(For free.) When it was Ye Feng's turn, he looked at the liquid with a puzzled expression. Although he knew that Qinglong Academy would not do anything harmful to its students, Ye Feng had always been cautious, or rather, he had too many secrets and did not dare to easily trust others.

  But at this time, Rong could no longer afford to question Ye Feng, and in order to enter the Qinglong Academy, he had to drink this liquid.

  Not just Ye Feng was filled with a thread of doubt, most of the cultivators also hesitated for a moment before drinking the liquid.

  The liquid entrance feels great, it's full of spiritual energy and the taste is very good. After drinking, there's a lingering fragrance in the mouth and the entire space is filled with a fragrant atmosphere.

  Moreover, Ye Feng also discovered that as long as the liquid enters the mouth, regardless of whether you want to swallow it or not, the liquid will directly enter the body along the inner wall of the oral cavity, thus effectively ruling out the possibility of cheating.

  If there are still monks who want to swallow liquids and then look for opportunities to force them out of their bodies, that is absolutely impossible.

  It takes a hundred thousand monks half a day to drink liquids.

  Ye Feng felt the strong spiritual energy in the liquid, knowing that although it was not comparable to the ultimate spiritual medicine, it was still comparable to a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, so he immediately found a place to sit down and meditate.

  He wants to absorb all the spiritual energy of the elixir.

  And there are many monks who followed suit, such as Ye Feng.

  After sitting down, Ye Feng immediately entered a state of meditation, unlike others who need to adjust their breath and emotions before starting to meditate.

  In front of 100,000 monks, Ye Feng entered a state so quickly that everyone couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

  Ye Feng didn't notice that among the crowd, a gaze was fixed on him, and in that gaze, there seemed to be a hint of hostility.

  Even the examiner couldn't help but cast his gaze on Ye Feng, this young monk who looked like he was under twenty years old. Among a hundred thousand monks, he didn't stand out, but what made him different from other monks was that he could quickly absorb liquids and make them his own. Ye Feng was the first one to do so.

  At least two-thirds of the monks did not sit in meditation, apparently unaccustomed to such an environment and unable to get into a state.

  Looking at those cultivators sitting in meditation and absorbing spiritual energy, their eyes were filled with envy and jealousy.

  The difference in innate talent can be seen at a glance. Although everyone is a cultivator above the foundation building stage, the speed of cultivation will determine the ultimate achievement of a cultivator in the future. To become a strong practitioner who stands out among thousands, one must not lose in terms of speed first.

  The starting point of a powerful family's disciples is always higher than others. At the very least, any powerful family will go to great lengths to cultivate their own children if they show a certain amount of talent. Therefore, as long as one has a certain amount of natural ability, they will receive the favor of their sect and have more resources devoted to their cultivation and training than others.

  So it's no wonder that this time Qinglong Academy recruited students with more than 5,000 Golden Dan stage cultivators.

  These masters are the proud sons of heaven from various sects, and will all become pillars of their respective sects in the future. However, due to this recruitment by Qinglong Academy, many will fall.

  ……

  It was unclear how much time had passed when Ye Feng slowly came to, and he looked around in all directions. The examiner had already left, having departed after the qualification examination.

  Ye Feng was surprised, could it be that this is the end, without seeing anyone being swept out due to age issues.

  If it's said that none of the 100,000 cultivators cheated on their age, Ye Feng absolutely wouldn't believe it.

  It wasn't until Ye Feng entered a meditative state that the age-cheating cultivator revealed himself. It had to be said that Qinglong Academy's methods were indeed ingenious, as an unassuming liquid held boundless wonders; if a cultivator under twenty-five consumed it, their body and cultivation would reap immense benefits.

  Just like Ye Feng, he felt that his cultivation had not made substantial progress, but he felt the spiritual energy becoming more refined.

  Those monks who failed to enter a state of meditation also benefited greatly, and the whole person looked even more radiant.

  Those monks over twenty-five years old were out of luck. After the liquid medicine took effect in their bodies, they immediately felt a sharp pain coming from their lower abdomen, starting with a needle-pricking sensation that soon turned into even more intense agony, as if a large hammer was pounding fiercely.

  Any cultivator who has had this feeling immediately understands that the medicinal effect of the liquid has taken hold, and no one dares to underestimate the sensation of being struck in the dantian, immediately mobilizing the spiritual energy within their body to counteract it.

  It's better not to resist, as long as you gather your spirit to fight against the pain, it will only accelerate the degree of pain.

  "Ah!" As the first monk let out a painful scream, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, and then the same thing happened again, followed by over a thousand monks experiencing the same phenomenon.

  In a state of panic, the injured monk hastily sought help from the chief examiner, but by then the chief examiner had already left. The chief examiner deeply understood the wonderful use of the liquid and knew that no one could resist it, so there was no need to stay here any longer.

  Before long, the over a thousand cultivators all fell to the ground, completely unconscious. When they woke up later, they found that their cultivation had completely disappeared and they had become ordinary people, just as if they had never cultivated before.

  The masters were all stunned. This liquid was indeed overbearing, and it could actually directly identify the age of the masters. Moreover, it would abolish the cultivation of any master who exceeded twenty-five years old.

  Everyone has heard that Qinglong Academy possesses all kinds of magical powers, but they didn't expect a mouthful of unremarkable liquid to have such power.

  Those who passed smoothly were fortunate for themselves, while those who failed and had their cultivation abolished were as pale as death, with a face full of despair and helplessness.

