"Congratulations, Brother Xiao!"
"Brother Xiao truly possesses great wisdom. We are far inferior!"
"Brother Xiao is immensely talented and should rightly become the Heavenly Emperor's disciple."
Seeing Xiao Yun successfully pass the trial, Beishan Tianxiong, Blazing Sun Bow, and Chu Yidao felt somewhat envious, but they still congratulated him from the bottom of their hearts.
Their strength was inferior, their talent was inferior, and even their wisdom and comprehension were inferior. They conceded their defeat wholeheartedly.
"You flatter me, you flatter me..." Xiao Yun cupped his hands with a humble look, then stepped forward and picked up a strand of hair left behind after the monk Qitian vanished.
Yet the moment this black hair fell into his palm, it turned into a golden strand. It looked less like human hair and more like the fur of some Demon Beast.
How strange!
Xiao Yun felt somewhat puzzled, but he put the strand of hair away first.
Glancing at the meditation cushion where the monk Qitian had been sitting, Xiao Yun's heart brimmed with curiosity. He had originally wanted to have a good talk with the monk Qitian and probe his identity, but who knew the monk would leave just like that.
According to the information Beishan Tianxiong and the others had gathered before, the monk Qitian had stayed here for hundreds of thousands of years. Could it be that all those years had merely been for the Heavenly Emperor's disciple-selection trial?
Or was this fellow truly one of the Heavenly Emperor's avatars?
"Brother Xiao—"
Beishan Tianxiong was about to speak when he abruptly stopped.
Hearing him, Xiao Yun turned around, and his pupils contracted at once.
He discovered that Beishan Tianxiong, Chu Yidao, Blazing Sun Bow, Ao Jiushijiu, and the others had all fallen into a state of stillness.
Beishan Tianxiong