Hundred Feet Gate, peak of trials, summit!

As the youth surnamed Ma explained in detail about the use of the Inherent Stone, as well as the specific details of the next test, Yu Haoran instantly felt Wu Zhengjun's nervousness.

Although the Bloodthirsty Const.i.tution made his temperament more and more cold and detached, he was still a youth. A youth who had never left the Pingyang City and was not even eighteen years old yet, Yu Haoran immediately comforted him.

"Zhengjun, don't worry. Ever since you awakened your special physique, regardless of whether it's talent, potential, perception, or perseverance, it's at least ten times better than before."

"Although I cannot guarantee that you will be able to get first place in this exam, there is no problem for you to at least get into the top 10."

Actually, according to his understanding of the Blood-Thirsty Const.i.tution, Wu Zhengjun's original high potential had been raised to at least the peak of Martial King, and he might even reach the early stages of Martial Saint.

And this time, amongst the disciples recruited by the Hundred Feet Gate, there should be two other disciples that were able to reach the peak of the early stage of Martial Saint in the test of potential.

Considering the special physique that Wu Zhengjun possessed, in a situation where both his potential and potential were equal, he would definitely hold an obvious advantage.

Thus, the top ten rankings were the most conservative estimates. Even the top five, the top three, wouldn't be a problem.

"I'm fine!" Wu Zhengjun took a deep breath, adjusted his nervous mood, and said.

After Wu Zhengjun had adjusted his mood, Chu Zhongyu and the others, who were originally in charge of selecting disciples, began to test the disciples on the spot one by one under the guidance of Senior Brother Ma.

Since Wu Zhengjun and Yu Haoran were the last disciples to arrive at peak of trials and were standing at the back, they were ranked last in the examination.

Regarding this, regardless of whether it was Yu Haoran or not, he did not care at all!

Using the Inherent Stone to carry out a single test would take a much longer time than using a formation to hook up with the Inherent Stone in the Pingyang City. Therefore, Yu Haoran, who had free time, began to carefully inspect a mountain peak not far away.

Other than the peak of trials, the most unique of the Hundred Feet Gate's thirty-seven peaks was a mountain that seemed to measure the heavens.

This mountain peak was named Hundred Feet Peak by the founder of the Hundred Feet Gate. As it was the exclusive peak to the sect master's family, it was also the symbol of the Hundred Feet Gate.

Amongst the 37 peaks, the most magnificent and the most dense in spirit energy was the Ascending Dragon Peak that belonged to the Vice Sect Leader Lie Yan!

Ascending Dragon Peak was originally not called that. It was changed when Lie Yan took control of the mountain. It meant that the people on this peak were like hidden dragons, and could soar into the sky and become a proud, G.o.dly dragon!

The thirty-seven peaks each had their own unique characteristics, but what attracted Yu Haoran's attention the most was the ordinary mountain peak that was not very tall nor had any special characteristics at all at the eastern side of the mountain range.

That mountain peak was the place where he had lived for several years in his previous life, the place he saw as his second home.

A clear heart with few desires, a light breeze!

These were the words that Yu Haoran used to say when he was introduced to by his master.

However, Yu Haoran was very clear in his heart that these words were not suitable for his previous life, nor were they suitable for his current self!

Just as Yu Haoran was observing Qing Yunfeng, he actually discovered a sharp gaze from within Qing Yunfeng, which gave him the illusion that his entire body had been seen through.

Although after his rebirth, he lost his cultivation at the peak of Martial King and his soul, his state of mind at the peak of Martial King was still there.

To be able to give him this kind of feeling, his cultivation must at least be at the peak of Martial King, maybe even someone who has comprehended the power of the Ancient Code.

That's not right!

Who was this person?

Sensing that sharp gaze, Yu Haoran's expression could not help but change.

Because in his previous life, he had lived in Qing Yunfeng's place for several years. He had never seen or heard of Qing Yunfeng hiding experts of this level.

Furthermore, if the Hundred Feet Gate had Martial Saint s, then the inheritances disciples of the Hollow Jade Temple wouldn't dare to join hands with the second-rate and third-rate sects to gang up on the Hundred Feet Gate, and the Hundred Feet Gate wouldn't be annihilated in the end.

After all, it was very difficult to kill a Martial Saint Expert with the power of law. If the Martial Saint Expert were to escape, even the Hollow Jade Temple would feel a headache.

No matter what doubts he had in his heart, Yu Haoran knew that with his current cultivation level and strength, he would not be able to offend an expert of this level for the time being.

However, just as he retracted his gaze, a middle-aged man with a refined aura appeared in his line of sight step by step.

When he saw the middle aged man who had a refined aura, Yu Haoran was immediately stunned.

Then a surge of joy, grievance, surprise, and reluctance came over him.

Because the middle-aged man who appeared in his line of sight was the person who had treated him like his biological father in his previous life, the Unparalleled Sword King Feng Qingyun of the Hundred Feet Gate's Qingfeng Cloud Peak.

"Yu Haoran, this person is not simple, quickly retract your gaze!" Seeing Yu Haoran staring fixedly at Feng Qingyun, the tarin in his sea of consciousness hurriedly warned him.

Actually, when Qing Yunfeng's sharp gaze had noticed Yu Haoran, tarin had already sensed it. However, at that time, he did not dare to help Yu Haoran resist that gaze, nor did he rashly remind him.

Although the owner of that sharp gaze did not have a high level of cultivation, which was only at the early stage of Martial Saint, the power of law that that person comprehended was something that he did not dare to lightly touch.

At the same time, he also did not expect that in a small second-rate sect like the Hundred Feet Gate, there was not only a Martial Saint Ranker, but also a Martial Saint Expert who comprehended such a law.

Just like the experts from the top seven sects, the tarin was also very interested in the Hundred Feet Gate.

"tarin, it's fine, this person has no ill intentions!" In response to tarin's reminder, Yu Haoran forcefully suppressed his excitement and said.

"This …!" When he wanted to expose this person's cultivation as well as his hidden trump, the scholarly middle-aged man just so happened to look over, as he was afraid of exposing his own tarin, so he chose to shut up in the end.

Looking at the young man who was staring at him, the refined middle-aged man who walked out from Qing Yunfeng was stunned for a moment. Then, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, as if the young man in front of him was his master and disciple in his previous life.

He would not be surprised by this feeling of a Master and disciple relations.h.i.+p. This was because the laws he comprehended were related to his previous life.

Smiling at Yu Haoran and nodding his head, the refined middle-aged man arrived at the summit step by step, and finally walked to Lie Yan's side.

"Greetings, Senior Lie!"

"Qingyun is here!" Glancing at Feng Qingyun, Lie Yan lightly called out to him, and then s.h.i.+fted his gaze back to the disciple who was undergoing the apt.i.tude test.

"Chu Zhongyu greets Master!"

"Huang Zonghua greets Master!"

Seeing the elegant middle-aged man who had just appeared on the summit, Chu Zhongyu and Huang Zonghua, who had just finished their disciple potential a.s.sessment, hurriedly went forward to greet him.

"That's right!" Feng Qingyun praised Chu Zhongyu and Huang Zonghua with a smile, then stood alone to the side and watched the Hundred Feet Gate select his disciples.

One by one, his gaze surpa.s.sed the disciples in front of him. Even though Sword King Wu Wei's Feng Qingyun had a smile on his face the entire time, a trace of disappointment still flashed past his deep eyes.

However, when his gaze landed on Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun, his deep gaze was finally filled with a sense of gratification.