Night Wandering Hall!
Hearing that Xiao Jian was to be assigned to a place under Third Elder Ku Zhen's authority, Tie Wenjing could not help but be stunned.
For a moment, he could not tell whether the sect leader and the others were valuing Xiao Jian or deliberately sidelining him.
Throughout the Azure Firmament God Court, who did not know how strict and harsh the rules of the Night Wandering Hall were?
Moreover, as Night Wandering Gods, they often had to handle all manner of sudden dangers and unforeseeable calamities.
Even after becoming a steward of the Night Wandering Hall, one had to lead from the front and handle matters personally.
In short, this was absolutely a thankless and grueling post!
Yet from another perspective, the experts of the Night Wandering Hall held lofty status and great authority, and were deeply valued by the sect leader.
"However, the prerequisite is that you must pass Elder Ku Zhen's inspection."
From the central seat of honor, Liang Lingxu said, "Xiao Jian, if you are ready, the inspection may begin now."
Su Yi nodded. "All right."
At once, a withered, short old man rose from the seats on the left.
In that instant, an icy, blade-like aura locked onto Su Yi.
Su Yi frowned.
That aura made him deeply uncomfortable, as though he were being watched by a venomous snake hidden in the shadows.
He raised his eyes toward the withered little old man.
The man's hair was sparse, his face ancient, and his skin deathly pale, nearly translucent. His pair of eyes shone an eerie blood-red.
At a glance, he looked like a corpse that had been dead for countless years.
Even his aura was gloomy and obscure, carrying a bloodthirsty stench that made one's heart palpitate.
At the side, Tie Wenjing