"Guess what the talent test result for Mu Ruyue of the Mu Family is?"
"Does that even need asking? It must be no good."
"Haha, she'll be out soon. We'll just look at her expression to see if there's any clue."
As they were speaking, a figure in plain clothes leaped into their sight.
The girl's expression was as cold as ice. Her eyes held no emotion, nor any surprise, just as when she had first arrived.
Seeing her like this, everyone became even more certain of their thoughts.
"A waste is always a waste. No matter how things change, she'll always be just a waste."
Because all eyes were on Mu Ruyue, no one noticed the lingering shock on the manager's face as he followed behind her.
Watching Mu Ruyue leave, the manager slowly withdrew his gaze and said coldly, "Everyone, Elder Zhao just remembered he has some matters to attend to. The test is temporarily over. Please form a line at the same time next year!"
With these words, he turned and walked into the Testing Hall.
"Elder Zhao," the manager respectfully cupped his fists and said, "I have sent those people away."
"Hmm," Elder Zhao nodded, a clear look of delight in his eyes as he recalled the test result, "Act as if you never saw anything today. No one is allowed to speak about it, understood?"
Elder Zhao's expression was uncharacteristically serious, making the manager quickly nod. "Rest assured, Elder Zhao, I will not say a word."
"Good. Now handle the rest of the matters. I need to make a trip to see Master Wu Yu."
This girl's talent was too shocking. If other powers learned of it, they would definitely vie with him for her. Hence, this test had to be kept secret from everyone.
Thinking about the kind of person he had discovered, his heart filled with excitement.
Since the genius martial arts competition was just a few days away, people from the Qingyun Sect currently appeared frequently in Feng City. The talent test was meant to discover geniuses, but it didn't mean that those with average talent couldn't rise through determination.
Hence the genius martial arts competition existed.
In a tavern, two elders were chatting and laughing heartily.
One wore a yellow-striped shirt with green trousers, his eyes exuding sharpness, while the other was in a grayish-white cotton robe, with a red cloak over it, looking quite mismatched.
"Haha, Tian Yuan, I remember your disciple Ye Tianfeng is the Princely Heir of Purple Moon Country, right?" Wu Yu looked at the elder in the yellow-striped shirt, speaking humorously. "Hehe, the Princely Heir can indeed be considered a talented young man. You are fortunate, Tian Yuan."
"Master Wu Yu exaggerates," Tian Yuan smiled and said modestly, "If Master Wu Yu intends to take on a disciple, there would be countless geniuses vying to be your pupil. The title of the Qingyun Sect's chief alchemist is an excellent invitation. How could I compare to Master Wu Yu? But Master Wu Yu's standards are very high; few can catch your eye. However, Feng'er does have impressive talent, an exceptional alchemist prospect. I've already started teaching him how to refine elixirs."
Wu Yu gently stroked his beard, a faint smile playing on his lips, saying nothing.
He had merely made some idle talk out of boredom.
Truth be told, a genius like Ye Tianfeng barely caught his attention.
Just then, a knock came from outside the door, followed by Elder Zhao entering. Seeing the two elders chatting happily, he suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and called out, "Master Wu Yu, Master Tian Yuan."
"Elder Zhao, what is it? Has the test concluded?" Wu Yu asked lightly, turning his gaze to Elder Zhao, whose face was flushed with excitement, and asked curiously.
"Not yet. I interrupted the test to report something,"
"Oh? What could be important enough for you to halt the test?"
"Well, Master Wu Yu," thinking of the scene in the Testing Hall, Elder Zhao's excitement was palpable, "I have just discovered a peerless genius in the Testing Hall, truly a genius. Even Master Tianyuan's disciple Ye Tianfeng is not a tenth of what this genius is."