"No time to waste. We are about to begin the first round of trials, but before that, this old man must offer you all a word of advice."
"The Yao Clan Ceremony is by no means child's play, so if there are any casualties during the trials, they can only be attributed to a lack of strength... Because the screening of alchemists in our Yao Clan Ceremony is extremely rigorous. A formidable alchemist must be an almighty powerhouse with explosive combat capability, and at the very least, they must possess a proud and formidable strength, or else they cannot command public respect. So those bookish pill nerds might as well save their breath."
"You had all better consider this carefully. Once the trials begin, there is no turning back." Yao Xuanyi looked at the nearly one thousand people surrounding her and spoke without any polite restraint, her warning intent exceedingly obvious.
"Hehe, this ferocious folk custom of the Yao Clan is truly terrifying." Xiao Yan stood alone in the crowd, unable to help a chuckle, though hindered by Xun Er's identity, she could not accompany him. Xun Er had now found a vantage point with an excellent view and sat down quietly, waiting for Xiao Yan to shine brilliantly.
The Yao Clan's demands on the powerhouses within their own clan were extremely strict, which also forged the towering fierce reputation of the Yao Clan.
Whenever anyone in the Yao Clan exhibited extremely high attainments on the path of alchemy, the clan's powerhouses would subject them to terrifying torment and trials. Because quite a few geniuses in the Yao Clan had died in the past at the hands of vicious and heinous scoundrels, the Yao Clan subsequently attached great importance to cultivation as well. In the eyes of the Yao Clan,