At this moment, many young men and women in the square cast their eyes on a man dressed plainly, with ordinary looks.
This kind of man, placed in the crowd, would definitely not attract anyone's attention, completely like a passerby.
This person is naturally Lu Ren!
"Are you a first-grade bloodline?"
Yun Qingyao's face was as cold as frost as she looked at Lu Ren.
"Master, may I come forward for testing?"
After saying this, Lu Ren, afraid that Yun Qingyao would change her mind, quickly rushed to the platform and placed his palm near the testing stone tablet.
Hum!
The testing stone tablet let out a loud buzz.
The first blood-red scale lit up.
Hum hum hum!
Then, the second, third, fourth blood-red scales lit up.
Many young men and women in the square saw this scene, their faces showing disdain.
Clearly, this was a fourth-grade bloodline, already considered to have passed the assessment.
On the platform, Yun Qingyao also breathed a sigh of relief. If this guy was really a first-grade bloodline, wouldn't she really have to take a useless disciple?
Hum hum hum hum!
Several more resounding sounds were heard in succession!
The fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, and ninth blood-red scales lit up one by one.
The entire square suddenly erupted into an uproar, everyone was stunned.
And on the platform, both Yun Qingyao and Elder Zhu Tielong wore shocked expressions on their faces.
Nine scales, representing a ninth-grade bloodline."Nine-grade bloodline, could it be that our Qingyun Sect is about to rise?"
Elder Zhu Tielong rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he was seeing things.
And Yun Qingyao's cold eyes stared tightly at Lu Ren. She couldn't see any trace of genius aura in Lu Ren at all. He seemed very ordinary and plain. How could he be a ninth-grade bloodline?
Hum!
Just then, the testing stone tablet sounded with a tenth resounding noise.
The tenth blood-red scale lit up, exceptionally dazzling and glaring.
"Ten scales lit up together, a divine-grade bloodline!"
"This unremarkable boy turned out to be a divine-grade bloodline!"
"He must have claimed to be a first-grade bloodline on purpose to attract the attention of the Saintess, right?"
...
All the young men and women were already dumbfounded.
"Our Qingyun Sect is going to rise!"
Elder Zhu Tielong was extremely excited, tears streaming down his face.
This was a divine-grade bloodline!
In their Jiangyun Country, even the birth of a seventh-grade bloodline was considered a top-tier genius. Eighth and ninth-grade bloodline geniuses had never appeared, let alone a divine-grade bloodline.
"What's going on? Wasn't I a first-grade bloodline?"
Lu Ren looked up at the scales on the testing stone tablet and saw that all ten blood-red scales were lit up. This meant that he had a divine-grade bloodline.
"This is impossible. If I really had a divine-grade bloodline, I would have long manifested powers. There must be something wrong with this testing stone tablet!"Just as Lu Ren was feeling disappointed at the sight of the gray scales lighting up, suddenly, the light from all ten scales went out, and instead, the gray scales beneath the ten blood-red scales lit up, emitting an exceptionally glaring light.
Everyone present was stunned in that moment.
The gray light was like a bucket of cold water splashed on their faces.
A waste-grade bloodline!
They thought they had witnessed the birth of a divine-grade bloodline genius, hoping to bask in the aura of genius and boast to their families, but instead witnessed the birth of an ultimate waste.
Upon seeing the gray scales light up, Lu Ren was deeply disappointed.
Although he knew his bloodline couldn't be a divine-grade, he didn't think it would be a waste-grade bloodline either.
This was the legendary type of waste that deteriorated with cultivation.
However, waste was waste. As long as he seized this opportunity to become Yun Qingyao's disciple, he could enter the sect and gain access to cultivation resources.
With enough resources to enter the pagoda, he could cultivate endlessly. Even if his talent was poor, he believed he could create a world of his own.
At this moment, Yun Qingyao's face was cold as ice. She had unexpectedly provoked a waste, someone she didn't even want to take as a disciple. If she had a disciple with a first or second-grade bloodline participating in the assessment, she would have reluctantly accepted them, but now she had encountered a waste-grade bloodline.
"Master, my bloodline is a waste. Can I still become your disciple?"
Lu Ren came before Yun Qingyao, cupping his hands in greeting and looking excited.
"Are you sure you want to be my disciple? With a waste-grade bloodline, you won't be able to manifest any powers, and there's nothing I can teach you."
Yun Qingyao politely declined."Master, I am aware of my mediocre talent and understand that no one can teach me. You don't have to teach me anything; I will cultivate on my own."
Lu Ren said calmly.
"how can a waste like you, who can't even manifest any powers, cultivate on your own?"
Yun Qingyao was on the verge of spitting blood. Did this guy have any self-awareness at all?
"Master, I have my own cultivation method!"
Lu Ren quickly replied, afraid Yun Qingyao would refuse.
As long as he joined the Qingyun Sect, he could access cultivation resources. Among the four major sects, the Qingyun Sect had the best treatment. With resources, he could hide in the pagoda space and cultivate slowly. As for teaching? With his waste-grade bloodline talent, anyone who tried to teach him would probably end up infuriated.
Yun Qingyao suppressed her anger and nodded, "Alright, since you are determined to be my disciple, I will accept you!"
After all, it was just a master-disciple relationship. She didn't have to waste time teaching Lu Ren. If after a year he still couldn't manifest any powers, she would expel him from the sect.
"Disciple Lu Ren pays respects to Master!"
Lu Ren greeted excitedly with clasped hands.
"After entering the sect, focus on cultivation. Once you become an outer disciple, I will guide you further!"
Yun Qingyao said before turning to leave.
"Master!"
Lu Ren called out, halting Yun Qingyao.
"What is it?" Yun Qingyao asked.
With a mischievous smile, Lu Ren said, "Master, I heard that there is usually a gift when a master takes in a disciple.""As an elder of the Qingyun Sect, you wouldn't not give a gift, would you?"
"What did you say?"
A layer of frost covered Yun Qingyao's face.
This waste bloodline actually had the audacity to ask for a gift from her?
Seeing that the situation was not right, Lu Ren immediately bowed, "If Master doesn't want to give, then consider this disciple as not having said anything!"
"Hmph!"
Yun Qingyao snorted coldly, waved her arm, and a flash of fire appeared in her palm, revealing a three-foot long sword, which she threw in front of Lu Ren.
The sword was entirely red, with a clear and translucent blade, shining like a piece of jade.
"Take this Fire Spirit Sword as my gift to you!"
After speaking, Yun Qingyao left without looking back.
Lu Ren held the Fire Spirit Sword in both hands, his eyes sparkling. Yun Qingyao was the Saintess of Jiangyun Country and also an elder of the Qingyun Sect. The sword she bestowed upon him should be extraordinary.
"The Fire Spirit Sword, a low-grade spiritual weapon, an ordinary person might not be able to buy it even if they worked their entire life without eating or drinking!"
"I envy the fact that the Saintess gave a low-grade spiritual weapon as a gift!"
"That Lu Ren, clearly of a waste bloodline, not only became the disciple of the Saintess but also received a low-grade spiritual weapon and successfully joined the Qingyun Sect. He's truly lucky!"
All the young men and women in the square stared at Lu Ren with jealous looks, wishing they were also of a waste bloodline so they might have a chance to compete with him.