Expelled from the Holy Land

"Brother Ling Xiao, that was incredible! You've really brought glory to us this time!"

Ling Xiao proudly raised his chin, but his gaze involuntarily searched for Gu Sheng.

When he saw Gu Sheng still standing where he was, without the slightest hint of joy on his face, unease suddenly rose in his heart.

Gu Sheng gazed from afar at Ling Xiao, who had become the center of attention, his brows tightly furrowed.

Things had completely strayed from the plan—Ling Xiao had not only failed to control his time as agreed, but had also thoroughly offended the Qinghe Holy Land disciples.

"Looks like trouble is coming."

Gu Sheng muttered softly, his gaze sweeping across the plaza.

He noticed Mo Qianjun, the young man in purple robes, narrowing his eyes as he scrutinized Ling Xiao. Several Holy Land disciples had gathered together and were whispering among themselves, occasionally shooting cold looks their way.

Just as undercurrents began to stir, the black-robed elder's voice rang out again.

"Next, Liang Yu."

The elder in charge announced.

A thin youth stepped out from the crowd and walked toward the formation.

Liang Yu's assessment began. Though his speed was far inferior to Ling Xiao's, he was still fairly smooth.

After the time it took to burn an incense stick, Liang Yu successfully passed the assessment, and his name appeared in fourth place on the rankings.

"Fourth place!"

Liang Yu stood on the advancement platform and proudly swept his gaze over the crowd.

Gu Sheng's heart sank slightly.

Liang Yu's talent was indeed impressive. Achieving such a result in his first assessment was no small feat.

"Next, Gu Sheng!"

Hearing his name, Gu Sheng straightened his robes and strode toward the entrance of the formation.

He could feel all kinds of gazes directed at him from behind—some