The Divine Nine-Dragon Cauldron

“You?” The Wang Clan Master was surprised. “Although you have great promise, Red Dust Dream demands a soul strength that…”

The one asking to be tested was naturally, Su Yu.

“I would like to give it a try,” Su Yu replied. His soul strength was indeed not as developed as a typical creature of Level Three Realm. He was just barely close enough to be at the Level Four Realm.

However, if he missed this opportunity, he would regret it!

This may have been his only chance to find Xia Jingyu!

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple frowned and said, “Su Yu, this is a critical opportunity for the Lost Nation and there is no time for fooling around! Please withdraw!”

The three red dust heart candidates behind him were similarly dissatisfied.

Amongst the candidates from the Holy Saint Temple, there was a man with broad shoulders and a rough-looking face. His name was Zeng Lin. He was the strongest candidate, second only to Zhao Tianyin, an impressive young man who had been cultivated by the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple himself.

He stared at Su Yu coldly, without bothering to conceal the doubt in his eyes, and said bluntly, “You’re from the God Realm, whilst this is a war that could determine the life or death of the Wizard Tribe. I think you really should stand aside!”

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple smiled and said, “People need to have some common sense. If we have to say it, it is no longer a wonderful thing.”

Although a lot of the others had not spoken their expressions made their opinion clear.

Their doubts about Su Yu could not be completely eliminated in one sentence by the Moonview Sect Leader.

They simply abandoned their questioning and swallowed it into their stomachs.

Xueying was provoked by what he had heard and sneered, “What a joke! Who provided the latest clues from Fan Capital three days ago? Who did you get the information from about the god’s army that appeared a fortnight ago? Didn’t those things get reported to you first, before you came here to talk about how to take on the enemy? Did you do it, Lord of the Holy Saint Temple? Or was it you, Zeng Lin? ”

He rubbished what they had said, leaving them glaring at him, but they could not say otherwise!

“It’s Su Yu!” Xueying’s handsome face could not hide the chill lurking beneath. “Is what he did for the Wizard Tribe not a fair exchange for your doubts?” he exclaimed.

“Without his timely notification, you would still be in the dark whilst Fan Capital was destroyed!”

His words shocked those who had prejudices against Su Yu. Indeed, the information in the early days of the war was passed on by Su Yu and he truly deserved to get the credit.

“There is nothing worse than a cold heart! If my Wizard tribe are all such ungrateful creatures, then such a race should be extinct. It would not worth me sacrificing everything to protect them because I cannot predict what kind of words they use to defame or question me later.”

His words made many of the people present hide their expressions and question their criticisms.

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple went pale and said, “Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple, can you not restrain your people? What kind of attitude is that?”

She opened her eyes, but instead of blaming, they were full of appreciation and said, “What he said is reasonable. Where did he step out of line?”

Getting up slowly, the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple bowed to the Wang Clan Master and said, “As Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple, I can vouch for Su Yu’s character. I appeal to you to give him a chance.”

The three candidates behind her also stepped forward. “We respectfully ask the Wang Clan Master to consider Su Yu.”

Wang Qingchen watched with cold eyes and stared at the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple. He stood up and said, “Father, Brother Su not only saved me from danger but also averted the crisis of the Asura Forbidden Land. Furthermore, he saved countless lives at Fan Capital. For someone who has done so much for the Wizard Tribe, compared with everyone else here, who is not more in doubt than he?”

As the heir to the Wang Clan, he was undoubtedly very important.

In the end, even Ling Wu couldn’t sit still, and looked indifferently at the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple, saying, “Sue Yu ‘s great deeds are all worthy of being recorded in the annals of history. Let’s all behave properly and not misunderstand one another.”

For him to stand up for Su Yu made a big difference. It could not go unnoticed that he couldn’t agree with the attitude of the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple and his prospective candidates.

As soon as he made his point, the crowd immediately turned to talk to each other.

“I have my doubts. Can it be true that the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple and his candidates were sent by the enemy? At such a difficult time, they continue to keep down meritorious people and instead send a chill into the hearts of our soldiers. Who would be willing to fight for the Wizard Tribe under those circumstances?”

“There are also those who question what is actually happening. I think most of them are jealous of Su Yu marrying the Greatest Saint Lady and their eyes are all green with envy!”

“At a time like this, it is really underhand to attack Su Yu. What selfishness!”

“I suggest that those who question Su Yu should be sent to the front, and have them make a sacrifice to our cause. They received nothing but grace from Su Yu yet they talk down to him. It is so annoying!”

“Yes! And that Zeng Lin, I don’t think he is much use. Is such a person suitable to gather information on our behalf or for the Wizard Tribe? We should consider other people.”

Once they saw the mood of the crowd going against them, the expressions of many of the people present quickly changed. How would they ever dare to show their doubts again?

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple couldn’t sit still and began to exude fierce Wizard power through his body. Suppressing the crowd’s chatter, he said, “Rubbish! We are discussing important matters here, how dare you juniors interrupt and say such things about us?”

The sacred robe of the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple was also a piece of Wizardcraft. Protecting the juniors present, she said, “I think that the juniors do have their reasons for speaking as such. Zeng Lin and the other two candidates are jealous and they are not qualified for this test. They had better withdraw.”

