The scale of Lingxiao Academy was unimaginable. After reading the academy's disciple regulations, Long Chen realized that Lingxiao Academy was divided into many subordinate branches: Divine Academy, Immortal Academy, Alchemy Institute, Artifact Institute, Formation Institute, and many others.
During Long Chen's assessment, each subject had its own branch academy. However, the Alchemy Institute was the most special—almost completely independent, not strictly bound by academy rules, and even had many privileges.
One of the requirements was that disciples of the Alchemy Institute were eligible to apply for mentor qualifications at any branch academy, though the registration fee was also quite high.
Fortunately, Elder Qixing was generous and, without breaking the Pill Institute's rules in the early stages, lent him two thousand immortal crystals—just enough for the registration fee.
The academy's mentors are also divided into many types, countless categories. This time, Long Chen applied for the Divine Academy's combat mentor position.
Long Chen felt that, aside from alchemy, his greatest skill was combat. He was extremely experienced in this area. It could be said that from the day he began cultivating, fighting never stopped—either in battle or on his way to fight.
When Long Chen signed up and saw his appearance, the examiner's expression changed and he was about to scold him, because Long Chen carried such a heavy worldly aura and was still in the Mortal Transformation Realm—how could he possibly be a mentor?
But when Long Chen showed the nameplate for the Pill Institute trainee disciples, the examiner finally held back his insult.
"The combat assessment is all about real skill. You might get beaten to the point of broken bones or even your life. Don't say I didn't warn you." The examiner said coldly.
"I know, thanks for the reminder." If it weren't for the mocking look in that person's eyes, Long Chen would have been a bit more polite to him. But this person wasn't giving a friendly reminder—he was deliberately trying to scare him.
Because Long Chen knew that killing was not allowed in the mentor assessment, the so-called 'losing one's life' was just talking nonsense.
Long Chen took the assessment plaque and walked forward along the passage. Along the way, he encountered many powerful figures, each with surging divine power and astonishing aura, clearly a level above Long Chen in terms of cultivation.
When they saw Long Chen, they were momentarily stunned, then a cold smile appeared at the corner of their mouths. However, some people gave Long Chen a thumbs up. Just as Long Chen was about to thank him, the other person tilted his thumb downward, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Long Chen was furious. This was just about being too far and close. If Long Chen went up, he'd just slap him to death. No matter how he got to become a mentor, he still ran into so many idiots.
The assessment is conducted in batches, with 36 people at a time. Once there are enough people, the assessment process begins.
Long Chen and the others lined up and moved forward. Soon, the first assessment item appeared ahead: a black iron spear, about the thickness of an arm. Its material was unknown, and it exuded an extremely heavy aura.
Everyone approaching the spear was required to hold the spear with both hands and raise it above their head. This was an extremely simple gesture, even somewhat humiliating, but the examinees all wore grave expressions.
"Rise ...!"
The first person roared, the ground trembling slightly. The black iron spear was raised, but his whole body trembled, his bones cracking sounds, his face flushed bright red, veins bulging on his forehead, looking extremely terrifying.
Only then did Long Chen realize that the black iron spear might be incredibly heavy. The man held the spear for a breath before lowering it, which counted as successfully passing the test.
However, after passing, the man's forehead was covered in sweat, clearly using a lot of strength to raise the black iron spear.
Next came the second person. Although it was tough, he still passed. The third was a man with a somewhat long face, a chin prodded forward, and a protruding sky.
It was precisely because he had deliberately provoked Long Chen just now that he walked up to the black iron spear, glanced back at Long Chen in the crowd, and sneered: "
You brat from the Alchemy Institute, your hair hasn't even grown up yet, and you dare to come to assess the Divine Academy instructors. Be careful not to get smashed to death later..."
"Shut up, if you don't take the exam soon, Just get lost. You've taken the exam three times and still haven't passed. This is your last time. Better care about yourself. The
examiner said coldly. Clearly, he knew this man from the Earth Exposing Heaven, but he was also rather annoyed with him.
"Hehe, I'll definitely pass this time. Just wait, remember, don't yell at me again." The man with the earth-covered sky sneered, seemingly disregarding even the examiners, full of confidence.
"Hey,"
the man from the Underworld Heaven exhaled and spoke up, steadily lifting the heavy spear and easily passing through the challenge.
The man from the underworld pointed at Long Chen and sneered, "Kid, the one I can't stand most is the sickly guy from your Pill Institute. Why act all this time? You'd better get lost, or in the final showdown, I'll beat you so badly that even your grandmother doesn't recognize you." Long
Chen couldn't take it anymore. Murderous intent surged in his eyes as he stepped toward the man, but someone grabbed him from behind:
"Young man, don't act on impulse. This guy is on the Divine Dao Ranking, with a huge backing. Haven't you seen that he doesn't even respect the examiners?"
Listen to advice and eat your fill. The relationship between the Divine Academy and the Alchemy Institute isn't very harmonious. Try not to provoke him, or you'll suffer losses yourself. While
the man was kindly trying to persuade him, the man from the earth-covered sky was already laughing arrogantly, disappearing at the end of the passage and entering the next assessment.
"Thank you."
Long Chen was filled with anger, but the person who pulled him was kind, so he still thanked him.
But Long Chen remembered that person in his heart, praying that the duel he mentioned would come soon, so that Long Chen would understand why the flowers were so red.
Long Chen was at the end of the group, with seven people behind him. The people in front had all been assessed one by one. Three failed, and three failed consecutively. After one failed, it put enormous pressure on those behind.
The person in front of Long Chen was the fourth. The three before him had all failed. His face was pale. Although he had given his all and finally raised the black iron spear, he lacked strength and lost his balance. He fell backward, and the heavy black iron spear smashed straight at Long Chen.
"Watch out..."
Even the examiner was startled. He hadn't expected this man's mental integrity to be so poor, causing the spear to lose control. If it hit someone, if not killed, he would be seriously injured.
"Smack!"
As everyone was shocked, a large hand firmly grabbed the spear. The spear was caught by Long Chen with one hand, hovering in midair. For a moment, everyone fell silent, staring at Long Chen in shock.
"It's not as heavy as I imagined."
Long Chen gripped the spear in one hand. Although heavy, he could still grip it firmly with one hand. Could it be that the strength of the Immortal Realm's physical bodies isn't strong?
"What incredible strength, passed." The examiner looked amazed and immediately let Long Chen through.