e Bufan's eyes. He knew very well what these two talismans were; they weren't peace talismans at all.One of them is a tracker, and as long as it's carried around, the tracker can know the other person...Ye Bufan took a deep breath to suppress the fear in his heart. Over the years, he had summed up a rule for himself: never panic when something happened.

Panic only reduces one's ability to cope and offers no benefits whatsoever.

He sorted out his situation again. If it was indeed the seven-colored fairy spirit cloud that caused it, then it meant that not only him but all ascending cultivators would face this situation.

If that's really the case, there must be a way to deal with it. It can't be that all the cultivators who ascended from the lower realms become useless.

Having thought this through, he stopped dwelling on it and looked at the people present.

He had seen a lot in his years and immediately recognized that these were people from various sects. Their eyes were all on him, which meant they must be related to him somehow.

It's just that these people all seem a little off, don't they Is there something special about me

This was his first time in the Immortal Realm, and he had no idea what the Spirit Communication Mirror was, nor did he understand what it meant for no stars to shine.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he just watched more. He stood there motionless, quietly waiting to see what would happen next.

Those below Fei Xian Terrace looked for a long time, but the Spirit Mirror remained still. They had completely given up hope.

This is a total waste of space, not even a star could shine brighter. If we had to give it a lifespan, it would be an unprecedentedly colossal failure spanning millennia.

Once they understood this, many people couldn't help but laugh. The Zongyang Sect truly was a rollercoaster.

Just encountered a once-in-a-millennium nine-star genius, and now I've met a once-in-a-millennium utter failure.

Of course, the most miserable look was on Bingkun's face. He never expected such a huge difference in his life; it was like falling from heaven to hell.

Just now the nine-star talent was snatched away, it's hard to get a spot back, but I met such a useless person.

Sun Tzu Yu revealed a playful smile: "Elder Bingkun, you speak, are you going to choose or not This spot is yours after all."

As soon as he finished speaking, the audience burst into laughter.

Ye Bufan understood somewhat. These people were picking disciples. Thinking back to his arrival at the Feisheng Hall just now, he guessed the situation here.

Just what does this old man mean by looking at me with such disgust Does he look down on me It seems like it's more than just looking down; there's even a hint of revulsion.

He was puzzled, but Bingkun waved his hand dismissively. "Our Zhengyang Sect doesn't raise weaklings. Whoever wants this trash can have it. We don't."

After hearing the old man finish speaking, Ye Bufan's heart instantly flared with anger.

Trash Who called him trash He reigned supreme in both the earthly and cultivation realms, never imagining a day when he'd be treated as such.

Sun Ziyu let out a hearty laugh, "Elder Bingkun, have you thought this through This is wasting a spot."

"Don't want it, don't want it! This kind of trash doesn't even deserve ten spots!"

Bingkun's lungs were about to explode, what kind of luck did he have To meet such a useless person for thousands of years.

At the same time, I couldn't understand how such a useless person could have ascended.

Seeing him humiliated, Sun Ziyu laughed even harder. Then he looked at the other sects present.

"Zhen Yangzong gave up their quota, which of your sects is willing to accept this cultivator"

After he finished speaking, everyone in attendance shook their heads and unanimously chose to give up.

What are you kidding, the Zhengyang Sect shouldn't be wasted. Are we just going to take it

Needless to say, bringing this perennial loser back to the sect would instantly make him the biggest joke in all of Qingwei Heaven.

No matter who did this, if they returned to the sect, they would probably be slapped to death by the headmaster immediately.

This awkward scene happened. Ye Bufan stood on Feixian Terrace for a long time, but not a single sect was willing to accept him.

Seeing him like this, Hua Bingyu shook her head slightly.

"Young man, come down. Find a good job for yourself in the future. An ordinary life isn't so bad either."

Ye Bufan suddenly felt like ten thousand grass mud horses were running through his mind, filled with bewilderment and helplessness.

As the number one cultivator in the cultivation world, when did I become a waste

What right do these people have to call themselves trash Is it just because they can't absorb fairy qi Do they think they are the only ones like this

He couldn't accept this result under any circumstances. He had to recover his strength as soon as possible, and become powerful, to pave the way for his loved ones.

Seeing this guy just standing there, lost in thought, still not leaving, Bingkun's anger grew even stronger.

Just as he was about to attack, a figure flashed, and another graceful figure appeared beside Ye Bufan.

Everyone was taken aback. Today's ascension speed was truly astonishing, another one arriving in such a short time. They just didn't know how talented this person was, whether a genius or a failure

As soon as the crowd came up with this idea, the Spirit Mirror above them suddenly blazed with light. One star, then two, then three... a total of eight stars lit up in succession.

"his breath, his nerves on edge to the point of breaking. Finally, he arrived near the Medicinal Garden and grabbed a Blue Jade Pearl Grass before turning around and running as fast as he could.At that...