Lang Qi was not crying alone.
He was crying for all the Demon Clan rogue cultivators.
The disciple handling registration looked up and glanced at him.
Without saying anything, he handed him a handkerchief.
Lang Qi took it, wiped away his tears, and blew his nose.
"Thank you, Martial Brother."
"You're welcome." The registration disciple lowered his head and continued writing.
"Next."
Outside the Heart Questioning Array, more and more Demon Clan rogue cultivators passed the assessment.
Some clung to their kin and wept, some knelt on the ground and kowtowed, while others cried and laughed at the same time like madmen.
A Deer Demon knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times toward Kunlun.
"Thank the Sect Master! Thank the Sect Master!"
His forehead struck the ground until it bled, but he did not care.
A Snake Demon emerged from the stone chamber with a blank expression, though her hands were trembling.
She walked to the registration desk, handed her Jade Slip to the registration disciple, and accepted a token.
"Thank you."
Her voice was soft, but the registration disciple heard her.
"You're welcome."
The Snake Demon turned away.
The disciple in charge of the assessments emerged from the stone chamber carrying a thick registration book. He walked over to the registration desk and dropped it onto the table.
"Seven passed today. Sixty-nine thousand, five hundred and forty-one failed."
The registration disciple's brush paused.
"More than sixty-nine thousand?"
"Mm." The assessment disciple nodded.
"Most had Karmic Debt that was too heavy, so their true colors were exposed the moment they entered the array.
"Some had poor temperaments and were scared out of their wits by the Illusionary Realm.
"A small number had impure motives and wanted to sneak in for refuge."
The registration disciple fell silent for a moment,