“How dare you!” the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple retorted bluntly.

As the Temple Lord and Mistress continued to argue, the Wang Clan Master thought for a long time before shouting, “Both of you calm down!”

Having got everyone’s attention he looked around at the crowd. “Since so many have strongly recommended Su Yu, I am willing to give him a chance.”

With this, all the people around were somewhat relieved.

Su Yu’s heart skipped a beat. Facing Xueying, the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple, Wang Qingchen, and Ling Wu, he placed his fists together and made a bow.

He was especially grateful to Xueying who had vouched for his righteousness. Su Yu was clearly moved.

Although they had not spent much time together, Xueying was nevertheless willing to do so much for him.

“Hum! So what if you get the opportunity. He is just going to waste the tools!” The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple couldn’t hold himself back and his nostrils hummed with anger. “This is the realm of real cultivation so don’t you ever think you can simply bluff your way through!”

Su Yu glanced at him calmly, took one of the bronze rulers, and held it out in his palm.

After thinking for a long time, the Wang Clan Master produced several pieces of Wizard Tribe tools and said, “Since I have made the exception for Su Yu to join, I cannot show favoritism. Any youths present here have the opportunity to try. Anyone who wants to try can receive one of the Wizard Tools.”

Many young people lighted up with glee and quickly took one of the bronze rulers.

Soon, twenty young people stood side by side in a row and began the testing.

“Recall your deepest feelings and the bronze ruler will determine everything,” the Wang Clan Master said slowly.

They closed their eyes one after another and recalled their deepest feelings in their minds.

The Temple Lord and Mistress, the Wang Clan Master, and the Ling Wu looked around at the people present.

Suddenly, the ruler in the palm of a Saint candidate flashed a faint yellow halo. The three judges quickly looked over.

The face of the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple was filled with joy. A suitable person had emerged so quickly, and he was from his temple!

However, after the halo passed the first score, it climbed very slowly towards the second score for a while. Then, it’s progress halted.

The Wang Clan Master exclaimed, “Unfortunately, he does not meet the requirements of the Red Dust Dream.”

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple could not believe his ears, “How could this happen? His soul power has definitely reached the Level Three Realm, so how can he not be qualified?”

In other words, he suspected that the Wang Clan Master had made a false statement.

The Wang Clan Master was, however, not offended and said lightly, “In addition to one’s soul power, there is also the heart of red dust. Having sufficient soul power is not enough. This participant must have had cut off all seven emotions and six desires. Therefore, he could only reach the first score.”

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple’s complexion became sullen and he said nothing.

His disciple, to concentrate on practicing Wizard craft, had severed all ties with him and had ruthlessly beheaded his wives.

Such a score was therefore not a surprise.

At that moment, the ruler held by a candidate of the Mistress of the Greatest Saint Lady Temple also shone brightly.

Again, the yellowish halo appeared on the first score, but after a difficult climb, barely reached the second score. Its stamina was insufficient.

The Wang Clan Master shook his head in regret and said, “The soul is strong enough but she does not have deep feelings in her heart. She has not experienced affection in her life and therefore cannot meet the qualifications of the Red Dust Dream.”

Then suddenly, the members of the Temple Lord and Mistress, as well as the subsequent juniors who participated, all had halos appearing on their rulers.

But, without exception, none of them could meet the requirements.

The member with the highest score was from the Greatest Saint Lady Temple and she barely crossed the second mark.

Most people were hovering at the first score because of insufficient soul power.

Such a result made the onlookers stunned!

“To think that it is actually so difficult? I thought at least half of the six selected members would be qualified! As a result, other than Zeng Lin, whose halo has not yet appeared, all the others are disqualified!”

“Ha! Now only Xueying and Zeng Lin’s halos have not yet appeared. Whether someone qualifies all depends on them!”

“I thought that all four red dust dreams would be used. Now it seems that there are only two people who can use it!”

All eyes were on Xueying and Zeng Lin, especially the Temple Lord and Mistress. The failure of such a large number of their selected talents made them nervous.

This test was much more difficult than expected!

Glow!

With a soft sound, the ruler in Zeng Lin’s palm exuded a faint light, and a clear yellow halo suddenly appeared, climbing quickly at a sustained speed!

“Look! Look at Zeng Lin’s halo!”

“Ya! At this speed, there will be no difficulty breaking through the second marking!”

“He is indeed the candidate under Zhao Tianyin. He has great hopes!”

As they talked, the yellow halo unexpectedly broke through the second score, but its speed dropped, and only slowly climbed to the third score.

The Lord of the Holy Saint Temple held his breath with his eyes wide open. For the Holy Saint Temple to get a chance, it was all up to Zeng Lin now!

What made everyone anxious however was that the speed of the climbing yellow halo was getting slower and slower. When it finally reached the zero mark point of the third mark, it stopped!

This scene made the heart of the Lord of the Holy Saint Temple sink. It also surprised the onlookers.

Had the most promising Zeng Lin just missed out on the red dust dream? Was the difficulty of this test simply too much for him?

Ding!

At that moment, the ruler in Zeng Lin’s hand made a muted sound, and the yellowish halo that seemed to have exhausted the last trace of its strength moved upward just a little bit more.

That was enough for it to cross the third mark!