The Girl's Eyes Held Such Defiance, Such Sorrow-and a Lion

Xie Huanyue sat slumped on the ground. At the sight of the card Tang Qi held out, his ample flesh trembled with excitement. He hurriedly took it and tucked it away with great care.

He had heard plenty about the Freshman Assessment these past few days. Unless Tang Qi acknowledged their strength, opponents he defeated never received an invitation to join the Tang Sect.

In other words, that invitation was the strongest proof of a freshman's ability!

While everyone else was still fighting their assessment matches, Tang Qi's team had finished theirs early. And that wasn't even counting the opponents who had never made it onto the Assessment Platform.

So Tang Qi wandered over to watch the other assessment areas. Whenever he spotted someone with decent strength or an unusual Martial Soul, he casually handed them a card.

There was Zhou Sichen, whose Tome could summon the souls of beasts absorbed through Soul Rings, and Cao Jinxuan, whose rare time-attribute Martial Soul was the Time Fleeting Bell.

There were also Zhao Haoxuan with his food-type Chicken Drumstick Martial Soul, Cui Yalu with her spiritually beguiling Nine-Tailed Martial Soul... and others.

Whether they had unusual Martial Souls or outstanding strength, every one of them received Tang Qi's invitation.

They were all overwhelmed by the honor.

Tang Qi thought little of it. He was the Tang Sect Leader, after all. If he didn't recruit people to pitch in and do the work, how was he supposed to enjoy himself?

Xie Huanyue had once scorned this habit of "handing out cards on a whim." How could a tiny card from someone else measure true strength?!

But after Tang Qi hammered him into submission, he had fallen completely to the dark side.

Before, not getting a card had been a matter of envy. Now