"Damn! I became a mortal too, and a sickly one at that!"
"That's way too unlucky, isn't it? What sickly person goes out to farm?"
"Oh? Then how did you solve it in the end, brother?"
"I heard the transformations in the virtual realm are random. Did you take the intermediate or advanced assessment? When I came out, an elder said there generally wouldn't be interpersonal relationships to consider."
"Hahaha, I took the advanced assessment. I was a young master there, with a ready-made flower garden at home. I planted flowers too, so I just scattered the seeds and that was it."
"Damn it!" The others beside them who had wanted to comfort that disciple heard about such favorable conditions, and their expressions changed beyond recognition.
"This assessment was definitely different from the previous ones. I wonder what's going on."
"There wasn't even any word beforehand. We'll know the results in three days."
"Hey, I wonder whether I can pass this time. There were several spirit plants on my test that I couldn't identify—they were way too obscure. That Withered Grass Tree or whatever it was, where did it come from?"
"Withered Grass Tree? Never heard of it."
"Never heard of it. I couldn't answer it either."
"..."
Lu Qing listened silently and discovered that every disciple's assessment experience had been different.
The Withered Grass Tree lived up to its name: a poisonous tree. There had been cases of it poisoning Foundation Establishment cultivators to death. It was also one of the rare spirit plants that could be used in alchemy, though few people normally dabbled in the poisonous pill path. It was more common among demonic cultivators.
Lu Qing glanced again at the disciple who had claimed to be sickly. He looked as pleased as spring breeze, clearly confident