The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Chapter 12: Disciple, come to cultivate immortals 12



After the test of the selection meeting, more than a dozen people stood together. Elder Huang, as the one who announced the results, stood on the edge of the stage, so that everyone could see him. It just so happened that Ling Qingxuan was completely blocked by his body shape.

Holding the list, he narrowed his eyes and pointed directly at Feng Jue, "You, come forward."

Feng Jue stepped forward with excitement mixed with nervousness, and specifically named him because he was selected?

But Elder Huang's next sentence made him pale.

"Except for you, everyone else can worship my Qiankun Sect."

Hundreds of people in the audience, all eyes were on him, he was sitting on pins and needles, and his eyes were lowered.

He could hear the whispers of the people around him clearly. They were nothing but shame and jokes. He clenched his teeth tightly, and the big stones pressed in his heart, making him breathless. He felt like he was about to suffocate, but if he passed out, , even more embarrassing.

Miss Ling, has she seen herself? Best not to be seen by her.

"Who recommended you? With such aptitude, you are better than ordinary people. There are such blind people in my Qiankun Sect?"

Elder Huang was worried that he had nowhere to let out his breath, so he stuck his words on Feng Jue's body.

Under the huge humiliation and pressure, Feng Jue looked at Qi Yuan, who stood out in the crowd, but saw her sideways, avoiding his gaze.

It's because he didn't work hard enough to bring misfortune to Miss Qi Yuan.

Feng Jue smiled bitterly in her heart and gave a half salute, "No one recommends it, I want to come to Qiankun Sect to study."

"You dare to come to my Qiankun Sect with such aptitude, do you want to deliberately discredit him, come here and throw him out." Elder Huang spoke ruthlessly, and no one stopped him.

Humiliated again and again, Feng Jue raised his eyes and stared at him, "Because of aptitude, you do shameful behavior, is this the way of Qiankun Sect?"

This kid dared to talk back, and the gaze made people extremely uncomfortable. Elder Huang raised his hand and was about to speak with strength, but when the spiritual power was about to hit Feng Jue, it disappeared instantly, and someone resolved it.

The broken hair in front of Feng Jue's forehead was blown up, and when he saw the person who walked up to Elder Huang, his eyes widened, but for a moment, he immediately lowered.

"Why hasn't the apprenticeship meeting started yet?" Ling Qingxuan wanted to return to the Xuanqing Hall, and it was boring to stay here.

She appeared on the edge, her slender figure in stark contrast to Elder Huang, those cold eyes glanced down, and the person holding the wooden hammer involuntarily rang the gongs and drums.

"The apprenticeship meeting begins!"

Since the selection was over, they were led to the other side, and Feng Jue stood there alone, looking out of place.

With Ling Qingxuan present, Elder Huang couldn't let out his anger. He snorted coldly and returned to his seat, deciding who Ling Qingxuan chose to be his apprentice later, and he would rob him.

In the apprenticeship conference, the sect master and the elders see the candidates, and then confer gifts in front of everyone.

The disciples all put their envious eyes on Mu Lin. With such a genius here, he will become the center of the competition later.

The high platform was lowered, and the figures of the door owner and the elder appeared in front of everyone. They were in awe and showed their best demeanor.

Feng Jue didn't leave, neither did he stay. He quietly looked at the woman who attracted attention. His inferiority complex was expanding. He heard them discussing. Elder Ling was the most powerful elder among the elders, and there was no disciple under his name. Several people who have just passed the selection want to be her apprentices.


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