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It had only been ten short days, but Feng Zhuo had already miraculously passed the selection trial of the Vice Pavilion Master. If the time spent on the road were to be removed, he estimated that he would not even need to spend six hours on the trial.

Whether it was Pavilion Master\'s Wei Xuanji or ordinary disciples, everyone was stunned when they heard the news that Feng Zhuo had passed the trial and returned to the sect.

Afterwards, the first reaction of the crowd was disbelief. After all, this speed had completely surpassed everyone\'s imagination.

However, after Wei Xuanji and the elders had inspected the \'Tiger King Xue You Zi\' that Feng Zhuo had brought back, everyone had no choice but to believe it. Other pills could also be faked, but it was impossible for "Tiger King Xue You Zi" to be fake. That was a pill specially concocted for this trial. There were only ten of them in the world.

After confirming the authenticity of the news, everyone from the Clear Void Sect was shocked.

Such a miraculous speed was definitely unprecedented and would never occur again.

Countless cultivators in the various parts of the sect\'s encampment and outside of the upper echelons of the city were all enthusiastically discussing this matter. With such a huge advantage of Feng Zhuo over the other nine, the result of this selection examination could be said to be completely certain.

In the past, there had not been much difference in the time taken for everyone to pass the Vice Pavilion Master Selection Trial. The competition had been extremely intense.

However, this time, it was over not too long after it had begun. The results were also without any suspense, and the remaining nine people were completely reduced to the background of Feng Zhuo.

Perhaps it was because of this reason that when the Palace Deity Fu returned to the sect encampment, he discovered that every cultivator he met was looking at him with an extremely strange expression.

Sympathy, pity, pity, even a hint of cynicism.

Gong Shen Fu, who was a little distracted, finally woke up. Her fair and handsome face gradually flushed red as a sense of shame, anger, and mania emerged from the depths of her heart.

He felt that the remaining nine participants had all become the laughingstock of the Clear Void Dao Pavilion. As for him, who had joined the sect at the same time as Feng Zhuo, this was even more so the case.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to calm down and no longer paid attention to the gazes of the surrounding cultivators.

After a short while, the palace reached the Nihility God Peak and arrived at the summit\'s official hall. All the cultivators who passed the trial, had to wait in the hall after returning to the sect. When everyone had returned, it was up to the sect master to announce the final results of the Pavilion Master\'s selection and trial.

A statue-like figure entered his line of sight the moment he passed through the door. It was Feng Zhuo, who had already returned to the Clear Void Dao Pavilion two days ago.

The instant she saw Feng Zhuo, her eyes immediately turned bloodshot. She wished that she could rush forward and smash Feng Zhuo into smithereens.

However, he could only think about it in his heart.

Although he and Feng Zhuo were the only two people in the hall, if he truly showed any signs of attacking Feng Zhuo, Pavilion Master Wei Xuanji and Great Elder Yuan Hua, and the rest would appear before the attack could even touch them. Furthermore, even if they did not interfere, he would not be Feng Zhuo\'s match.

Even though both his and Feng Zhuo\'s cultivations had been suppressed to the level of a lower Heavenly King, the fact that Feng Zhuo was able to pass the trial so quickly was also a sign of his strength.

Wanting to obtain the "Tiger King\'s Blood Serpent Son" in the training space was not something that could be accomplished by luck.

The palace god stared straight at Feng Zhuo. His expression was as dark as water. He had already sat down across from Feng Zhuo.

He still couldn\'t understand how Feng Zhuo\'s speed of passing the trial could be so fast. This had completely overturned his own understanding. Most importantly, before the start of the exam, as an elder of his clan, Ninth Elder Gong Tianxun had promised him that Feng Zhuo would never return to the sect alive.

Could it be that Gong Tianxun didn\'t make a move?

This was impossible. Firstly, there was no need for Gong Tianxun to deceive him, and secondly, according to what he knew, Gong Tianxun had indeed left the sect. One could only imagine his whereabouts …

However, if Gong Tianxun had already made his move, how could Feng Zhuo remain safe and sound?

Feng Zhuo, who had his cultivation suppressed, was only equivalent to an Inferior Heavenly King. Gong Tianxun, on the other hand, was a Superior Heavenly Emperor Stage powerhouse, and his strength was countless times stronger than Feng Zhuo. If he were to personally make a move, Feng Zhuo would be able to destroy him with a flick of his finger. There was absolutely no hope for him to escape.

But now, not only had Feng Zhuo returned, he had even returned to the sect at the fastest speed possible.

One by one, questions emerged from the bottom of his heart. Gong Shen Fu couldn\'t come up with any answers, and wished that he could find Gong Tianxun and ask him about it right away.

However, since he had returned to the sect encampment, he didn\'t dare to act rashly. Gong Tianxun\'s scheme had already seriously violated the rules of the sect. Once it was discovered, Gong Tianxun would likely suffer the punishment in his eyes, and as Gong Tianxun\'s descendant, he would definitely be caught in the crossfire.

At this moment, the palace god felt slightly regretful.

If he had known about this earlier, he would have contacted Gong Tianxun before entering the sect encampment. Unfortunately, it was too late to contact him now, as all of the activity within the Procedural Hall could not be concealed from Pavilion Master Wei Xuanji. If he had contacted Gong Tianxun now, he would have definitely been detected by Wei Xuanji.

He didn\'t know whether the Ninth Elder had returned to the sect or not.

The palace god\'s thoughts quickly changed. She was anxious and angry, but Feng Zhuo seemed to have not noticed his existence and stood firmly, like a boulder.

After an unknown amount of time, light footsteps rang, startling the palace god. In the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man dressed in a cyan robe entered palace.

Just like him, the middle-aged man in purple robe was also a participant from the Vice Pavilion Master s selection trial. Of course, her position and cultivation was far above his, and she was an Elder at the Heaven Emperor level. It was a pity that her results in this exam were not very good.

That middle-aged man in purple robe clearly knew that she no longer had any hope. Her gaze swept across Feng Zhuo and the Divine Imperial Palace Awareness as she lightly shook her head with a bitter smile. After that, she casually found a place in the palace to sit down.

After the middle-aged man in purple robe, cultivators would occasionally enter the Great Assembly Hall.

Unknowingly, several days had passed, and the number of people in the palace had increased to ten. All of the disciples from the Clear Void Dao Pavilion that were participating in the Pavilion Master\'s selection and trial had returned.

Since they were all gathered, this meant that the results of the selection exam would be announced very soon.

If nothing unexpected happened, then all the vice Pavilion Master s would definitely belong to Feng Zhuo … Everyone looked at Feng Zhuo, who was rising up from his seat, and they all stood up. However, the expression in their eyes became extremely complicated. Even until today, there was still a trace of shock in their eyes.