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The reason he gave such harsh punishments was because he wanted everyone to shut their mouths. If you can do it, then do it.

At the same time, he also wanted to test Mo Beichen and see if he could really shoulder this heavy responsibility. If he really could do it, then Han Beiwang would no longer have any doubts and would spare no effort to support Mo Beichen, and make him an irreplaceable character in the Cold Martial Sect in the shortest amount of time.

If Mo Beichen could not do it, then it was a pity, everything he promised would become invalid.

At this critical moment, if one did not have any real ability, making a promise would not be a good choice for Han Beiwang. If Mo Beichen was really someone who only knew how to talk big, he could only give up and think of another way to get out of this crisis.

He knew that this reward wouldn't be easy to obtain, or he might even lose everything. It wouldn't even be worth it if he lost, so he made the rest of the people give up, no longer aiming at Mo Beichen.

Mo Beichen's eyes revealed a strange light, he never thought that the Sect Leader would have such boldness.

Could it be that he was betting everything on me?

No matter what intentions he had, it would not affect Mo Beichen in the slightest. With the anti-virus system in his body, it was not a difficult task for him to achieve such a difficult task for others.

"Chief Mo, you know all about the rewards and punishments, if you choose to quit now, there's still time." If you agree and you can't do it, you have to be prepared to bear the consequences. "

The Sect Leader's eyes lit up, waiting for Mo Beichen to make his final decision.

"It's still the same line. Everything is up to me. That Spirit Level Martial Skill, I'm taking it! "

His entire body emitted an inexhaustible confidence, but Mo Beichen did not reveal any sign of cowardice, nor did he hesitate.

"Very good. Pass down the order and delay the time to change it to three days later." My Cold Martial Sect can compete with yours! " Han Beiwang was full of energy, his eyes filled with fighting spirit.

"I hope that you can bring me another surprise …"

His heart was filled with anticipation for Mo Beichen, and under the Sect Leader's orders, everyone started to move, preparing for the secret battle that was about to occur.

He knew that even if they had unparalleled advantages, the other factions would definitely not sit idly by. They would very likely secretly obstruct them, and at that time, they might even clash with them.

As a result, Mo Beichen did not stay idle, and seized the limited time of three days to diligently cultivate. He wanted to maximize his power in this short period of time.

Su Qingyu and Yang Li did not slack off either. With Mo Beichen's pills, they were extremely excited, and had never been so enthusiastic about cultivation.

Yang Li who did not have any bloodline power, although his cultivation speed was very fast compared to others, but in front of Su Qingyu, he was still lacking a lot.

With Mo Beichen's guidance, coupled with Yang Li's training, her strength increased day by day, and she gained a lot each day. If this speed continued, it wouldn't be long before he could catch up to Yang Li's footsteps.

Su Qingyu's unintentional improvement was astonishing, causing Yang Li to be speechless. He never expected that outside of Mo Beichen, the freak, Su Qingyu would also not be someone to be looked down upon, and suddenly burst forth with such astonishing potential, which was truly unfathomable.

Time passed in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

The citizens, who had already received the news, were extremely excited about the arrival of this day. He never thought that other than Cold Martial Sect, there would actually be several other stronger sects to choose from.

To them, this was undoubtedly a heavenly great news.

For some reason, the sect, which was supposed to take in disciples only a few years ago, would choose to accept a large number of disciples today, causing those who did not know the truth to feel as if they had struck a jackpot.

Many people who were thousands of miles away paid a huge price to send their children over as fast as possible in hopes of joining a good sect.

In the few areas where Lihuo City were the most prominent and also where it was the most flourishing, Nine Stars Valley, Perishing Sun Palace, and Dragon Tiger Sect s, they respectively set up their respective grounds, and were used to receive and test the disciples who came to register.

Including Cold Martial Sect, other than the four strongest sects, there were still other forces with weaker strengths that immediately took action upon hearing the news, rushing over to join in on the fun.

He knew that he couldn't win against the four great crocodiles that were ranked in the top ten, so they could only hope to follow behind and drink some soup. Perhaps to him, some disciples that they looked down upon would become the backbone of the sect in the future.

At that moment, the Lihuo City was filled with people, and people were everywhere. Whether it was the streets or the inns, the restaurants or the taverns, they were all overcrowded. Such a grand occasion was rarely seen in years.

Compared to the other three families' bustling and lively situation, the area around Cold Martial Sect was much quieter.

Cold Martial Sect could only be ranked tenth in terms of Lihuo City, but in comparison, their attractiveness would naturally drop greatly. They were not people's first choice at all. It was unknown whether that situation would improve over time.

If even the Cold Martial Sect was like that, then those small and middle-sized forces that wanted to get a share of the spoils would be in an even worse situation.

The people who came this time to recruit people were basically the elders and leaders of the various sects. As for those at the Sect Leader's level, unless they met an extremely rare genius, they would not easily show their faces.

Other than Mo Beichen, two more people came to Cold Martial Sect, and they were respectively the vice seats of Floating Cloud Peak and Lunar Shadow Peak.

Combined with past experience, it was hard to find a satisfactory talent every time. A genius like Yang Yiyun, who was worth fighting over, would usually take more than ten years to meet. He would still have to be lucky enough not to be discovered by the sect and be snatched away early.

Even if it was a somewhat talented disciple like Yang Li, it would still take several years before he could produce one.

He felt that he wouldn't gain anything from this trip. In addition to the fact that there were a few enemies with malicious intents eyeing him from the side, Wei Changqing and Yu Jinghong felt that this trip was boring and didn't have the slightest bit of interest.

As for Mo Beichen?

In their eyes, this arrogant and ignorant kid was finally going to pay the price for his arrogance. The number of days he could stay in the Cold Martial Sect could already be counted on one hand.

For someone like him, whose cultivation was about to be abolished and then expelled, it wasn't worth their attention at all.

He knew that other than the palm, there was almost no one who thought highly of him. They were all waiting for the moment he lost all of his face and was swept out of the door.

Mo Beichen ignored the cold eyes of the two Vice Seat, and did not stay at the Cold Martial Sect's arena to wait for them. Instead, he looked like a disciple who had come to participate in the assessment as he walked around the place in high spirits.

In reality, this was the first time he had experienced something like this. He felt a sense of novelty and amusement in his heart.

Some people were happy while others were sad.

Some of the youths that passed the test and were confirmed to have the aptitude to practice martial arts were accepted as disciples by several large sects. This made them cry with joy and cheer endlessly.

As for the other ordinary and average talented youths, the ones that didn't meet the requirements left the crowd dejectedly and sorrowfully, feeling dejected.

However, within this group of people, there would be some youths who would come to the Cold Martial Sect to try their luck with their last hope.

After all, the weaker a sect was, the lower their requirements would be for the exam. Who knew?

Seeing this situation, Mo Beichen frowned, feeling that it was not very pleasant.