The Wind God Sea Pavilion regularly recruits new disciples. According to the requirements here, anyone under a hundred years old and passing the assessment can become a disciple of the Wind God Sea Pavilion.
And there is no cultivation limit. In other words, even if your cultivation is only at the Divine Fire Realm, as long as you pass the assessment, you can still pass.
At the Wind God Sea Pavilion, at every stage of cultivation, there is a dedicated mentor who teaches magical arts and divine abilities. This perfectly confirms Long Chen's earlier words: this leaves a path for those who achieve great success late in life.
The assessment site was on an outer island, where people came and went in a steady stream. The queue wasn't long, but not short either.
Tang Wan'er changed into casual clothes, linked arms with Long Chen, and lined up with him. Facing the long line, Tang Wan'er wasn't anxious at all. As long as Long Chen was there, even queuing up was a wonderful thing.
As it was about to Long Chen's turn, Tang Wan'er let go of him and stood aside waiting. The Fengshen Sea Pavilion was extremely strict about the assessment, forbidding anyone from favoritism or corruption. If anyone dared to tamper with it, the punishment would be severe.
As a goddess, Tang Wan'er also had to follow the rules. Standing aside, Long Chen waited. Long Chen first received a form. He had never experienced this before, and no one had looked after him. He filled it out casually and handed it to the examiner.
The examiner was a stern-looking elderly man, clearly the kind of meticulous and unapproachable type. When he took Long Chen's form and looked at the text, he said:
"Long Chen, cultivation at Saint King Realm, specialty: slapping people, hobby: soothing his wife... What kind of mess is this? Later
, the examiner flew into a rage. The so-called special skills refer to abilities they excel at, usually referring to attributes like metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder.
Although the Wind God Sea Pavilion is for cultivators, most of whom are wind-attribute practitioners, they also recruit a small number of disciples of other attributes.
Hobbies usually refer to alchemy, artifact forging, talisman crafting, beast taming, spirit taming, and other abilities, while Long Chen's writing is a complete mess.
"But this really is my specialty and hobby." Long Chen had no idea about this. Seeing the old man lose his temper, he shrugged helplessly and said.
The old man looked up at Long Chen, his pupils contracting suddenly. Long Chen was also startled. The old man's gaze was sharp as a blade, his aura obscure. Only then did Long Chen realize that this was actually a Six-Meridian Human Emperor Realm expert.
A mere examiner who was actually a Six-Meridian Human Emperor—Long Chen hadn't expected this. From the old man's expression, Long Chen could tell that his strength was definitely extraordinary. He had sensed Long Chen's immense power.
The examiner saw Long Chen and then noticed Tang Wan'er in the distance. For a moment, he seemed to understand something, and the anger on his face gradually faded.
"Forget it, you don't know how to fill it out. Let me help you fill it out. What strengths are you good at?" The old man said.
"It should be considered physical strength!" Long Chen said.
"Besides combat, do you have any other abilities?" The old man asked.
"Does alchemy count?" Long Chen asked.
"You know how to refine pills?" The old man was slightly startled.
"I know a little," Long Chen nodded.
The old man nodded and casually drew a few lines on the table. Long Chen couldn't understand what he was drawing, so he handed the form to a disciple and said to Long Chen, "
Just follow him."
After thanking the old man, Long Chen followed the disciple out, crossing a small path where a strength testing area lay ahead.
This kind of test meant nothing to Long Chen. He casually picked up various stone rolls, and the disciple's eyes nearly popped out as they watched.
A stone mill enhanced by formations is heavier than a mountain, yet Long Chen could casually toss it. Long Chen knew that if he wanted to make a name for himself here, he couldn't just keep a low profile.
The disciple brought Long Chen to the assessment to test his physical strength, but even the strongest-level stone mill couldn't measure the limits of his strength.
In the end, they had to summon the test stone that had been sealed away for countless years. When Long Chen saw the test stone, he hesitated and said,
"You want me to punch it with full force?"
With a loud explosion, the several-meter-high test stone was shattered by Long Chen's punch. Seeing the scattered fragments on the ground, the disciple leading Long Chen was completely dumbfounded.
Long Chen saw that his trembling hands had written two words in the strength limit column on the form—unknown.
In the end, Long Chen took the form and successfully passed the test, because Wind God Sea Pavilion rarely had power-type experts, and his grades were so "excellent" that he was directly listed as an outer disciple.
"Hehe, I knew it. For you, it's too easy."
When Long Chen passed the assessment, Tang Wan'er came over, pulled him to the outer sect affairs office, and received the identity badge, disciple robes, and benefits for outer sect disciples.
When he saw the outer disciples' benefits—a blue robe, a long sword, and a box of pills—when he opened the box and saw the pills, Long Chen was dumbfounded:
"What is this? Is this thing meant for eating? "
What are you talking about?" The elder who had just distributed benefits to Long Chen glared angrily at him.
"Don't talk nonsense. Pills are extremely precious in the Tianyuan World. If these pills were outside, who knows how many people would fight fiercely over them." Tang Wan'er said.
"Is a top-grade pill without Xuan Pattern really that precious?" Long Chen could hardly believe it.
"Alright, I'll tell you about this later." Tang Wan'er was afraid Long Chen's next words would be too harsh, so she quickly pulled him away.
Through Tang Wan'er's account, pills in the Tianyuan World are even scarcer than outside, because there are very few people who can refine pills.
Pills have always been strictly controlled by the Brahma Pill Valley; their pills are only sold to the followers of Great Brahma and not to outsiders.
As a result, the major powers can only train their own alchemists. Due to inheritance issues, the alchemists trained by these factions are simply incomparable in strength to Brahma Heaven's Pill Valley.
Therefore, the pills refined by the alchemists at the Wind God Sea Pavilion are mostly ordinary high-grade pills. The high-grade pills with Xuan patterns that Long Chen mentioned are only available to disciples of the inner sect and above, and the quantity is limited, so they usually have to pay for them themselves.
"Is there also the Brahma Pill Valley here?" Long Chen was startled. If there were a Brahma Pill Valley here, the silver-haired Zankong would definitely chase after him to the Tianyuan World immediately.
"Of course we have. The Brahma Pill Valley is terrifyingly powerful; no one dares to provoke them. Our Wind God Sea Pavilion and their Brahma Pill Valley have always kept their own waters apart." Tang Wan'er said.
Tang Wan'er linked arms with Long Chen, walking as they went, when suddenly someone blocked her way.
Suddenly, a sharp, thin voice rang out: "Wan'er, is this the Long Chen you mentioned?" Reputation is not as good as meeting in person; meeting is nothing special! Nine
people blocked their way. Leading them was a fair-skinned, thin, and frail figure, exuding a feminine aura that made people uncomfortable.
Especially when his eyes stared at you, it felt like being watched by a venomous snake in the darkness—it made your scalp tingle.
Long Chen looked at his attire and knew without asking that he was a divine son. Seeing Tang Wan'er's angry expression, Long Chen knew this guy was definitely not a good deal.
"Wan'er, what does this sissy do?" Long Chen asked.
As soon as Long Chen said this, the eight people opposite him instantly gripped their weapons.