"Where was this?"
Wang Shu looked around in confusion. Transmigration was always so mysterious and unpredictable. Just moments ago, he had been in the deadly Space Turbulence, yet now he was in an entirely unfamiliar environment.
"Ding, Traffic Pack program is being randomly generated. Implant?"
"Yes."
Wang Shu agreed without the slightest hesitation. This was one of the fastest ways to gain strength.
"Ding, beginning implantation. Implanting... Implantation successful. Concept conversion." Task One: Faction Selection. The host must join a faction and obtain an identity as quickly as possible. Time limit: one day. Upon completion, receive one random Traffic Pack.
"An identity?" Wang Shu muttered. As the scene shifted, he had already arrived outside.
The people around him were mostly children about his age, though there were also some slightly older ones. Every face was filled with excitement and agitation.
He stood in a vast plaza paved with gray marble tiles. White dragon-carved pillars stood at each of its four corners, arranged in neat rows, yet exuding a rigid, imposing solemnity.
A pleasant melody drifted down from the air for no apparent reason, like an ancient ritual hymn.
Yet it also resembled flowing water and lofty mountains, refreshing the heart and clearing the mind.
Listening to the music, it was as though everyone's minds had been drawn back to the ancient era of the Investiture of the Gods.
At the end of the plaza, several unfathomable figures slowly emerged onto the highest platform, a symbol of power and status.
The leader wore a black robe and a pitch-black mask, radiating an extraordinarily mysterious aura.
At his side stood a little girl of around ten.
The girl had exquisite features, and mischief occasionally flickered within her large, bright eyes.
She wore a golden gown and transparent crystal boots on her small, snow-white feet.
She looked exactly like a little princess. At the end of her gown's sleeves was embroidered the image of a Three-legged Golden Crow.
Following behind was a tall woman dressed in a thin pale-pink gown.
Her face was covered by a veil, making it impossible to see her true appearance or age.
Though they were far apart, Wang Shu's eyesight was hardly comparable to that of an ordinary person.
These people's attire gave him a very familiar feeling.
Especially the black-robed man at the front—his mysterious temperament was utterly unique.
"Eastern Emperor, why have you personally come out for this selection of Five Spirits Mysterious Union disciples?"
"The last time you appeared was when you took in the Eastern Lord."
The woman in the pale-pink gown wore a respectful expression. Her voice was long and lingering, carrying an indescribable bewitching power.
At her question, the others all turned their gazes toward the Eastern Emperor she had mentioned.
"Yue Shen. Taiji Mysterious One, yin and yang energies. Observing the changes of heaven, earth, and stars, I have glimpsed a trace of the future. In this generation, two Eastern Lords will emerge from our Yin Yang School," the Eastern Emperor said.
"Two Eastern Lords?" Yue Shen revealed a shocked expression.
"Oh?"
The little girl in the golden gown's expression shifted slightly. She was the Eastern Lord of this generation of the Yin Yang School.
"How could that be? Eastern Emperor, throughout the generations, the Yin Yang School has only ever had one Eastern Lord at a time," Yue Shen said.
She had originally been the strongest candidate for the Eastern Lord position in this generation.
But this girl, Yan Fei, had appeared out of nowhere and turned all her efforts to dust.
"A lone yin cannot give birth, and an isolated yang cannot grow. Though yin and yang oppose one another, they can also converge and strengthen each other," the Eastern Emperor said.
"Eastern Emperor, could the remaining Eastern Lord be among the children below?"
A middle-aged man who looked rather old asked. He wore a white robe, but his face was sinister, the very image of a villain.
"Until the selection ends, even I do not know who it is. So let us watch and see the talent of this other Eastern Lord.
"Yue Shen, you will preside over this examination."
After saying that, Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood with his hands behind his back and spoke no further. The others did the same.
Yue Shen's expression was solemn and sacred as she stepped gracefully and nobly to the front.
Her gaze swept across the plaza below. There were boys and girls of every kind, a mixed and uneven lot.
As for the Eastern Lord, she could not tell who it was either.
"The Yin Yang School's Five Spirits Mysterious Union selection officially begins. Of you one hundred and forty-nine, the final nine still standing will be victorious and proceed to the next examination."
Yue Shen's voice entered the minds of everyone present, displaying the depth of her inner power and her exquisite control over it.
"Yin Yang School, Five Spirits Mysterious Union, examination?"
Wang Shu caught those key words. Had he transmigrated into Xuanji Niangniang's world?
After a brief silence, even heartbeats could be heard clearly. Every youth present wore an excited expression.
No one knew who started it, but a scream suddenly rang out. Many people attacked those around them in unspoken agreement.
Was this raising venomous insects? Wang Shu thought.
The chaos had begun. More than a hundred people started attacking one another!
Some attacked in an organized manner, clearly having practiced martial arts.
A powerful gust of wind came from beside him, carrying a malicious attack!
Wang Shu reacted swiftly as a young man charged at him!
Unfortunately, that young man's attack was disorganized. His strength was third-rate, and he was full of openings!
Wang Shu simply raised a foot and kicked, sending the man flying!
Honestly, Wang Shu had only intended to knock him back!
But he had not expected the fellow's body to be so frail. He was kicked away like a sandbag.
Along the way, the human sandbag knocked several more people to the ground, and screams rang out without end!
More than a hundred people was not exactly a large number, but the commotion was still quite considerable. They stared at the scene before them in disbelief!
Driven by human instinct, they all tacitly began isolating Wang Shu and attacked him together.
Wang Shu did not care about this at all. The strong had always walked alone, climbing high towers alone, lonely and empty.
Only the weak huddled together for warmth. Besides, he did not take this group seriously at all!
"Su Yun, that man is an expert!"
At the back of the crowd, two young men in splendid clothes stood together and spoke in low voices. It was a strange sight—such harmony amid this chaotic scene.
"Unfortunately, enough ants can still bite an elephant to death," Su Yun said with a smile.
"Heh. Come at me together!"
Wang Shu crooked a finger, contempt written across his face.
"Get him!"
No one knew who shouted first, but over a hundred people surged forward and surrounded Wang Shu.
Boom!
Wang Shu threw a punch. Invisible force burst outward, directly blasting away those closest to him!
After practicing Lieyang Gymnastics for some time, his body had been strengthened as Dark Energy stimulated the vitality of his cells.
Whether it was his physique, strength, or speed, all of them surpassed those of ordinary people by several times!
Otherwise, he could not have exchanged blows with Left-Wing Yan time and again.
The scene was utterly spectacular, almost exactly like something from a kung fu movie!
Wang Shu swung both fists, his moves fierce and ruthless. Every enemy who attacked him was punched and kicked high into the air, then sent into free fall!
In less than a moment, all hundred-plus people were lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs and twitching.
Only a sparse dozen or so remained standing in the plaza. Wang Shu's breathing was somewhat unsteady, but his aura soared into the sky as he declared domineeringly:
"Who else!"
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