After discussing with Hu Fuwei the night before, early the next morning, Yu tied up her hair in a bun, completely changed her face, form, and cultivation, and came to the center of Dongshi alone.
There are no shops in the east city center, only solemn mansions.
Along the way, the streets were wide but very quiet. There were high walls made of black bricks on the left and right sides. With the formation blocking them, no one passing by could see clearly the scenery inside the walls.
Due to the recruitment in the past few days, there are more people in the center, but everyone just queues up quietly. Even if they talk, they use their spiritual consciousness. No one dares to make any noise here.
Five days have passed, but there are still many monks who came to apply today.
Yu Wan came out not too late, but as soon as she entered Central Street, she was shocked by the long queue in front of her. The next moment she calmed down and walked to the end of the queue.
Hearing that the recruiting residence was on the northwest side of the center, Yu Wan looked at the queue that had reached the southeast entrance and knew that all his time today would be spent on it.
Unexpectedly, it was already the sixth day and there were so many monks.
Yu Wan sighed in her heart and kept looking forward with her eyes.
At this moment, in the eyes of others, she is just a thin and delicate girl wearing shabby black clothes that have turned white. She is inconspicuous in this world of beauties.
Her long gray hair was neatly pulled into a simple bun and fixed with a light yellow wooden hairpin that looked like an ordinary tool without any features.
Just one glance was enough to confirm that this girl was a 100% failure. Judging from her poor appearance, she was completely unworthy of friendship.
Yu Wan did this deliberately. Firstly, the gray hair color was to blend in here, and secondly, he changed the appearance of the ebony hairpin to avoid causing trouble when meeting people related to the boy.
Soon it was the brightest moment in the city, which was considered noon to the outside world. The queue continued to lengthen, and a long queue with no end in sight formed behind Yu Wan.
The number of monks gradually increased, and some more unusual places began to appear.
Here, monks who are glamorous and have more unusual features on their bodies, such as hair color, eyebrow color, and pupil color, are the most sought after, and the monks in front and behind them will always show more or less respectful expressions.
As for those with extremely inconspicuous abnormalities, or those with dull hair like Yu Wan, even if they were wearing bright robes, the monks around them pretended not to see them and ignored them.
As for the ghost cultivators who occasionally appeared in the crowd, and their mixed auras, they were immediately known to be demon cultivators. They seemed even more lonely around them, and the people in front and behind them were half a foot away from them.
Within sight, Yu Wan roughly counted nearly 70% of the ghost cultivators and demon cultivators.
This is why the queues are so far apart.
She and He Yun had visited the area a few days ago, and there were almost no ghost cultivators or demon cultivators around. Yu Wan guessed that they came out only on the last two days to avoid conflicts with the human monks.
There were human monks around Yu Wan, but because of her appearance, no one bothered her.
There were not many human monks in a similar situation to her, but she noticed that a person not far behind her clearly had pure and bright eyes, but no one paid attention to him. The monks in front and behind were nearly 1 feet away from him, as if they were avoiding the god of plague.
Yu Wan wondered if it was because of his identity?
That person was none other than the male cultivator who was insulted and robbed of his belongings on the street some time ago. He was also known as the young lord of White Tiger City, Ling Yu.
This person was wearing a light blue sleeved robe today. The clothes had been washed and turned white, but they were very clean and tidy. In addition, the person was good-looking, which made him look even more energetic.
Noticing Ling Yu's rosy complexion, Yu Wan thought to himself that it was much better than the pale complexion that day.
The line continued to lengthen, but moved forward quickly. Just after noon, there were only three people left in front of Yu Wan.
Soon, it will be her turn.
A few days ago, she and He Yun both inquired about the assessment requirements for this recruitment. However, these requirements were just like the integration experience they had experienced before entering Dongshi.
Yu Wan was also very curious about the fusion in each of their mouths. However, whether he was looking outside or asking He Yun directly, he always had an expression that said if you didn't come out from there, why bother poking someone else's wound.
It was easy for others to understand, after all, Yu Wan always presented herself as this skinny girl.
However, He Yun had seen his first silver hair and actually thought that he had also escaped from the black prison of Xingtian Mansion.
Yu Wan had no explanation for this misunderstanding, but she was very curious about the fusion that could completely change the appearance of a cultivator. She thought that if it was convenient after leaving Dongshi, she would check it out.
She vaguely felt that the secret of fusion might be related to the aliens that were rejected in this world. This was most likely a big breakthrough.
"Next."
"Next!"
Thoughts were flying in his heart, and the next moment he was shaken back to his senses by a piercing cry. Only then did Yu Wan realize that he was already there.
Seeing that the face of the monk at the side door was becoming more and more impatient, Yu Wan walked over quickly, bowed to the man and clasped his fists, "Senior, calm down, I was in a trance for the next moment and didn't hear you."
Although the male cultivator in charge looked calm, he remembered the previous instructions from his superiors and must not interrupt or destroy the recruitment process at will.
Thinking of his young master's perverted punishment again, he felt a little relieved, then snorted to Wan angrily and said in a deep voice, "Go in."
After speaking, he threw a wooden sign to Yu Wan and pointed to the dark wooden door behind him.
"Thank you, senior."
Yu Wan took it and walked straight in.
I only said that I couldn't interrupt, but I didn't say that I had to remind these people. The male cultivator in charge thought angrily.
Normally, before every monk goes in, the male monk will tell him two things to pay attention to, in order to prevent them from bumping into their young master because they don't know anything.
Now that Yu Wan had entered without any prompting, he had already thought of her tragic situation later and called the next person excitedly.
After Yu Wan entered, besides the leafy trees, there was only a gravel road under his feet. Not knowing the content of the assessment, she had no choice but to keep walking along the gravel road.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, the vision suddenly opened up, and Yu Wan came to a lake. Continuing forward, not far away is a stone arch bridge, leading directly to the octagonal pavilion in the center of the lake.
All sides of the pavilion were covered with goose-yellow gauze that blocked spiritual consciousness, and his eyes could not see clearly what was going on inside, so Yu Wan had no choice but to continue moving forward.
Soon, we came to the opposite side of the arch bridge, only one step away from the veil in front of us.
Feeling the resistance ahead, Yu Wan thought for a moment, took out the wooden sign he had received earlier, and placed it in front of the goose-yellow gauze.
The next moment, a flash of inspiration flashed on the surface of the wooden sign, and the tulle automatically opened from the middle to both sides.
Yu Wan first looked at the situation inside. It was deserted and could not feel any breath.
But she didn't dare to let down her guard. After putting away the wooden sign, she carefully stepped in.
After she entered, the veil closed again. After a while, another monk came over. After bowing in the direction of the veil, he walked in in the same way.
As soon as Yu Wan's feet stepped over the gauze, she felt the murderous intent coming quickly in front of her. She flew to the side to hide, then took out the Purple Blade Ten Thousand Swords, jumped up, and blended into the darkness ahead.
(End of chapter)
