With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal Chapter 84: The Assessment Begins, Facing the Celestial Demo

Ti flies, and a week has quickly passed.

Outside the city, the Level Four Demon Nest remains under lockdown, military vehicles densely pass by.

On the other side, the hunt for Fang Jianxing continues within the city.

anwhile, the police departnt seizes this opportunity to conduct a series of special operations against followers of the Demon Path, catching nurous stragglers.

Every day for ng Chuan is quite fulfilling; he practices breathing exercises in the morning and diligently studies at school in the afternoon.

Occasionally, on weekends, he goes to the martial arts school to asure Qi Blood and teach a few moves to the students.

"Haven’t seen the Hu brothers for several days now, heard they recently took leave, saying they’re undergoing special training at the martial arts school."

"Is that so, Teacher Chen? Their master indeed has quite the presence, worthy of being a Limit-Breaking Level Martial Arts Family grandmaster; standing there with an immortal aura."

Chatting idly with Teacher Chen Tie, ng Chuan’s mind wanders to the student nad Wang Xudong, inwardly lanting with a sense of pity.

"Stop talking about that, I feel your hard skills talent is quite good too. After just a few days of practice, you’ve made great progress. Are you a prodigy?"

Chen Tie says, puzzlingly, as he applies ointnt to ng Chuan’s back.

ng Chuan enjoys the sore sensation after being massaged, then adjusts his breathing rhythm; after a week of rigorous armor-training exercises, his lower dantian breathing becos increasingly smooth.

At school, after his session with Teacher Chen Tie, ng Chuan applies ointnt while his phone pings with a ssage notification.

[Examinee with ID ending 8085, please report to the comprehensive building of the New City Police Departnt for the exam at 3 PM today]

The Martial Arts Association had notified him in advance for the assessnt, today serves as a reminder for ng Chuan to be punctual to avoid wasting manpower and resources.

Once the dicinal effects of the ointnt are absorbed fully by his body, ng Chuan stretches his limbs briefly, feeling his body growing stronger.

He’s already arranged for afternoon off, and with so spare ti, ng Chuan practices punches against a wooden post.

"Heading to take the Armor Holding Certificate exam this afternoon, the final segnt is combat; I’ll accumulate so combat feel now."

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PM.

New City Police Departnt Comprehensive Building.

ng Chuan jumps off the tram and rushes to the entrance.

"Phew, almost late."

He approaches the security gate, opens his phone displaying the appointnt ssage, handing it to the security guard who, glancing at it, lets him through.

After ng Chuan leaves, the guard mutters admiringly:

"So young and possessing a Silver dal, the youth is truly formidable."

"Wonder if he can pass the Armor Holding Certificate exam."

Though the assessnt level requires Interdiate Martial Artists, the final combat test typically involves high-level Martial Artists and Martial Arts families.

Because the last segnt of the combat test involves facing a Celestial Demon!

Inside the building, ng Chuan proceeds to the registration desk, leaving his information; the staff look puzzled.

"Are you really 16 years old?"

"Turning 17 soon, can’t minors take the exam?"

The staff ominously warns:

"Yes... but you must be very careful; the last segnt involves a Celestial Demon."

After confirming the information accuracy, the staff direct ng Chuan:

"Proceed to Room 202 to the left on the second floor for the psyche test; after passing the test, go for the combat examination, this way upstairs."

Regarding the psyche test, ng Chuan had researched online beforehand.

Every exam pulls questions randomly from a test bank compiled by psychology experts.

Through these questions, they assess candidates’ moral level and ensure the psychological health of Armor holders.

ng Chuan sits at the exam table, connects to the heart rate monitor, and starts answering questions.

The instrunt can accurately judge if the examinee is answering truthfully.

There are only fifty questions; ng Chuan answers quickly, following his heart, then stands to leave and wait for the results.

Ten minutes later, the results are out; psyche test passed.

ng Chuan breathes a sigh of relief; despite feeling confident, exams inevitably cause a bit of nervousness.

"Examinee, please wait a mont, we’re re-checking the combat arena."

A few minutes later.

