Early in the morning.
A long line had already ford in front of the Qiong Feng Pavilion.
Cultivators in various exotic outfits held "Public Selection Qualification Scrolls" obtained from the Loan Treasure Pavilion, lining up in order according to the numbers on their scrolls, waiting for the doors of Qiong Feng Pavilion to open.
For many cultivators, today was undoubtedly a big day in Heroic Spirit City.
The mastermind behind the Loan Treasure Pavilion;
The number one prodigal of Heroic Spirit City;
The first son of the Gu Family sequence;
The lifelong friend of the Divine King of the Eastern Region;
Gu Feng, the young master of the Gu Family, was recruiting talents from all over Heroic Spirit City!
And today marked the official start of the Public Selection interviews!
Being chosen by him would be like a pheasant turning into a phoenix, a carp leaping over the dragon gate, leading to a life of prosperity and worry-free living!
The cultivators waiting in line were all eager and ready to try their luck.
"Creak~!"
A household servant from Qiong Feng Pavilion slowly opened the door, and the crowd erupted! They ignored the numbers on their scrolls and rushed forward to recomnd themselves.
"What are you doing? Stay in line! Co forward according to your number!"
The servant, only at the Qi Refining stage, held his chin high.
He pushed back a few cultivators trying to force their way in and scolded them, "Our young master said! Anyone wanting to participate in today's Public Selection must behave. Anyone causing trouble will definitely have their qualification revoked! And soone will deal with you!"
A one-eyed cultivator spat disdainfully and grabbed the servant by the collar, threatening, "A re Qi Refining stage trash dares to speak so boldly in front of !? I won't follow the rules today, what can you do about it?!"
His words were a double entendre, causing everyone to burst into laughter!
"That's right, a Qi Refining stage dares to be arrogant, truly doesn't know the imnsity of heaven and earth!"
"Brothers, let's make a move together! Let them see the power of the Four Immortals of Seven Kill Valley!"
His subordinates sneered and surrounded the servant.
Suddenly, dozens of streaks of light approached from a distance, and a large group of Royal Guards landed, led by Fang Feixue.
Dressed in a purple and red Orient Loong God Flying Fish Robe, her graceful figure was perfectly outlined!
Seeing the commotion, Fang Feixue ordered with a stern face, "Arrest them!"
Dozens of Royal Guards surged forward, and the so-called Four Immortals of Seven Kill Valley didn't even have ti to use their protective artifacts before they were beaten black and blue. So of the Royal Guards even struck their Dantian Spiritual Sea, crippling their Dao foundation, and tossed them aside like garbage.
"Lock these four in the Royal Guards' dungeon and interrogate them later! If anyone else causes trouble, they will be severely punished as well!"
With a wave of her hand, Fang Feixue had the Four Immortals, now unrecognizable, taken away, becoming the first guests of the Royal Guards' dungeon.
The cultivators in line were terrified. They had never seen this new force before, nor had they heard of the Royal Guards, but just by witnessing their actions, they knew they couldn't afford to provoke them, and quickly put away their contempt.
Once order was restored, Fang Feixue divided the Royal Guards into three groups: one to maintain order outside, another to patrol within a ten-mile radius of Qiong Feng Pavilion for any suspicious individuals, and the last group followed her into the courtyard of Qiong Feng Pavilion.
Inside the courtyard, Gu Feng sat on a Buddhist mat, fiddling with a tal bell, while a maid silently peeled Immortal Fruit for him. In front of him was a long table piled with jade slips containing information on the cultivators participating in the Public Selection.
Seeing Fang Feixue's heroic figure, Gu Feng resisted the urge to take a few more glances and said calmly, "You're here?"
Fang Feixue, expressionless, bowed and said, "Commander of the Royal Guards, Fang Feixue, greets the Sequence."
With a bitter smile, Gu Feng knew she was still holding a grudge over past events, but at least she had learned so rules now, which was a sign of growth.
"Sit down. This Talent Recruitnt Board Public Selection is closely related to your Royal Guards, so pay attention." Gu Feng nodded, and a servant imdiately placed a mat and a tea table for Fang Feixue.
Silently bowing, Fang Feixue sat down on the mat without saying much.
Her feelings towards Gu Feng were complicated, filled with fear and resentnt, but mostly admiration. This proud winter plum was slowly lowering her stance.
Gu Feng nodded at Manager Wu, and a servant imdiately struck a clear gong!
"The Talent Recruitnt Board Public Selection officially begins!"
"Number one, enter the courtyard!"
According to the sequence of the qualification scrolls, participants began to enter one by one.
Unfortunately, several entrants in a row were just diocre, with no skills worth ntioning.
Even their basic cultivation levels were pitifully low.
Gu Feng even felt a sense of disbelief, wondering how these people, seemingly more useless than himself, managed to obtain qualification scrolls!
He continuously rang the bell in his hand, interrupting and eliminating anyone he deed unworthy.
These people left without disappointnt, happily accepting the spirit stones they were rewarded with and leaving without lingering.
"Number sixteen, enter."
"The Daoist is here! Excuse , excuse !"
A chubby Daoist, panting heavily, ran into the courtyard.
His Yin-Yang robe was full of patches, the whisk in his hand was tattered, his boots were so worn that his big toe stuck out, and his two long mustaches hung down to his belly, making him look like a sloppy beggar.
The fat Daoist, with a lecherous expression, first noticed Fang Feixue upon entering the courtyard, eyeing her from head to toe. After swallowing his saliva, he bowed to Gu Feng with a smirk and said, "I, Hou Yixiao, greet the Sequence. Hehe, I've often heard of the Sequence's majestic presence and boundless cultivation power, and seeing you today, it's truly not exaggerated..."
"Enough!" Gu Feng impatiently interrupted his flattery. The previous dozen participants had already exhausted his patience, so he cut straight to the point, "What are your specialties? Quickly demonstrate, don't waste my ti!"
Hou Yixiao wasn't offended, still smirking as he stroked his long mustache and began to introduce himself, "I, this humble Daoist, know the heavens above and the earth below, understand Yin-Yang, know the Eight Trigrams, excel in countless arcane arts, and can calculate destiny and the universe. What kind of divine ability would the Sequence like to demonstrate?"
So impressive?!
Suspiciously sizing him up, Gu Feng, although not one to judge by appearances, couldn't help but doubt his talents given his shabby attire and sleazy deanor.
"Oh? Then perform a calculation for , see what my fortune holds?" Gu Feng smiled with interest.
This calculation thod, Gu Feng had read about in his family's records, involved using one's cultivation to connect with the heavens and deduce the fortune of an individual or group. Generally, the deeper one's cultivation, the more accurate the calculation, and vice versa.
This type of Daoist technique was considered minor, offering no benefit to personal strength enhancent. Moreover, cultivators pursued the path of defying the heavens, fearing nothing despite the vastness of the heavenly way, seeking freedom and transcendence. Hence, few delved into this path.
Hou Yixiao's beady eyes darted around as he asked, "Does the Sequence wish to know about career prospects or romantic fate?"
"Either is fine! You decide!" Gu Feng's interest grew, and he took a sip of Immortal Tea, waiting expectantly.
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