10 hours after Xiao Fang stepped into the cauldron, the sun was finally starting to set, marking the end of the exam.
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Inside the cauldron, Xiao Fang looked beat. He exhausted all of his qi hours ago, so he was unable to create any more illusory clones while fighting against the Divine Spirit Beast. All he could do was rely on his bare fists.
After suffering another beat down from the Spirit Beast, Xiao Fang laid on the cold hard ground as he heard light footsteps coming his way.
Feeling a gentle hand on his neck, he immediately tried to pull away, but his spirit body was too injured to move.
The elder held him up in the air by the neck to make him look her in the eyes.
"I'm surprised you could last this long. How about this, if you give up now I will put you directly into the Snake class. What do you say?"
Xiao Fang smirked.
"Do you really think so little of me?"
The elder frowned.
