Shu Zi Feng stood on top of the massive cauldron, her hair dancing in the mountain breeze. She exhaled a breath she had been holding for a while and glanced at the two people in front of her, a smile crossed her face.
She had succeeded!
Although she didn't take first place, third-place was more than enough to satisfy her.
She did hope to distinguish herself in this struggle and win the attention of the Myriad Immortal Hall so that she would have more influence in the future. She might reach higher positions and wield more power, better protect her family. But the first step was passing the assessment.
There were many geniuses and demons among the challengers in this cohort. If she could be the third one to pass, it meant that she was not inferior to them!
This eased the anxiety of Shu Zi Feng, who was originally somewhat nervous in her heart, and gave her a lot more self-confidence.
