon Heart Jade. Xing Ye looked at the fatty, "Fatty, are you serious?"

The fatty got angry upon hearing this, "Call me Lord Can. I am Lord Can! Lord Can's dual blades have been itching for a long time. If you don't hand over the jade pendant, my dual blades will drink blood!"

The fatty drew two blades from behind. His eyes gradually turned cold, "You factotum disciple, don't blame Lord Can for not reminding you. You just broke through and haven't mastered Star Magic Techniques; I will kill you like a chick! But as long as you hand over the jade pendant, I can spare your life!"

Xing Ye looked sympathetically at the fatty and raised one finger.

"What does that mean?"

"Too much nonsense. I'll give you a chance for a move."

Xing Ye casually inserted his firewood knife into his waist. He didn't need weapons to deal with this guy.

"You can’t wait to die, can you?"

The fatty felt greatly humiliated. He took a step forward, the earth trembling slightly, and star magic circulated around him. The dual blades in his hands suddenly shifted.

Star Magic Technique - Moon-Slashing Dual Blade!

Buzz!

A sharp aura spread, the fatty's dual blades interwove, and a powerful wind rose around. It carried countless dried grass and spread a chill in the surroundings.

Xing Ye watched the fatty's vigorous move and nodded slightly.

Interesting.

His figure swayed. Using some kind of body technique, he dodged the dual blades.

The fatty's vision blurred, finding no one in front of him. Then, a hand pressed against his face.

The next moment, his cheeks was grabbed by Xing Ye, and before he noticed it, Wang Can was smashed to the ground.

Bang!

Another human-shaped pit appeared on the ground. The fatty's head was dizzy, and the dual blades thirsty for blood had long been thrown away.

When the fatty regained some clarity, a firewood knife was already at his neck.

"Lord Ye, spare my life!"

The fatty's face turned pale. How did he lose so miserably in confusion?

"I have a question, and I hope Lord Can can help me answer it." Xing Ye squatted beside the fatty.

Feeling the cold sensation on his neck, the fatty cried with a mournful face, "Lord Ye, you go ahead. Not to say one question, even if it's ten or a hundred questions, Lord Can, no, Wang Can, will truthfully answer."

"How can one become the first in the assessment?" Xing Ye put away the firewood knife and shifted aside, gesturing for the fatty to get up.

Wang Can turned over and stood up, looking at Xing Ye seriously. "Lord Ye, are you serious?"

"Do I look like I'm joking with you?"

Stared at by Xing Ye, Wang Can's heart skipped a beat. "No, Lord Ye, you misunderstood. What I mean is, it's almost impossible to become the first in the assessment. Because every year, the first place is occupied by disciples from the noble families in the imperial capital."

Wang Can explained, "There are many star beasts in the Primordial Land of Star Magic, and these star beasts have spiritual light inside them. The assessment content is extremely simple—those who obtain the highest grade and the most spiritual lights become the first in the assessment."

Xing Ye frowned slightly, "Are you saying that those people are cheating?"

Wang Can shook his head, "This is not cheating; it's a reasonable use of the rules. Every year, those noble families cultivate a few disciples who are one step away from the fifth realm. After they come in, they voluntarily give up the chance to awaken the anomaly of stars, immediately breaking through to the fifth realm. On the one hand, they help the offspring of noble family obtain spiritual lights, and on the other hand, they rely on their high combat power to snatch star fruits."

"Does the sect not know about this?"

"They know, but they have been ignoring it, considering it as an implicit approval of such actions."

Xing Ye nodded. In this case, the difficulty had increased quite a bit.

"What are the criteria for judgment?" Xing Ye asked again.

"Grade and quantity, with grade taking precedence!" Wang Can explained, "For example, if you have a pile of fourth-grade spiritual lights from star beasts, and your opponent has only one fifth-grade spiritual light, then grade takes priority. If both sides have the same grade, the one with more wins."

Xing Ye nodded again. In this way, there was still a chance to compete, as long as the spiritual lights were excellent enough.

"Hey... hey... Lord Ye, what are you doing?"

Wang Can suddenly shouted, "Lord Ye, please restrain yourself. I'm not into men..."

Xing Ye was unclothing him...