Wang Yu was startled by what he heard. He immediately rose and left the secluded chamber, heading straight out of his cave abode.
A moment later, the thick doors of the cave abode slowly opened, and Wang Yu stepped outside. He immediately spotted three people standing beside the pond.
One was Uncle Li. The other two were a fair-faced scholar in scholarly robes and a man wearing a tall crown who looked about thirty-five or thirty-six.
The fair-faced scholar was chatting with Uncle Li with a smile, while the tall-crowned man remained silent, his face cold and stern.
Seeing Wang Yu emerge from his cave abode, the fair-faced scholar stopped talking and turned toward him with a smile.
"Are you Martial Nephew Wang?" the scholar asked with a smile.
"I am indeed Wang Yu. My respects to you, martial uncles." Wang Yu bowed to the three men.
"I'll dispense with the pleasantries. Junior Brother Yun and I have been ordered to assess your application to become a True Disciple. As long as you pass the assessment, you will be granted True Disciple status within the sect.
"Are you ready to undergo the assessment?" The fair-faced scholar wasted no time stating the purpose of their visit, while the tall-crowned man beside him coldly looked Wang Yu up and down.
"Since I submitted the application, I am naturally ready to undergo the assessment at any time. But may I ask what it entails?" Wang Yu replied without hesitation.
"It's quite simple. The main reason the council of elders and the sect master accepted your application was that you displayed astonishing strength in the Jialan Secret Realm, killing several True Disciples of the Demonic Path and rendering a great service to the sect.
"So, to become a True Disciple, you must truly possess