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  The dragon did not cause much of a commotion when it went to Kunlun.

  At least Jiang Lan, who was walking on the road, didn’t feel it.

  ?

  He saw the dragon entering Kunlun.

  No sound came out from within.

  The last time the Heavenly Human Race had come to Kunlun, he had heard sounds of commotion coming from within Kunlun.

  “The Dragon Race is much more dominant than the Heavenly Human Race but they do not speak as much as those from the Heavenly Human Race.”


  This situation was clearly more difficult than before.

  However, this was something meant for the higher-ups. Even if he revealed his true cultivation level, it would be useless.

  After all, he was only a personal disciple of the Ninth Summit.

  At most, he would be the most powerful candidate to compete for the position of the Ninth Summit’s Summit Leader.

  Jiang Lan lowered his eyebrows, looking at the road ahead.

  If he could walk, there was no need to fly.

  If he had flown just now, he would have to face the dragon up close. That would have been quite uncomfortable.

  It would be troublesome if the other party disliked him.

  After some time, Jiang Lan arrived at the old wine tavern.

  This time, it was not as quiet inside.

  When he entered, there were already eight people standing there.

  Five men and three women.

  They were young and their cultivation were not high.

  Some had a cultivation of around the early-stage Foundation Establishment Realm.

  Half had reached the perfected Qi Refinement Realm.

  Jiang Lan’s arrival naturally drew the attention of the eight people.

  However, with a single glance, they knew that Jiang Lan’s cultivation was very high, at least much higher than theirs.

  Looking at his clothes, they knew that this was their Senior Brother.

  However, they did not know what this Senior Brother was here for.

  When Jiang Lan saw these people, he naturally had some guesses. However, he didn’t say anything and went to look for the innkeeper.

  The eight people moved aside.

  “Oh?” At this moment, the innkeeper walked out and looked at Jiang Lan.

  “Looks like you’re all here. You’re not considered late.”


  Jiang Lan immediately bowed his head in apology.

  He did not know that there was such a thing as being late.

  His master didn’t say that there was a prearranged time to meet. Probably the innkeeper didn’t tell his master of it either.

  When the eight other disciples heard what the innkeeper said, they knew that this person who had just arrived was the Senior Brother of the Ninth Summit.

  The Ninth Summit was extremely mysterious to them.

  It was said that it did not accept any disciples all year round.

  Because even if it did, it could not keep them.

  Besides, if ordinary disciples went to the Ninth Summit, they might have inner demons.

  It was uncertain whether the Ninth Summit had any disciples.

  They had heard that there was a disciple in the Ninth Summit before but they had yet to see with their own eyes. Hence, they were unsure whether the disciple even existed.

  Today, they had met the real person.

  “Come over, we can do the test together,” the innkeeper said to Jiang Lan.

  Jiang Lan nodded and walked over.

  The innkeeper sat at the table with a pot of tea and a cup.

  He set the cup across the table.

  “First come, first serve. We shall follow the order of arrival. Who’s the first?” The innkeeper looked at the nine people.

  Although he was a little old, he was very energetic.

  Jiang Lan was the last to come, so it was impossible for him to know who was the first.

  The others exchanged looks before a female cultivator said.

  “There was no one else when I arrived. It should have been me.”


  She didn’t know if it was good or bad to be the first to come.

  They did not think that it was a good idea to help out here.

  But it was probably not that bad of a chore either. After all, it was only temporary help, and they were also given time for cultivation.

  Of course, there were also people who did not want to come.

  After all, those who came were relatively weak.

  If this was a good opportunity, would it even be their turn?

  “Sit down.” The innkeeper looked at the female cultivator and said softly.

  “I am Zheng Xi of the Fifth Summit. Sorry for disturbing you, Senior.” Zheng Xi bowed and sat down.

  She felt a little restrained because she didn’t know what she was going to face.

  Jiang Lan just stood at the back and watched. It felt like an interview.

  The innkeeper was selecting people.

  “Let me make it clear first. Sitting down means that you are agreeing to help out at the inn. Of course, you have to be chosen first. The inn only needs two people. Do you guys understand?” The innkeeper looked at everyone and said.

  Jiang Lan and the others nodded.

  This meant that the people behind were highly likely not going to be hired.

  “Two? I’m the last one. It seems like I might not need to stay,” Jiang Lan thought to himself.

  He did not care. No matter what the situation was, it would not make much difference to him.

  “Since you guys have understood, I shall tell you about the remuneration.” The innkeeper moved the teapot and poured half a cup of tea into the cup in front.

  Everyone was listening, but all their eyes were on the tea.

  They wondered if the tea was special.

  Then, they saw the innkeeper make a move and push the teacup in front of the Fifth Summit’s cultivator, Zheng Xi.

  “If you can drink this cup of tea, you are considered qualified.” The innkeeper looked at the Fifth Peak female cultivator and said softly.

  Hearing this test, everyone was stunned.

  What was this?

  Wasn’t this just making a choice?

  Didn’t that mean that as long as the first two were willing, they could directly work at the inn?

  If they were unwilling, they would naturally be eliminated.

  This way, she wouldn’t be criticized when she returned.

  Jiang Lan looked at the tea on the table curiously.

  He could not tell what was wrong with the tea.

  “Is it just a simple choice of choosing whether to drink the tea or not? I don’t think so. There should be something else. “Jiang Lan guessed.

  He stood at the back and watched.

  He wanted to see what would happen if this Junior Sister drank the tea.

  At this moment, Zheng Xi looked at the teacup in front of her. Actually, she did not understand either.

  But since she was already here, even if it was just an ordinary choice, she would still choose to stay.

  “Then I won’t stand on the ceremony,” Zheng Xi said humbly.

  After seeing the innkeeper nod his head, she reached for her teacup.

  Everyone was watching, as if trying to see if anything would happen.

  They watched as Zheng Xi picked up the cup, but suddenly stopped midway.

  This made many people curious.

  Jiang Lan frowned.

  Indeed, drinking the tea was not that simple.

  He felt a change in the other party’s mind, as if she was experiencing something.

  Clang!

  The teacup fell from Zheng Xi’s hand.

  Then, she clutched her chest as she struggled to breathe, her eyes filled with fear.

  This sudden scene shocked everyone.

  They had no idea what was going on.

  They only felt that Zheng Xi did not hold the teacup properly and allowed it to fall.

  Then, she started to feel uncomfortable.

  Jiang Lan could sense something, but he wasn’t sure what it was.

  Was this related to one’s temperament?

  If that was the case, then this kind of test shouldn’t be of much use to him.

  It was too ordinary.

  However, the innkeeper seemed to be very skilled in this aspect. He was pulled into the inn several times.

  He could not resist the boss at all.

  “Looks like you have failed,” the innkeeper said to Zheng Xi.

  “Sorry for disturbing you, Senior,” Zheng Xi stood up and said in a low voice.

  She didn’t seem to have recovered yet.

  She was eliminated, but she didn’t leave. She wanted to see if anyone else would succeed.

  “Next.”


  At this moment, a man sat down.

  He was a little nervous, but he also wanted to see what was different about this cup of tea.

  …


  …


  Kunlun Main Hall.

  Seven people gathered in the main hall. Their expressions were not very good.

  These seven people could almost represent the entire Kunlun.

  All of them were Summit Leaders.

  They could all be considered the higher-ups of the sect.

  Without the Sect Leader, even some of the elders were unable to influence their decisions.

  “The people of the Dragon Race are really too much. They intend to take the Goddess back with them with just a few words? How domineering.”


  Someone took the lead and spoke in a low voice.