Elder Shi's slightly impatient voice echoed over the Qingyun Sect's martial arts arena, eliciting a burst of suppressed sneers.
The sun was scorching the earth, and in the center of the martial arts arena, a three-foot-high "Ling Qi Ling Stone" stood quietly. Today is the Qingyun Sect's annual disciple qualification evaluation, and it is also the moment to decide the fate of countless outer disciples.
Lin Xuan, this name was the most dazzling new star of Qingyun Sect three years ago. At the age of fifteen, he reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation. He was extremely talented in swordsmanship and was hailed as a rare genius. However, due to an accidental serious injury, the Dantian was destroyed and the meridians were severed. The genius fell and became the laughing stock of the sect, known as "Lin Trash".
At this moment, a slightly thin young man slowly walked out of the crowd. He has a delicate face, but his eyes are not as calm as a seventeen-year-old boy. Instead, he has a hint of insight into the vicissitudes of the world.
