C6 (1/2)

With that, the elder raised his right hand. His palm emitted a gentle white light as he pressed it on Han Yan's head.

A moment later, Han Yan's body also emitted a faint white light. The meridians in her body were connected together at an unimaginable speed, until they were restored to their original state.

After finishing all this, the elder's face paled slightly as he said in a low voice, ”I've done what I needed to do. From now on, it will depend on your good fortune.”

He spoke as if he was talking to Han Yan, but he also talked as if he was talking to himself.

Thus, after another three days, Han Yan finally woke up. Just as she woke up, another youth in white clothes walked in and asked, ”You're awake?”

Han Yan looked at the white clothed youth, then looked at the room and asked, ”Where is this?”

The youth in white smiled: ”You are lucky. Seeing your perseverance, Martial Uncle made an exception and asked us to take you to participate.”

Han Yan was surprised and asked, ”Why is there another assessment?”

The white-clothed youth smiled and said, ”You'll know once we get there.”

Han Yan thanked him gratefully, ”Thank you uncle.”

It was as if this was the first time the youth had heard someone call him that. He laughed bitterly and asked, ”Am I that old?”

The other person was only in his twenties, and calling him uncle was not an exaggeration. Han Yan did not know what to call him, and awkwardly smiled.

The young man in white said, ”Just call me by my name. My name is Wang Feng.”

Wang Feng brought Han Yan to the courtyard where the dozens of children were. When they saw Han Yan, they were all stunned.

Zhang Yuan didn't even look at Han Yan as he said indifferently, ”I'll bring you guys to the sect right now. Whether you can become an official disciple or not, you still have to perform well next.”

With that, he waved his long sleeves and sent dozens of disciples into the sky. Then, he said to Han Yan and Wang Feng on the ground, ”Junior Martial Brother Wang, I'll take them away first. I'll leave that kid to you!”

Wang Feng shook his head and laughed bitterly. He grabbed Han Yan and said, ”Let's go.”

Han Yan only felt herself being grabbed by a huge force as her body left the ground, followed by the sound of wind. He subconsciously opened his eyes and the wind blew. His eyes were filled with pain, but she endured the pain and looked around. She saw Wang Feng standing on a sword and flying quickly in the air. Looking at the ground, the house had already become the size of a palm and was constantly falling back.

”If you don't want your eyes to go blind, then close them.” Wang Feng looked at Han Yan and reminded him.

When Han Yan heard this, she obediently closed her eyes and felt the feeling of flying to high school.

After an unknown period of time, her body suddenly dropped down and then landed on the ground. Han Yan opened his eyes and looked around. He was halfway up the mountain, and beneath her feet was a huge square where thousands of children were standing. When she looked outside the plaza again, she could see clouds and mist swirling around it. She could vaguely make out a mountain peak that seemed to be faintly discernible. It really felt like a holy land belonging to immortals.

This kind of situation had only appeared in the mouth of the storyteller. Now that he had actually seen it, everyone was extremely excited, thinking that they could cultivate, have powerful immortal techniques, and live forever in the future. All of them became excited.