Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  In conclusion, all these so-called restrictions were completely useless against Qiao Mu!

  Qiao Mu turned around to look at the little fatty who had also spoken.

  She saw the little fatty remove his jacket, revealing water sacks of various sizes hanging in a circle around his waist.

  He then smiled good-naturedly at the two girls. “Don’t worry, I filled up a lot of water for you. There’ll definitely be enough to drink while we’re in the Lava Mountain Range!”


  Qiao Mu’s expression relaxed, and Qi Xuanxuan even jumped in delight as she hit the little fatty’s shoulder with her fist. “Fatty, is it heavy? Do you want to give us several to carry?”


  “This amount of water is no sweat!” The little fatty put on his jacket again. “I’ll give out the water once we get inside the Lava Mountain Range. Right now I’ll hold them for you!”


  “Tut, Little Fatty really is considerate. Whoever becomes your wife in the future will certainly be blissful.”


  As they spoke, the people who had run off to fill more water hastily ran back.

  A lot of people were falling over each other to borrow some more water sacks from the academy.

  Yet Wei Xu swept them an unfeeling gaze and announced, “Time is up.”


  The students’ moans resounded throughout the summit.

  Some of them looked at the two small water sacks hanging from their waist with faint worry.

  They felt that this Mentor Wei Xu definitely wasn’t scaring them deliberately. They really might be seeking their deaths if they didn’t bring enough water with them into the mountain range.

  “Before setting out, each member of your team must show me your cultivation and mystic energy! Do not hide it! Let me know your true strength!”


  “Also summon your mystic beasts so I can examine them. If I discover you summoning your mystic beasts during the exam, I will treat it as cheating and disqualify you.”


  Wei Xu turned to look at that “strongest team” and instructed while pointing at Che Ruman, “Starting from your team.”


  Che Ruman smiled and raised her graceful chin up high in arrogance. She stretched out her hand and generated a flame the size of a bean. “Che Ruman, 18 years old. Level-15 peak-rank mystic cultivator, with grasp over grade-six spiritual fire energy.”


  “Peng Guang, 25 years old. Level-14 initial success-rank mystic cultivator, with incomplete grasp over spiritual water.”


  “Zhu Bozong, 22 years old. Level-14 mystic cultivator, with grasp over grade-five spiritual water energy.”


  “Li Qian, 28 years old. Level-one spiritual cultivator, with control over grade-five spiritual fire energy.”


  As the people in Che Ruman’s team unveiled their strength one by one while summoning their mystic beasts at the same time, there was nobody present who did not gaze at them with looks of envy.

  All of the teams unveiled their cultivation and strength one by one.

  Among them was the revelation of two more people who had grasped grade-six spiritual energy, which made everyone green with envy.

  Even so, Wei Xu was unmoved and merely watched on coldly.

  After the second to last team finished unveiling their cultivation, everybody’s gazes simultaneously whipped over to Qiao Mu’s team.

  Their gazes were tinged with schadenfreude as they looked at Qiao Mu and company……