Of the four people who were called out, the three other than the richly dressed young woman all looked surprised and astonished. Only the woman remained completely calm and composed, as if she had known all along that she would be deemed successful.
"The quota for outer sect disciples is full. You, along with the last few disciples who haven't been tested, wait over there. Someone will take you to collect your servant disciple clothes later." The middle-aged man pointed at Chen Fan and spoke indifferently.
"Fellow Daoist, wasn't I the one who passed the test just now?" Chen Fan asked coldly. There was no way he could become a servant disciple. He would have to wait a whole year for another chance to be tested!
"Fellow Daoist? What sort of status do you have, that you dare call me a fellow Daoist?" The middle-aged man glanced at Chen Fan with cold eyes and snorted. "I'll let it go since you're young. Besides, whether you pass this test depends not only on the white light from the boulder, but also on our evaluation. Your aptitude is too mediocre, so we've unanimously decided that you can't enter Shu Mountain's Eighth Peak for now."
The middle-aged man seemed afraid Chen Fan would make a scene, so his tone softened slightly.
But anyone with eyes could see that the young woman was dressed like someone from a wealthy family and had powerful connections, while Chen Fan wore ordinary clothes and had an unremarkable appearance. He didn't look like he had anything going for him.
"That kid's just out of luck. Of the four people, they had to pick him to give up his place to someone else. That Foundation Establishment expert seemed to deliberately target him." Some servant disciples began whispering among themselves.