Seeing the eager looks in his disciples' eyes, Ye Lin's lips curled up. Perhaps, the time required to refine his clone could be shortened indefinitely.
"Fellow disciples, what I hold in my hand is indeed the Wutong Brew."
Ye Lin appeared very humble, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed to the disciples around him.
However, upon seeing Ye Lin's reaction, the surrounding disciples' expressions changed drastically, and they all clasped their fists in greeting to Ye Lin.
Ye Lin had just displayed his great power, and they knew they were no match for Ye Lin, so they dared not accept Ye Lin bow.
Seeing the disciples around him acting this way, Ye Lin chuckled inwardly; they'd fallen into his trap.
"Junior brother, there's no need for that. You're making us feel too good for ourselves."
At this moment, one of the young men said that he had been a disciple of Ye Lin for longer and could be considered a senior disciple.
"Junior brother, we are all extremely thirsty. Would you be so kind as to share some of your Wutong Brew with us?"
"Of course, we won't take it for nothing. How about we each give a Yellow Grade Low Tier treasure in exchange for a cup of Wutong Brew?"
"I agree, junior brother, what do you say? This way, you won't lose out."
Seeing the disciples around him acting this way, Ye Lin sneered inwardly.
Their scheme is really clever; one Yellow Grade Low Tier treasure per person—are they trying to fob off beggars?
Yellow Grade Low Tier treasures, whether weapons or absorbable treasures of heaven and earth, are dispensable to Golden Core cultivators.
"Fellow senior brothers, this Wutong Brew was something I exchanged with Senior Sister Meng for a Earth Grade Low Tier treasure. If each of you contributes this little bit, I'm afraid..."
Ye Lin fell silent halfway through his sentence.
The implication is that Yellow Grade Low Tier treasures are not enough.
"Junior brother, how about this, name your price, and we'll consider it."
Seeing Ye Lin like this, the surrounding disciples were all helpless.
They are currently undergoing an assessment, which lasts only three days. Who knows what challenges lie ahead, so time is extremely precious, and they are not going to waste it here.
They wouldn't be in this situation if they weren't so incredibly thirsty.
"Senior brother, I'll offer a Mysterious Grade Middle Tier treasure, a Mystic-Grade Mid-Tier Spirit Fruit, the Thunder-Dash Fruit. I'll only exchange it for this small cup of Wutong Brew, how about that?"
At this moment, Li Xiaoyao slowly stepped out from the crowd and spoke loudly.
As more and more people gathered, the disciples who had been walking ahead turned back one after another, wanting to see what had happened.
Hearing Li Xiaoyao's words, Ye Lin's eyes lit up. What a kind person! This is like sending charcoal in snowy weather.
Upon hearing this, the other disciples glared angrily at Li Xiaoyao.
You say Li Xiaoyao isn't a shill, but they don't believe you.
"Alright, junior brother is so generous, I'll pour you a cup right away."
Ye Lin took the Thunder-Dash Fruit from Li Xiaoyao's hand and put it into his Spatial Ring. Then he took out the Wutong Brew and filled the small cup in Li Xiaoyao's hand.
The pale blue liquid looked extremely beautiful.
As a result, the aroma of wine wafted around.
This was a fatal temptation for the disciples who were desperately thirsty.
The disciples around him secretly swallowed hard as they looked at the small cup of Wutong Brew in Li Xiaoyao's hand.
The longer the time dragged on, the thirstier they became, and the more severe the loss of water in their bodies.
"Thank you, Senior Brother."
Li Xiaoyao slowly walked forward, holding the small cup in his hand.
Looking at the wine in Li Xiaoyao's small cup and then at the small gourd in Ye Lin's hand, the surrounding disciples could no longer hold back.
"I'll offer a Mysterious Grade Middle Tier treasure, junior brother, give me a cup."
"Me too."
"Me too."
Seeing the disciples around him bidding, Ye Lin's lips curled up. These days, there are still many rich people.
In a short while, Ye Lin's small gourd was empty, but looking at the treasures he had just exchanged in his Spatial Ring, he was secretly delighted.
These treasures brought him one step closer to forging his clone.
"Junior brother, is that all?"
The disciples who hadn't managed to grab one yet frowned and looked at Ye Lin, asking a question.
"Fellow disciples, that's all. That's all we have."
After Ye Lin finished speaking, everyone sighed, then turned around and, carrying their weary bodies, began to traverse through the yellow sand.
Ye Lin then put away the gourd in his hand and began to travel at full speed forward.
Despite being utterly exhausted, his sheer willpower kept him moving forward.
During this time, Ye Lin had completely lost contact with the other disciples and could not find them at all.
Every now and then, a Kuang Feng would blow, carrying with it a Kuang Feng full of yellow sand, so strong that people couldn't even open their eyes.
I don't know how long I walked, or how far I went. Even with my incredible willpower, I was starting to feel the strain.
Just then, a light appeared before Ye Lin's eyes. Ahead lay a vast oasis, lush and green, a sight that was exhilarating at first glance.
"Is this test almost over?"
Looking at the oasis before him, Ye Lin slowly walked forward.
As for whether it was a mirage, although his cultivation was sealed, his eyes were not.
At first glance, it was a true oasis.
As soon as Ye Lin stepped onto the oasis, a gentle breeze swept across its surface, and his spiritual energy surged wildly.
The fatigue he felt earlier vanished, and Ye Lin was now full of energy.
"My cultivation has returned; this stage of the assessment should be over."
"The trial at Nameless Mountain is indeed not as simple as it seems on the surface. I wonder how much more lies ahead."
"If the Outer Sect assessment is this difficult, how terrifying must the Inner Sect assessment be, which can even stump Nascent Soul Realm stage cultivator?"
Just thinking about it is terrifying.
Without further hesitation, Ye Lin soared into the sky and swiftly swept away into the distance.
Around the oasis, similar figures could be seen, all rushing forward with all their might.
"Senior brother, wait for me, wait for me!"
At this moment, Li Xiaoyao waved to Ye Lin Ye Lin from behind.
Upon seeing Li Xiaoyao, Ye Lin, though puzzled, stopped and looked at Li Xiaoyao behind him.
He wanted to see what this kid was up to.
"Senior brother, I've already inquired. Only five people will ultimately pass this assessment."
"Upon reaching the final destination, a massive melee ensues, until only five remain—and these five are the true Outer Sect disciples of Nameless Mountain."
"So, how about we join forces then?"
How did you find out about the assessment content?
Looking at Li Xiaoyao in front of him, Ye Lin frowned and asked.
The content of the assessment at Nameless Mountain is different each time, and it is not easily revealed.
Otherwise, if you know the assessment content, what's the point of the assessment?
It's like an exam; if you know the questions, it's better not to take the exam at all.
"This is what my master told me, what do you say, senior brother? If we join forces, I guarantee that both of us will be among the final five."
"The only threat now is Zhao Liu, but Zhao Liu is no match for you, Senior Brother."
"There are still three people left. They are all very low-key. According to my secret investigation, these three are no weaker than Zhao Liu. Even I am not completely confident."
Upon hearing Li Xiaoyao's words, Ye Lin pondered to himself.
He didn't know Li Xiaoyao's combat strength, but with such a high Fate Rank, his combat strength was definitely comparable to Zhao Liu's.
If he were to fight with all his might, he could at most suppress Zhao Liu, but he was not confident that he could one-sidedly slaughter him.
The three mysterious people Li Xiaoyao mentioned were no weaker than Zhao Liu.
This made him somewhat expectant.