My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty

Once thought to be a king, turned out to be bronze.

All eyes turned again to Chen Feng.

This time, it was not envy but pity.

It turned out he was just an aspirant with an empty heart and no talent, yet confident enough to last ten breaths.

Unfortunately, after ten breaths, his talent would reveal itself, exposing his true colors.

Learning the outcome, hope reignited in everyone's eyes.

Whether Chen Feng passed or not had nothing to do with them.

They just wanted to see the possibility of someone passing the selection.

Since someone could last ten breaths, they could too.

With Chen Feng's trashy constitution as the bottom line, they were confident they wouldn't fare worse.

"I originally thought he would be a worthy opponent, but it turns out he's just garbage."

Beside them, the Holy Son of the Underworld glanced at Chen Feng with a disdainful smirk.

Trash had no right to attention.

With a classic sneer from the Holy Son of the Underworld, all attention shifted away from Chen Feng, toward a girl not far away holding a red umbrella.

...

"Envoy, I believe there must have been some mistake in the ceremony just now. Could I have another try?"

"This time, I will definitely manifest my innate talent!"

Chen Feng made a final effort.

He felt he still had a chance.

It must have been because of the mysterious ring that his innate talent didn't manifest.

All the opportunities he had encountered along the way signified that he was destined for greatness. How could he possibly be a one-in-a-million trash constitution?! Continue your saga on My Virtual Library Empire

This time, he wanted to pass the selection based on his own strength.

He wanted to reclaim what was rightfully his!

However.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

The Demon Realm messenger did not give Chen Feng another chance.

"Next!"

The Demon Realm messenger pointed to a young human cultivator.

Directly ignored by the Demon Realm messenger.

After a while, Chen Feng clenched his fists secretly, gritting his teeth slowly.

Mocked and ridiculed, hm, no matter... as long as I'm still alive, find my own opportunities, there will eventually be a day when I come back to prove them wrong!

Just...

Chen Feng's gaze shifted away from the Demon Realm's sky-reaching pillar, wondering where his opportunity really lay.

Was it not in the Demon Realm? Could it be the Demon Realm?

The selection speed of the Demon Realm messenger was fast, even faster than the Underworld envoy's.

The pillar of light in the Demon Realm's ceremony mainly tested innate talents, while the one in the Underworld envoy's ceremony mainly tested soul power.

The strength of the soul, and the quality of talent, all became clear at a glance.

As for the pillar of light in the Demon Realm, it focused on comprehensive testing.

Talent, temperament, soul power, and even the pursuit of desires and emotions, were all within the scope of testing.

Demanding in every aspect, not requiring exceptionally high talent in any one aspect, was actually the first to have cultivators pass.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

"Jing Nation indeed has talented individuals! Little one, I have high hopes for you!"

Niu Laosan laughed heartily, landing a punch on a burly man.

With this punch, the burly man staggered back more than ten feet before barely steadying himself.

But there was not a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, only immense joy!

"Envoy, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

"That's natural! But your physique is still too weak, you need to eat more meat and exercise more!"

Weak physique?

Hearing the Demon Realm messenger's evaluation, the eyes of the cultivators in the field fell on the burly man, speechless.

The burly man was stronger than many Demon Clan cultivators, yet he was still considered weak.

Were the cultivators on the Demon Realm side all burly men who trained their bodies, transforming into humanoid tyrannosaurs after cultivation?

While everyone inwardly ridiculed, their eyes revealed immense envy.

To ascend to the Demon Realm was an incredibly lucky thing indeed!

"This doesn't seem to be my chance..."

Approaching the Demon Realm messenger, Chen Feng silently shook his head.

He felt out of place standing with the Demon Realm messenger, and the requirement to remove his shirt for testing was quite unbecoming.

Chen Feng chose to decline.

"Then it's only the Underworld left..."

Chen Feng continued toward the location of the Underworld envoy.

Not taking two steps, he saw a red umbrella and its owner.

It's her!

The little princess of Northern Ming!

Chen Feng felt both surprised and delighted.

That strange sense of familiarity surged in his heart again.

But remembering the scene where he was blown away by her master Gale Qi, Chen Feng decided to keep his distance for now.

His great opportunity had not been confirmed yet; he couldn't afford any distractions.

The selection by the Underworld envoy only required passing through the pillar of light, so it was very fast.

But speed didn't guarantee success.

The requirements of the Underworld envoy seemed very strict, and so far, no one had passed.

"Huh!"

At this moment, Luan Xiaoyao's ethereal figure passed through the ritual array.

The Underworld envoy, who had shown no emotional fluctuations, finally reacted.

Everyone turned their attention.

Luan Xiaoyao had quite a reputation, and many people in the field knew her.

However, because she had Thousand Souls Town Elder by her side, coupled with her notorious reputation, few dared to approach her.

Not everyone had Chen Feng's courage.

And those who did lacked his luck.

"Envoy, have I passed the selection?"@@novelbin@@

Seeing this, Luan Xiaoyao's eyes showed a hint of joy.

Ascending to the Underworld was her master's greatest expectation of her and the hope for the future of Thousand Souls Town.

Whether for herself or for her master, she had reasons to pass the selection.

And she was confident.

She was a Spiritual cultivator at the Imperial Stage, with the highest cultivation among the younger generation present and far surpassing cultivators of the same level in combat power.

Coupled with the treasured Soul-Reaping Umbrella, Luan Xiaoyao had the power to fight against even Saint Stage cultivators.

She was also ranked eleventh on the Hundred Flowers Arena's power list.

If someone with her talent couldn't pass the Underworld envoy's selection, then no one here could.

"Hehe!"

"Indeed, a rare talent in soul cultivation."

"Unfortunately, too eager for quick success and instant benefits, only thinking about enhancing combat power, but neglecting the purity of the soul, which is the most important aspect of soul cultivation in our Underworld... it doesn't fit..."

The gaze of the Underworld envoy fell on the Soul-Reaping Umbrella in Luan Xiaoyao's hand, shaking his head.

"An Immortal Stage peak spiritual treasure made from the Hundred Thousand Soul-Subduing Banner, one step away from becoming a Profound Heaven treasure."

"To cultivate such an item in the Lower Realm is not easy."

"But because the Soul-Reaping Umbrella is only an Immortal Stage treasure, not a Profound Heaven treasure, using it with your cultivation will inevitably backfire."

"Every use will contaminate your soul with lower-level Yin spirits."

"Advancing in cultivation over time is not a problem, but advancing further in the future will be extremely difficult."

"With your talent, you were originally qualified to pass the ascension selection."

"What a pity..."

With these words from the Underworld envoy, the crowd erupted into a commotion.

Luan Xiaoyao's face instantly turned pale.

Thousand Souls Town Elder's expression was also extremely ugly.

He didn't expect that teaching her the Soul-Reaping Umbrella earlier would inadvertently harm his most beloved disciple.

"No wonder Luan Xiaoyao has such an eccentric temperament, it turns out it's because the Soul-Reaping Umbrella has polluted her soul, causing her to have such a bad temper."

"Thousand Souls Town Elder is like lifting a stone only to drop it on his own foot!"

Not far away, the Holy Son of the Underworld laughed triumphantly.

With Luan Xiaoyao failing the selection, he had one less opponent.

And the envoy would definitely not return empty-handed.

By then, wouldn't he become the only candidate?