The Crowd-Pleasing Clown

"I'm actually not good enough?"

The robust young man muttered to himself, seemingly unable to accept this reality; it was simply too devastating.

The Empress Secret Realm offered six title assessments. Many of the trial participants present knew how terrifying the Ancient Empress was, and no one expected to obtain the highest title, including the robust young man.

But let alone higher-level titles like "Saint" and "Soul," he didn't even obtain the lowest-ranking title, "Scholar."

No rating because they're too weak!

"Haha, you people from Skylight Island are such a disgrace!"

Among the crowd, some people laughed. They were the mortal enemies of Tianguang Island, but despite the laughter, the burly young man's public humiliation made people realize that the standards set by this Ancient Empress were far more exaggerated than they had imagined!

"I'll do it!"

Another person went up; it was a woman. She must have been quite confident to go up.

However, when she wrote her name on the crystal pillar with her blood, no miracle occurred, and she received the same rating—unremarkable.

This left everyone stunned, and those who had previously mocked the robust young man fell silent.

The fact that two people have done this in a row has given people a deeper understanding of the difficulty of the rating process.

They were all exceptional talents, top figures in their respective factions, yet they suffered such a defeat upon arriving at the Empress Secret Realm.

"I don't believe it. Could it be that martial arts civilization was more advanced in ancient times than it is now?"

A girl dressed in black frowned and said, "I am Leopard Girl."

Beside the Leopard Girl was another woman dressed in black. She looked somewhat similar to the Leopard Girl, but had a voluptuous figure and was more mature than the Leopard Girl. She was the Leopard Girl's older sister.

"I'll go up and give it a try!"

Seeing that the Leopard Girl's sister was about to give it a try, everyone watched with bated breath. Many people knew this girl; her talent surpassed that of the Leopard Girl, and she was definitely one of the best among them.

The Black-clothed Woman used her sharp fingernails to cut open her palm and wrote her name.

The light from the ancient relics converged on the name of the Black-clothed Woman, shimmering and sparkling. This time, instead of dissipating, they coalesced and took shape, gradually transforming into a complex character...

Everyone's eyes lit up at the sight.

With the Black-clothed Woman's talent, she's finally able to get a rating!

People are watching closely, using this benchmark as a standard, and they make comparisons accordingly.

"Scholar!"

When the words finally appeared before everyone's eyes, they fell silent. The Black-clothed Woman was just a scholar...

Those who were not as strong as the Black-clothed Woman suddenly lost the courage to step forward.

"Young Master Nantian, among so many people, you and Miss Lin Xin Tong have the best talent. If it were you, you would surely be able to get a good rating from the Empress, right?"

Just then, someone spoke to Shentu Nantian.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Shentu Nantian.

Shentu Nantian is considered a top-tier figure in the Tianyuan Realm, and his rating is quite convincing.

By comparing the results with Shentu Nantian's assessment, everyone can get a general idea of the situation.

Shentu Nantian frowned slightly. He didn't know what score he could get. Just then, Black Shadow flashed, and a thin boy jumped in front of the crystal pillar like a monkey. He chuckled, "I'll give it a try first!"

Upon closer inspection, people realized it was a dark-skinned boy who had appeared out of nowhere.

"That country bumpkin! What's he doing causing trouble? Who does he think he is!"

Many people started cursing. In their eyes, this dark-skinned boy was a clown; he wasn't even as good as Yi Yun.

The dark-skinned boy ignored the sarcasm from so many people. He chuckled, bit his finger, and slowly wrote his name on the crystal pillar.

His handwriting is really not flattering; the strokes are crooked and twisted, like a crab crawling.

Most importantly, his handwriting was not only ugly, but also completely illegible.

What character is this?

The young talents present were all well-informed and experienced, yet they looked at each other blankly, none of them able to decipher the meaning.

"Is there a typo?"

Someone said sarcastically.

Yi Yun narrowed his eyes. Anyone who could get this far wouldn't have misspelled their own name. The identity of this dark-skinned boy was becoming increasingly intriguing.

Although the dark-skinned boy wrote strange characters, the light from the crystal pillar still converged on the back of the name.

Yi Yun held his breath; he wanted to see just what kind of talent this dark-skinned boy possessed.

To Yi Yun's surprise, the streams of light flickered for a few moments before shattering with a loud bang.

Assessment result -- Unacceptable!

"What?"

Yi Yun was stunned. He had always had a feeling that this dark-skinned youth was not simple. Perhaps it was because Yi Yun was too sensitive to energy that he had this intuition.

In his imagination, this dark-skinned boy's talent should have surpassed that of a "scholar"; he even thought that it might have surpassed more than one level. However, this result left Yi Yun somewhat puzzled.

Did I make a mistake?

"Sorry, sorry... I didn't expect it to be this difficult..." The dark-skinned boy scratched his head, grinning sheepishly as he walked off the stage. However, he wasn't discouraged, and even said quite magnanimously, "I'll just consider this a starting point!"

"What an idiot! Did a donkey kick his brain?!"

Some people couldn't stand it anymore.

"He's just trying to attract attention; there's no shortage of people like that everywhere. Just ignore him!"

"We participated in the trials with that black kid, we got here together, and our ratings are probably about the same. It's a disgrace..."

This group of geniuses is actually only as strong as this idiot.

"The more you talk about this kind of person, the more excited you get. Young Master Nantian, why don't you go up and show us your skills!"

"Yes, young master, go up and let us see what you've got!" Shen Tu, the young man who had previously tried to torture and kill Yi Yun, excitedly chimed in.

However, at this moment, Shentu Nantian glanced at him with a gloomy look.

Shentu Nantian was indeed unsure about this talent rating. In the past, Shentu Nantian would have been confident, but now...

More than half a year ago, the Seven Fiends Heavenly Yin Pill that Yi Yun fed him greatly damaged his strength. Although he used many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures afterward, he has not fully recovered.

While others are making progress, my cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.

However, Shentu Nantian was still recovering his strength, and after more than half a year, he had only recovered about 80%.

"After all, it's been nurtured for so long... Although it's not my peak level, it's still much stronger than others."

Shentu Nantian took a deep breath and walked to the crystal pillar. He made a sword shape with two fingers, drew a line on his palm, and then wrote his name.

His calligraphy, flowing and elegant, possesses a sword-like Sword Qi, as if each stroke were carved by a blade. (To be continued~^~)