"My name is Xiao Wu. The Wu means 'dance.'"
"Zhu Zhuqing."
"Lin Ye."
The three briefly introduced themselves.
Ning Rongrong blinked and asked, "You're all so amazing. I've never met anyone as incredible as you!"
Had they just been complimented?
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, feeling warm and fuzzy inside.
It really was nice to be praised by someone their age.
[Wait, Ning Rongrong, something's not right with you!]
[You're the Little Demoness who's spoiled and willful. Why would you compliment someone else?]
[I know! You're pretending. It has to be an act. Heh, I've seen right through you!]
[There's definitely some huge scheme afoot!]
The sudden inner voice made all three girls' expressions stiffen.
Ning Rongrong was the Little Demoness?
Spoiled and willful? Pretending?
Good grief. Those words left the two girls stunned.
She looked like such a pretty girl, with a lovely voice and, especially, a pair of eyes like glazed jewels.
In every way, she seemed like an excellent girl with a good personality.
How could she be the Little Demoness?
But Lin Ye had the ability to see the future, so his inner voice had to be right.
Perhaps Ning Rongrong was putting on the act of a well-behaved young lady.
For a moment, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing felt a little awkward.
But they also noticed something.
After Lin Ye's inner voice, Ning Rongrong's expression had clearly changed.
It seemed she could hear Lin Ye's inner voice too!
The discovery surprised them. Here was another person who could hear inner voices.
When Ning Rongrong heard Lin Ye's thoughts, she was utterly dumbfounded.
He was actually mocking her in his head!
How hateful!
She wasn't the Little Demoness—not at all!
Ning Rongrong's brows twitched sharply twice. She turned and smiled sweetly at Lin Ye.
But there seemed to be a raging inferno behind her little gaze.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing immediately knew for sure.
She really was the Little Demoness.
That well-behaved young lady act had been nothing but a disguise.
"What's wrong? Need something?"
Lin Ye was baffled. Did Ning Rongrong have a problem with him?
[What's with this girl? Does she have some serious grudge against me?]
[Hmm... Is it because I've got two girls with me?]
[That's ridiculous. I'm a pure-hearted young man, okay? Besides... what's it to you? Keep staring and I'll smack your butt!]
[Don't think I won't hit you just because you're the Little Princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.]
[I'll put a sack over her head and give her a beating tonight. Who'll ever know?]
At that, Ning Rongrong's gaze turned clear and innocent.
Her hand instinctively slipped behind her back.
Lin Ye was level sixty-five, a super monster.
If he attacked, she really might get beaten up.
Putting a sack over her head... That sounded downright vicious.
"What's wrong, Student Ning? Are you feeling unwell?"
Lin Ye looked genuinely concerned, the very picture of a warm-hearted young man.
"I'm fine. I feel great."
Ning Rongrong smiled, but the smile looked forced.
This guy knew she was the Little Princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and still dared to think that way.
He clearly had some ability—or perhaps some powerful backing.
If he really ambushed her, he probably wouldn't leave behind any evidence.
If she got beaten, she'd have to take it. There'd be no way to get revenge.
"Hey, hey, you little brats! Look over here!"
Zhao Wuji was starting to lose it.
The four youngsters had arrived, then stood around chatting merrily as if they'd completely forgotten he was there.
This was a test. They were taking a test!
Could they take it seriously?
Were they even going to do this or not?
"Teacher, please go ahead."
Lin Ye turned around. Zhao Wuji's forehead veins were visibly throbbing.
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and said, "I'm Zhao Wuji, your examiner for the final round. To pass this test, you have to hold out against me for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. You have one incense stick's worth of time to discuss your strategy."
They only had to last one incense stick against him to pass?
The three girls still didn't know his exact cultivation, but they were all cautious.
After all, Li Yusong outside was already level sixty-three. The final round had to be the hardest.
Zhao Wuji's cultivation should be at least as high as Li Yusong's.
[Zhao Wuji, known as the Immovable Wisdom King, is a level-seventy-six Power Attack System Battle Soul Saint. His Martial Soul is the Vajra Bear.]
[His defense and strength are top-tier, but his speed is a little slow.]
[Against someone like him, we can only look for his weaknesses.]
Lin Ye's inner voice revealed Zhao Wuji's identity, which was truly startling.
He was a level-seventy-six Soul Saint!
His strength and defense were both astonishing.
"Teacher Zhao is really powerful. How should we fight him?" Xiao Wu asked.
Facing a level-seventy-six Soul Saint was certainly a lot of pressure.
What was Zhao Wuji's weakness?
"We do need to be careful. Teacher Zhao is known as the Immovable Wisdom King. His defense and strength are both top-tier."
"Let's introduce ourselves first—our levels and Martial Souls—so we can figure out how to respond."
Lin Ye spoke with authority, making arrangements as if he were the team leader.
"Xiao Wu, level forty-two. Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit."
"Ning Rongrong, level twenty-six. Martial Soul: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Zhu Zhuqing, level twenty-seven. Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat."
"Lin Ye, level sixty-five. Martial Soul: Nine-Leaf Sword Grass."
"Now that we know the basics, Xiao Wu will attack head-on, Zhu Zhuqing will harass him from the side, and I'll support you. Ning Rongrong, use your Martial Soul to boost us."
Lin Ye quickly laid out their battle plan.
He didn't follow the original strategy exactly.
Against an expert of this level, that sort of strategy would be hard to make work.
The reason it had worked before, of course, was the protagonist's halo.
In a real fight, Zhao Wuji only needed to unleash a single burst of Soul Power to block every attack.
And Tang San's Dragon Whisker Needles had been exaggerated far too much, too.
They weren't even truly high-tier Hidden Weapons, yet they could pierce a Soul Saint's defenses?
What a joke!
They were always going on about how they could specifically break protective barriers like astral qi shields and the like.
It was downright disgusting.
"Have you finished discussing?"
Zhao Wuji called out. He was already quite pleased with these four youngsters.
Anyone who'd made it to the final round without taking the earlier tests had already proven their talent.
They were all absolute Little Monsters.
This was just a formality, anyway.
Besides, he hadn't stretched his muscles in so long that he was starting to feel rusty.
"Teacher Zhao, we're ready."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Wu stood at the front of the group, Zhu Zhuqing took the right, and Lin Ye took the left.
Ning Rongrong stood at the back.
Xiao Wu and the others summoned their Martial Souls at once.
But when Xiao Wu's four Soul Rings appeared, Zhao Wuji was visibly taken aback.
A twelve-year-old child was a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?
That was a little terrifying.
And her Soul Ring Configuration seemed a bit off.
No—she was a monster!
Her First Soul Ring was actually a thousand-year Soul Ring!
The second was also a thousand-year Soul Ring, but judging by its color, it was infinitely close to ten thousand years!
Her third and fourth Soul Rings were both ten thousand years!
She was a true monster!
"Kid, where's your Martial Soul? Show it to me."
Zhao Wuji grinned. This year's Little Monsters were all exceptional, it seemed.
Lin Ye chuckled, barely able to wait.
He summoned his Nine-Leaf Sword Grass Martial Soul, and six Soul Rings appeared!
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