Chapter 459

Chapter 459

The Cloud Trial – the name of the last stage of the Cloud Palace enrollment. The teenagers had a love-hate relationship with this stage because winning didn’t matter in this stage; all that mattered was who Cloud Palace deemed to be the best candidate. The previous stages in the straw huts were just qualification rounds.

Many felt indignant towards the Cloud Trial, but there was nothing they could do as legends said that the birth of the Cloud Trial was a rule set by the Cloud Palace Master that nobody could go against.

Many were surprised at the participants who qualified for this stage.

Representing the South – Chui Yim, Kam Chin Kee, and Lam Zaa. Representing the North – Mung Si, Yeung Tin Hun, and Man Yee Ho, who were also the representatives of the three largest organisations of the North.

It made sense for Lam Zaa to be qualified for the Cloud Trial. He had inherited the Hundred Streams Body, otherwise known as the strongest defensive special body form that was ranked third on the Heaven Rank.

Chui Yim and Kam Chin Kee were both ranked on the Blue Skies Rank, but they had no supporters behind them nor did they have any background. The important figures felt uneasy seeing such candidates make it to the Cloud Trial.

Fourth Teacher Wong Kei and Fifth Teacher Wat Suen were also nameless before they made it to the top of the world.

The six teenagers appeared on the field, but not the Cloud Palace five disciples. Now, it was Woo Nim and Cheuk Kwun’s turn to host the enrollment.

Gentleness washed over Woo Nim’s face slightly when she saw Chui Yim amongst the qualified participants. Indeed the child that Uncle Wun brought. However, the gentleness disappeared within no time as she regained seriousness, announcing the start of the last stage. “Now, time for the last stage, the Cloud Trial.”

She pointed at the classroom next to the field, where the outer sect classes were held normally.

“Take turns to go in one by one, and hand in an item of yours when you exit.”

Chui Yim, Mung Si, Kam Chin Kee, and Lam Zaa did not react to Woo Nim’s words, a sign that they had already heard about the question. On the other hand, Yeung Tin Hun and Man Yee Ho were in a daze.

Yeung Tin Hun strode in. He was confused, but never fearful.

It was as if he had entered another world as the door shut behind him. The anxious spectators could not watch Yeung Tin Hun, but there were five people who could. They were seated in a straw hut, watching him from a huge painting.

The spacious classroom that was filled with tables and chairs was currently empty like a blank sheet of paper waiting for an artist to start their drawing.

Yeung Tin Hun was at a loss for words. What kind of examination style is this?

How am I supposed to answer if I don’t even know what the question is?

Thus, he sat on the spot blankly, not knowing what to do.

Yim Mo Chiu was an impatient person, thus she couldn’t help but comment after a short while. “What is this brainless kid doing?”

Sung Tsz Hin couldn’t help but chuckle. “Junior Sister, you spent even more time staring into blank space back then compared to him,” he reminded her.

Yim Mo Chiu glared at him but dared not retort.

As if feeling how lost Yeung Tin Hun was, Sung Tsz Hin spoke up, his gentle voice breaking through the room and landing in Yeung Tin Hun’s ears. “Don’t overthink it, just answer with something you’re best at.”

Yeung Tin Hun immediately looked around the room like a madman. Frankly, having reincarnated, he had seen many odd things, but nothing quite like today. He immediately suspected he was still in the painting after hearing Sung Tsz Hin.

But he calmed down very soon.

Something I’m best at? Definitely spearmanship.