Hunting?
Qin Shaofeng understood in an instant.
Back then, after he had told Jun Simian to ask Shuiyue Old Demon for help, Jun Simian had said she would arrange for him to meet Shuiyue Old Demon.
Perhaps things like hunting were normal enough for Shuiyue Mountain's assessments.
But this time, it was definitely because of him.
He turned and glanced at Xian Xiaoying.
He saw that Xian Xiaoying's eyes were full of confusion as she subconsciously muttered, "Outer Disciples have shallow cultivation. Even Shuiyue Mountain's most ordinary hunting grounds aren't places they're qualified to enter. How could an elder make such arrangements?"
Qin Shaofeng could not help but fall silent.
It seemed this matter had indeed changed because of him.
With a faint smile, he transmitted his explanation to her.
On the platform, the Shuiyue Mountain disciple had already continued shouting.
"Considering your cultivation, whether you participate in the hunt depends on whether you sign up yourselves. If the number does not exceed the limit, you may directly follow me and wait for the next round of assessments," the disciple announced loudly.
Quite a few people who had just passed the first round of assessments and become Shuiyue Mountain disciples wore astonished expressions.
Shuiyue Mountain's assessments could actually work like this?
Yet before they could weigh the gains and losses, waves of discussion reached their ears.
"I didn't expect another bizarre requirement like this. It seems that if we want to enter the inner sect, we can't avoid risking our lives."
"Shuiyue Mountain may indeed be a peak power, but its resources are limited too. There are already over a million Inner Disciples. How could they casually allow us into the inner sect?"
"That's true. Looks like we really have to stake our lives on this."
"The chance of dying