  It's not anyone else's fault for such a result, it's all because the ghost has confused my mind, thinking of such a method, and I will be punished by Qinglong Academy's thunderous means.

  For these abandoned monks, Ye Feng had no sympathy at all, and even thought that this was the punishment they deserved.

  Every world needs order. If everyone achieves their goals through some small cleverness, what about those ascetics who cultivate painstakingly?

  As the monks who were meditating gradually woke up, the atmosphere on the field also became much more lively. There were also familiar monks chatting with each other, waiting for the real test to begin.

  It seems that the masters should wake up, and the chief examiner who appeared earlier came to the scene again.

  Unlike last time, this time there were many more monks following behind him, each holding a jade plaque in their hands. Ye Feng clearly felt that the cultivation of these monks was at least at the peak of the Golden Elixir stage. The sudden appearance of hundreds of Golden Elixir stage cultivators shocked even Ye Feng, who was used to seeing big scenes.

  It's really too surprising, knowing that Qinglong Academy's strength is extraordinary, but still underestimated Qinglong Academy.

  The examiner came to the front of the crowd, "Next is the formal assessment. This time, there are 1,043,989 cultivators participating in the assessment. After deducting 2,493 people who failed the cultivation and age assessment, there are still 1,018,967 people left."

  The examiner counted the number of people, and Ye Feng couldn't help but take a cold breath. One million people were competing for 20,000 places, the competition was so fierce that it was even lower than when he took the college entrance exam.

  Everyone listened carefully and looked at the final assessment questions. How can we stand out from the crowd?

  "The next assessment was simple, that is, to divide into two thousand small groups, each group selects a monk, becomes the candidate for this recruitment, and the rest are considered to be eliminated."

  As soon as the examiner's words came out, they sparked a wave of discussion. Such rules are too simple and rough. Isn't this just about seeing who has the highest cultivation, and whoever does will stand out in the group? Those with low cultivation can only become stepping stones for others.

  Ye Feng calculated that each group would have fifty to fifty-one cultivators. To successfully enter the Azure Dragon Academy, one would need to send all the other fifty cultivators in their group back home.

  "The rules for the selection are also very simple, each group freely negotiates and chooses who to enter Qinglong Academy, as for what method to use to convince others, that's your own business."

  The examiner's words are very clear. Which group will be the last to come out, you decide for yourself, and how to get out of the line, that depends on your personal skills.

  Such a rule is really worth savoring, seemingly competing for who has the highest cultivation, but in fact it's not. This isn't a one-on-one duel between two people, where whoever has higher cultivation will have an absolute advantage. It's a manifestation of a cultivator's overall quality.

  All the masters on site did not have absolute strength to face the challenge of fifty people. Therefore, in order to advance from the group stage, some means are still needed.

  Such rules are most unfavorable to Jindan cultivators. If several foundation-building cultivators join forces, they can also expel them from the group.

  Ye Feng still prefers this kind of rule, winning in chaos is his forte. Generally speaking, Ye Feng likes to make some small moves behind people's backs, and he believes that even in a chaotic battle, he will not be afraid of anyone.

  The examiner behind him simultaneously took out a symbol array, threw it into the air, and then formed a separate closed space on the ground. This was a very peculiar symbol array, inside which was a space similar to a trial field. The cultivator could enter and exit at will, but there was also a transparent protective cover that could completely shield the spiritual energy fluctuations generated by the fighting inside, without affecting the outside world in any way.

  The examiner starts reading out the names of the masters, and every fifty-one masters' names are called, a small group is formed.

  These fifty-one monks will immediately enter the formation and wait.

  Careful cultivators would discover that almost every group had two or three Golden Dan cultivators.

  There are approximately five thousand Golden Dan period cultivators, divided into two thousand small groups. On the scene, except for the chief examiner's voice, no one dared to make a sound, everyone was carefully listening and paying attention to their own name, while also worrying about which cultivators would be in the same group as them.

  "When the examiner called out: 'Ye Feng!'"

  The scene was in an uproar, and everyone turned to look at Ye Feng.

  "This is Ye Feng, the so-called madman!"

  "The Ye Feng who caused a stir throughout the nine provinces actually looks like this, and isn't even as handsome as me."

  "I've long heard of Ye Feng's reputation, I didn't expect him to also come and participate in the Qinglong Academy assessment, I wonder if this time Ye Feng will continue his miracle and break into the Qinglong Academy."

  "This time he's lucky. I've long wanted to meet this arrogant guy. If we were in the same group, I'd send him home with one move."

  There is a master who is very unfriendly to Ye Feng, and what he says is very unpleasant.

  Ye Feng did not expect his own name would cause such a huge stir.

  It wasn't until he walked into the formation of symbols that the murmurs outside gradually subsided.

  Quickly adjust your physical condition to its best state and be ready to start a big battle at any time.

  The current situation is clear. If you want to advance from the group stage, you must defeat all your opponents. Otherwise, how can others possibly agree to let you advance?

  When Ye Feng's group members were all present, he smiled. Unexpectedly, the monk who had just boasted that he would send himself home with one move was also assigned to his own group. What a coincidence!

  Ye Feng thought to himself, no need to say anything, I'll send you back home first.

  That monk looked at Ye Feng with a face full of discontent and disdain, as if he didn't even bother to look up to Ye Feng. However, he indeed had the capital to be proud, a Golden Core stage cultivator against an earlier Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, logically speaking, would easily dispatch his opponent.

  But Ye Feng is just an ordinary foundation period cultivator!