Ling Xiao took a deep breath and walked through the stone gate behind Elder Bai.
He discovered that behind the stone gate, there was actually a world of its own.
There was an elder sitting cross-legged here, with a small dog lying beside him.
He could not see through the elder’s cultivation level, but he was certain that it was much stronger than Elder Bai’s.
The elder sat cross-legged in the center of the circular room, surrounded by murals that depicted various figures from the ancient era.
They were densely packed, so nurous they were almost impossible to count.
So had three heads and six arms;
so had wings growing from their backs;
so were born with three eyes;
so had the head of a bird and the body of a human;
so had monkey heads and monkey brains;
...
There were simply too many to count, and almost anyone who looked at them would be dazzled.
"These murals are the ’Sealing Gods Record,’ and those with high perceptivity can comprehend sothing from them. This is also how we test!"
The elder said indifferently, "I ask, you answer. You have ten breaths to comprehend each question. Answer correctly, and you continue; fail to answer, and you leave. One point per question, got it?"
"Got it!" Ling Xiao replied.
"Good, let’s begin then. First question: how many people are there in the mural?"
For Ling Xiao, this question was actually quite simple. In the state of ’Soul Entry,’ it was a matter of an instant.
"Three hundred and sixty-five!" Ling Xiao answered.
The expression on the elder’s face remained unchanged since answering the first question was not difficult. The ten questions would get harder as one progressed.
"Second question: how many types of martial arts techniques are displayed in the mural?"
"Thirteen thousand six hundred!"
Honestly, even Ling Xiao himself found it hard to believe when he provided that answer.
Three hundred and sixty-five people using thirteen thousand six hundred techniques? How could that be possible?
However, upon closer observation, he found that the murals were indeed animated, but one could only see this if their soul power was strong enough.
"Correct!"
For the first ti, the elder took a glance at Ling Xiao, seeming to wonder how this young man was answering the questions so quickly. The previous youths, although so had answered the first two questions, had all used up every last second available to them.
"Third question: how many artifacts are there in the mural, including weapons, hidden weapons, armor, and so on?"
"Nineteen million three hundred and thirty-eight thousand kinds!" Ling Xiao blurted out again.
"Oh? Up to now, you are the first one to answer this question correctly. Many before you forgot to look at the items inside the people’s Storage Rings in the painting."
The elder was even more amazed.
The marvel of the ’Sealing Gods Record’ lay in this: if one’s perceptivity was good enough and their soul power was strong enough, they could indeed see the artifacts inside the Storage Ring, thus being able to call out the true number.
To be honest, this revelation surprised Ling Xiao once more. These three hundred and sixty-five figures possessed over ten million artifacts, and each one’s quality was far superior to that of the Floating Snow Sword he held in his hand, which was truly enviable.
"Fourth question: how many people in the mural are executing fire elent mystic arts?"
This question was evidently more difficult.
Because one not only had to identify the mystic arts being executed by these individuals but also discern the attribute of their arts, which would be impossible without sufficient perceptivity.
"Six!" Ling Xiao answered just as quickly.
"Eh?"
To have answered the fourth question correctly was even more surprising for the elder.
Because he had always been presiding over the "Sealing Gods Record" tests, during the years without expansion of applicants, there were only a handful of individuals who could answer the first four questions, never exceeding ten during each assessnt.
"The fifth question, how many people have unleashed the thunder series Mystic Art?"
"...Twenty-five!"
Ling Xiao hesitated slightly this ti in his response, as the thunder series differed from the fire series.
The fire series Mystic Arts were sowhat more obvious, whereas the thunder series Mystic Arts were more concealed, only revealing their truths in the fleeting monts when the mural moved.
Excitent!
Absolute excitent!
A gleam of thrill shone in the elder’s eyes.
Even the small dog lying beside him barked twice.
How could he not be excited? The disciple who could answer the fifth question was scarce in each past assessnt, sotis even nonexistent.
Ling Xiao’s performance was truly impressive.
"The sixth question, you must be cautious, how many people in the painting have a Starchild Martial Soul?"
This was indeed difficult.
Martial Souls were invisible if not actively displayed.
To deduce them, one must inject their Soul Power into the mural and spar with each figure individually to draw out their Martial Souls.
This ti, Ling Xiao took a considerable amount of ti.
After about eight breaths, he abruptly opened his eyes and said, "Two hundred and thirty-three!"
This ti, the answer was no longer important for Ling Xiao.
He suddenly realized that after retrieving the Soul Power he had released, the Mountain and River Map underwent a trendous transformation.
In the original Mountain and River World, there was only the earth, with the sky as an expanse of darkness.
But now, the sky was different, filled with the sun, moon, and stars.
He had a feeling that although his Mountain and River Martial Soul had not been upgraded, it was evidently stronger than before.
The integration between his soul and the Mountain and River Martial Soul also deepened, having risen to twenty percent!
In that mont, Ling Xiao could even sense the eager anticipation the elder had for him.
He was taken aback.
Initially, he had only intended to score full marks in this section, but it seed he could not go on like this any longer; if he really achieved a perfect score, it might cause trouble.
Comprehension might not be considered a form of talent, but sotis it could be more frightening than talent itself.
Ling Xiao did not want to stir up a commotion.
It was better to be slightly reserved; based on his current score, with full marks for the first section and the added points for the second and third sections, it could be said that he had virtually achieved full marks in two sections.
Even if the third section wasn’t perfect, it should still be acceptable, right?
In fact, the so-called perfect score of one hundred for this assessnt should accurately be stated as sixty, since the additional forty points were for extra credit.
Twenty additional points for potential, ten for battle technique expertise, and another ten for comprehension.
Currrently, only Leng Hao and Ling Xiao had received extra points.
And since Leng Hao had already been taken away by the Golden Light Heavenly Lord, there was no competition left.
Ling Xiao calculated that he could score fifty-six points, which was definitely enough for admission, and even if only three or four individuals were to be admitted, he was certainly qualified.
Therefore, there was no need to draw unnecessary attention.
With this in mind, when the elder asked the seventh question, Ling Xiao simply stated that he did not know.
Although he verbally claid ignorance, he actually spent ten breaths to reassess the mural and ended up making significant gains.
The Mystic Arts within this mural were more exquisite than those of a Transcendent Warrior.
It was precisely because of this that he instantaneously grasped the third and fourth movents of the Snow Lotus Sword Technique, Ice Heart and Condensed Water.
This speed left Ling Xiao in awe of himself.
He had previously struggled just to grasp two movents of the sword technique, but now he had instantaneously, fully comprehended the third and fourth movents, and even the fifth movent was beginning to take shape in his mind.
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