"Unfortunately, Qun Liao held no high status in the Fire God Sect, so he couldn't obtain any core cultivation methods!"
Qun Liao was merely an Inner Disciple. The cultivation methods he had received could only be called mediocre, and he possessed few secret manuals. It would have been different if he were a Core Disciple—he would surely have had quite a few precious arts.
"If I'd known there would be such an assessment, I should have killed that Zhao Ran and seized his cultivation methods back then!"
Though Zhao Ran was not much of a person, he was undeniably a Core Disciple. And judging by how arrogantly he strutted about, his master's status was likely not low either. If Nie Yun had killed him earlier, he certainly could have gotten his hands on quite a few good cultivation methods.
"Do you think that, at your current speed, it's utterly impossible for you to reach Tiger Hill Slope within the time it takes an incense stick to burn?"
Just as he was muttering to himself, Elder Hao Yuan's voice rang out again.
He seemed able to see Nie Yun's every move and knew that, at his current speed, completing the assessment was practically impossible.
Nie Yun did not answer him. It was not that he did not wish to speak, but rather that the power throughout his body was on the verge of boiling over, completely suppressing him until he could not utter a single word.
If he forced himself to speak now, his aura might become chaotic, causing him to vomit blood and suffer severe injuries.
Elder Hao Yuan, who was speaking, seemed to know his condition as well. Unbothered by his silence, he continued, "With those useless cultivation methods from the Fire God Sect—such worthless trash—if you could reach