Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return-Chapter 1060: Mu Family’s Top Young Expert

Seven and a half minutes hadn’t passed, yet these ten people either broke down mentally or spat out blood, and one after another, they were carried away.

Seeing such results, many young swordsmen who came to compete turned slightly pale, with a fine layer of sweat appearing on their foreheads. It wasn’t just them; even the expressions of the audience in the distance turned extraordinarily grave.

Silently, a few more young swordsmen withdrew from the ranks, their faces gloomy.

Although there were fewer competitors, those who remained did not feel any relief. The assessment was truly too difficult and perilous. Even without competitors, they had no confidence in passing.

"A bunch of cowards, scared to this extent before the competition even starts. You’ll wet your pants when you enter the selection arena." An abrasive voice rang out.

"What did you say?" Everyone looked angry, turning towards the source of the voice.

However, upon seeing who it was, many people quietly lowered their heads.

The speaker was Qiu Ping’an. At this moment, Qiu Ping’an had a smug look, as if he was completely unaware that he had provoked public anger.

"Am I wrong? People with such weak wills dare to attend the election of Long Yan Academy, it’s simply a disgrace to the academy." Qiu Ping’an said arrogantly.

"Hmph, disgrace or not is none of your business, don’t forget, you’re also lining up here and haven’t been selected yet." A young swordsman who previously claimed to have a grudge against the Qiu Family sneered.

"It’s only a matter of time before this young master gets selected, isn’t it?" Qiu Ping’an gave him a disdainful glance and said proudly.

"What a big mouth, aren’t you afraid the wind will choke your tongue!" At Qiu Ping’an’s arrogance, not only the young swordsman, but others around also felt indignant.

"Hmph, you’ll soon find out if this young master is boasting." Qiu Ping’an with an expression of arrogance, then turned his gaze to Han Yan, "You’d better hope you’re not selected, otherwise, once you’re in Long Yan Academy, you’ll suffer."

Seeing Qiu Ping’an point the spearhead at Han Yan, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Huayue Zirong and others. After exchanging glances, they saw what each other was thinking: they might as well give Qiu Pinghe a harsh lesson, even if it means being expelled from the selection or getting punished, as long as Han Yan’s big matter is not ruined.

"Don’t be impulsive, I want to see where he gets such confidence." Han Yan stopped the three.

With those few disciples of the Qiu Family around, not to mention Huayue and others, even if she took action herself, she might not be able to harm Qiu Ping’an, no need to bring trouble to herself.

The most important thing is, seeing this assessment method, even she didn’t have much confidence. She was very curious about where Qiu Ping’an got his confidence from.

"Someone passed, finally someone passed." At this moment, cheers erupted from the crowd.

Han Yan turned her head to look and indeed, seven and a half minutes had passed, a pale-faced young man stood in front of the Trial Stele, slowly drawing his longsword.

"No wonder he’s the top expert of the younger generation of the Mu Family, Mu Chengxuan indeed is impressive." Someone in the queue said enviously and longingly.

So it was this guy. At such a result, Han Yan wasn’t too surprised. After all, Mu Chengxuan was the favored disciple of the Supreme Elder, and throughout these years an unknown amount of cultivation resources had been piled on him. If he still couldn’t pass the assessment, not only would it be an embarrassment for him, but even the Supreme Elder might want to bash his head against the wall.

However, as for Mu Chengxuan being the top expert of the younger generation of the Mu Family, Zirong and others sneered at that claim.

Under everyone’s gaze, Mu Chengxuan drew his longsword, and amidst the flashing cold light, exquisite and superb sword techniques appeared in his hand. Clearly, these were sword techniques comprehended from the Heart Enlightenment Sword. After ten moves, a clear roar sounded, the Sword Light like a torrent cascading down, struck fiercely towards the Trial Stele.

"Clang"! Where the Sword Light passed, sparks flew, and a sword trace half a foot deep appeared on that Trial Stele.

The square erupted in cheers, everyone was shocked by the power of this sword.

One must know that this Trial Stele was forged from Refined Steel mixed with Outer Heaven Meteorite Gold, considered indestructible. Even though Mu Chengxuan was quite powerful, he couldn’t possibly have such sword power. This sword’s power evidently came from the supreme sword technique within the Heart Enlightenment Sword.

"Good, good, being able to comprehend ten sword techniques in such a short time, not bad! Congratulations on passing the assessment and becoming a member of Long Yan Academy." Gong Hongru praised Mu Chengxuan with two words of approval.

Although his words could not hide his praise, his face remained stern, without a hint of a smile, truly one of the academy’s top three masters known for being impartial and strict.

"Thank you, Lord!" Mu Chengxuan quickly bowed and saluted, wiping away the bean-sized sweat on his forehead.

It was clear, even though he had passed the assessment, he didn’t feel relaxed.

"His potential is good, see who is willing to take him under their wing?" Gong Hongru said to the mentors below.

According to the rules of the recruitment election, each young swordsman who passes the assessment is assigned a mentor before entering the academy. The strength and status of this mentor may greatly influence the disciple’s future achievements.

So, Mu Chengxuan looked at those mentors with a mixture of expectation and anxiety, even those watching the fun felt nervous together.

Don’t be fooled by how smoothly Mu Chengxuan passed the assessment and how well he performed, but if he follows the wrong mentor, his whole life could be ruined.

The dozen or so mentors gathered together and discussed in low voices, initially very harmonious, but as time went on, the atmosphere gradually turned somewhat off, and red-faced arguments broke out among them, with two almost coming to blows.

Seeing this scene, Mu Chengxuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed these mentors held him in high regard, arguing to the point of fighting.

The surrounding audience looked on with envy, being valued by so many mentors at once, this Mu Chengxuan’s future was endless.

"Lord Gong, we have discussed it." Finally, the mentors reached a consensus, and a tall elder stood up and said.

Seeing this person, there was another gasp of exclamation around.

"I am Long Congyuan, willing to take you under my tutelage, would you be willing?" The elder looked at Mu Chengxuan, asking.

"Thank you for your kindness, master! Disciple greets Master." Mu Chengxuan was overjoyed and quickly bowed in salute.

The others looked at Mu Chengxuan with faces full of unconcealable envy.

This Long Congyuan was also one of the longest-established mentors at Long Yan Academy. Although his strength was slightly inferior to Gong Hongru, failing to enter the academy’s top three masters, he was considerably superior to the other mentors. Although he wasn’t among the top three, if evaluated for the top five, he would certainly have a place.

Mu Chengxuan being accepted under his tutelage was naturally a great fortune.