Lu Qing was now also a disciple of the Spirit Plant Academy. When he saw the notice appear on the academy's green token, he calculated the timing and knew he would not miss the assessment.
When he had first entered the sect, the evaluation had been simple beyond simple—just a basic registration.
Now that this assessment had appeared, Lu Qing naturally would not let the opportunity slip by. After all, there was no examination fee.
Every day on Spirit Leaf Island, Lu Qing either cultivated or occasionally cast a Great Cloud Rain Technique.
Sometimes, he would expand its range to blanket the hundred li of sea surrounding Spirit Leaf Island.
Whoosh—whoosh. A torrential rain, its drops as large as beans, fell upon the deserted sea.
Yet beyond that area, the skies remained brilliantly clear, without a single dark cloud in sight.
Lu Qing had long since explored whether he had any neighbors nearby. Unlike mountain peaks standing side by side, here one had to fly a great distance before seeing another island.
That also made it convenient for Lu Qing to practice his techniques over the sea.
Apart from White Crane Boy, Senior Brother Qian, whom he had contacted before, would occasionally exchange a few messages with Lu Qing.
Senior Brother Qian was an old hand himself. Being able to serve as a responsible disciple in the registration hall, where people came and went, was no ordinary skill.
At the moment, he was in the hall, leisurely checking which cultivation caves and mountain ranges were vacant so that they could be opened up in time for disciples to choose from.
"Brother, is anyone living in Heaven Cloud Blessed Land?"
A voice rang out.
Senior Brother Qian's heart jolted. Why Heaven Cloud Blessed Land again?
Several incidents had occurred around that