An energetic female officer, wearing a dark blue uniform, cos out to guide ng Chuan.

"Examinee, please follow ."

The lady officer leads ng Chuan to the basent, explaining as they walk.

"There will be a simulated micro Demon Nest below, with genuine Celestial Demons inside; if you pass through wearing our provided protective suit, the exam is successful."

ng Chuan nods, indicating understanding.

After wearing the protective suit, he arrives at a spacious simulation area, pushes the door open, and stands ready.

The interior space is engulfed in darkness, seemingly imbued with a horror movie atmosphere.

However, the overhead broadcast breaks the mood.

"Examinee ng Chuan, are you ready?"

"Ready."

"Exam starting now, the examinee may explore freely; the exit is hidden sowhere in the simulated Demon Nest, reach it and your exam is considered passed."

"Kind reminder, there might be ’surprises’ in certain areas; the protective suit’s defense can last only five minutes, encountering a surprise without finding the exit after five minutes results in failure."

"Understood."

Facing the pitch-black surroundings, it’s impossible not to be anxious; humans naturally fear dark environnts.

But it’s just a minor physiological trait, ng Chuan is not afraid.

He carefully explores inward, initially not using the provided flashlight, instead feeling around the objects nearby.

The tactile sensation in his hand seems damp, accompanied by a faint putrid sll, resembling a Demon Nest indeed.

ng Chuan reaches the center of the room, turns on the flashlight, sweeping around the walls.

"Feels like the haunted houses I visited in past lives..."

Finding the door, ng Chuan gently pushes it and moves into the next scene.

Another enclosed room; before he could discern the layout, his flashlight suddenly dims.

ng Chuan attempts to flick the switch several tis, with no response from the flashlight.

"Battery drained or malfunctioning?"

He doubts the exam equipnt’s quality would be this poor.

Suddenly, ng Chuan feels an eerie chill within; his Eight Extres sense warns him.

"The flashlight malfunctioned due to Celestial Demon Force Field coverage!"

ng Chuan shocks, imdiately rotates and punches hard driven by Power, aiming behind him!

The air vibrates with the punch yet hits nothing.

"Nothing there?"

Suddenly!

ng Chuan feels his head spinning, slightly dazed.

This familiar sensation.

Tong Family Lane, void-type Celestial Demon!

Grating whispers squeal near his ear.

Above!

ng Chuan realizes swiftly; he bursts out with Limit-Breaking Level Inch Step, flickering aside to dodge the corrosion.

His body instinctively trembles slightly, as familiar chilling sensations gradually numb his limbs, attempting once more to seize control.

At this critical mont, ng Chuan follows correct procedures to activate the protective suit’s defense feature.

The nanofiber within the protective suit functions actively, repelling Celestial Demon’s corroding energy through its entangling characteristics.

ng Chuan moves his limbs quickly, marveling at the protective suit’s wonder.

"Only five minutes; must hurry to find the exit."

Two icy and greasy hands grab his shoulders; he senses the corrosion worsening.

Once five minutes pass, complete corrosion may cause exam failure; he must quickly find the exit.

ng Chuan attempts counterattacks initially; lacking Martial Arts Will and True Qi, his punches sweep through white shadows, striking the air, leaving a hint of frustration.

"Need to beco a Martial Arts Family quickly."

Experiencing the helpless feeling against a visible Celestial Demon is sothing he never wishes to encounter again.

Ti ticks away second by second; ng Chuan storms through the room akin to a heavy tank.

Two or three minutes later, despite the chilling sensations on his neck, he punches through the desk, reaching for the door handle ahead.

Twisting it firmly, he dashes out instantly.

The overhead chanical broadcast voice echoes.

[Congratulations to the examinee for passing the assessnt.]

As he exits the room, the Celestial Demon gets confined by so unknown force, unable to escape; the chill on him dissipates gradually.

A tiny door seemingly separates two worlds.

Removing the protective suit and placing it in the designated area, just before leaving, the broadcast sends crackling noises overhead.

Monts later, a deep male voice announces via broadcast.

[Examinee ng Chuan, please settle the venue damage fee in the miscellaneous room before collecting your certificate.]

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