Wu Hao felt that his life had fallen into complete darkness. He was utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the Chaos Bell before him.
Three chimes!
It had only chimed three fucking times?
Damn it, I'm a direct descendant of the Human King Clan, a peerless powerhouse at the seventh level of the Quasi-Emperor realm. How could I possibly have so little talent?
There was something shady going on—there had to be!
"Three chimes qualify you as an outer sect disciple of our Chaos Holy Land!" On the high platform, Elder Jieyin was not particularly surprised. He merely glanced at Wu Hao and gave him a disdainful look.
Idiot. You still dared to get distracted and talk during the test. Serves you right for only getting three chimes...
That look from Elder Jieyin dealt Wu Hao ten thousand points of critical damage!
Damn it, this old bastard actually looked down on me.
I am a dignified...
Wu Hao clenched his fists so tightly that his teeth creaked. Rage surged through him, flames practically bursting from the top of his head.
"Second Brother, don't be too upset. Although the test result wasn't ideal, you've at least joined the Chaos Holy Land. With Big Brother looking after you from now on, I guarantee you won't lack cultivation resources. Reaching the Transcendent realm won't be a problem," Xiao Tianci said as he stepped forward, rubbed Wu Hao's head, and comforted him softly.
Wu Hao froze, then shoved Xiao Tianci away and roared, "Get lost! There's no way my talent is this low. There's something wrong with this test."
Having said that, Wu Hao shouted at Elder Jieyin, "I protest! There's something wrong with this test. Get a Saint from your Chaos Holy Land to test my bones. My talent surpasses a Supreme Body—I'm more