Chapter 203: Heart Demon (1/2)
”Elder Kun, you may now stop the formation and bring that trash bag out,” Elder Jing said in a cold tone.
Elder Kun nodded his head as he stopped the formation.
Afterward, he brought the disciple out and fed him an alchemy pill. ”As per Elder Jing's order, your qualifications are now revoked and you have failed the test.”
The disciple held an ashen face but didn't dare to protest the judgment from Elder Jing.
”Next batch,” Elder Jing then said.
The disciples held a solemn expression as they began heading inside the room and this time, the projection screen remained out for everyone to spectate.
Time slowly passed and many more disciples became qualified for the next test but none of them held a haughty or prideful expression.
”Elder Jing is indeed wise. The disciples are more humble and know their place now.” Elder Kun said as he ordered for the next batch.
”Sometimes, it's better to kick them down before they get ahead of themselves.” Elder Jing shrugged her shoulders as she sneaked a glance at Yang Wei.
”I love it when they are more humble and never boast about their achievement.”
Elder Kun showed a confused expression about Elder Jing's last comment.
However, he didn't dare to ask for clarification as the disciples that went inside the room had failed.
Sometime later, it was Yang Wei's turn to enter the room.
Yang Wei held a calm expression as he walked inside the room and before the door closed on him, he received a mental transmission from Elder Jing who wished him good luck.
Yang Wei smiled briefly as he sat down in a lotus position.
The room started illuminating and a formation circle was blinking brightly at them.
Yang Wei's vision soon blurred and before he noticed, he woke up at the scene where he was still a child.
”Isn't this the time that I offended the cultivator?” Yang Wei mumbled softly as he glanced around the surroundings.
Yang Wei's expression darkened when he recognized the cultivator's clothes slowly walking in front of him.
His hand slowly turned into a fist as Yang Wei wished for nothing more than to kill the bastard who ruined his life.
However, Yang Wei became shocked when the cultivator seemed to be staring at him, almost like he knew who he was exactly.
Yang Wei shuddered when their eyes met.
'H-How could his face look like him?' Yang Wei exclaimed inwardly as he held a gawking expression.
The cultivator's face was none other than the mysterious person that called himself Yang Kang.
”Are you surprised that it's me?” Yang Kang curled his lips upward as he stood in front of the child-version of Yang Wei.
Yang Wei swallowed nervously as he asked, ”H-How is this possible? Your face is different from that time.”