Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 702 Eightfold Immortal Talent! (Two Chapters Combined)

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the Immortal Fortress, Song Changming was already waiting.

Accompanying him were more than three hundred other trainees, all of whom, upon inquiry, revealed that they had come for the Heavenly Soldier quota.

"Haha, so in that case, fellow immortals, we are all competitors." One of the straightforward individuals laughed loudly, seemingly looking forward to this trial.

“Hey, what rival are we? Once we’re in heaven, we’ll be colleagues.” Another immortal chimed in, sounding very confident, already certain that he would be among the first to ascend to heaven.

"That's right. When we meet again, we might have to drink a few glasses of that heavenly wine!"

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Song Changming stood in the crowd without saying a word, but looked around to try to ascertain the depth of his opponent's cultivation level.

However, most of them were quite cautious, their auras were restrained, and they were hard to fathom.

Of course, he was the same way.

The gates of the Fairy Castle opened as dawn broke.

"Trial participants, enter the fortress."

A loud voice rang out from within, reaching the ears of all the immortals.

"What a fierce and powerful aura!" Song Changming had keen senses. Through the loud voice, he could feel that the speaker was extremely strong, at least in terms of physical strength, just like him, and had achieved remarkable results.

Without hesitation, the immortals rushed in.

Many of them were actually already experienced in the Heavenly Soldiers Trial, and some had even participated in it more than once.

However, the results were not ideal; none of them passed.

Of course, the more you try, the more opportunities you have. It's hard to say which celestial army will grant them permission to ascend to heaven.

Therefore, these immortals never give up despite repeated defeats. As soon as their cultivation improves, they come to the immortal city to wait for an opportunity, and this time is no exception.

Song Changming stepped out from the crowd and instantly arrived in front of the gate of the Immortal Castle.

With another step, you enter this fairy castle.

Inside the Immortal Fortress, a hundred celestial soldiers wielding long halberds formed a square formation, coldly observing the group of arriving wandering immortals.

Song Changming glanced at the heavenly soldiers, then his gaze fell on the figures behind them.

Those were clearly the celestial generals of the immortal army.

Especially the one at the head, whose eyes shone brightly with divine light and exuded an aura of immortality, possessing a soaring dragon momentum that was far beyond that of ordinary immortals. Just standing there, he was a great killing star!
"So strong." Song Changming took a deep breath and looked away.

Heaven knows what kind of temperament this general has. If he's violent and gets angry just from being stared at by him a few times, then we're in trouble.

However, he did have some impression of this top-ranked general.

Previously, Lou Leilei's sister in purple had walked out of the Immortal Castle, escorted by several heavenly generals, including the one in front of us.

As Song Changming looked away, the general's gaze suddenly stopped when it swept over Song Changming.

Song Changming had an impression of that day, and that day would also remember Song Changming.

This is someone the Palace Mistress Zi Rou'er knows.
He wouldn't care about an ordinary rogue immortal, but that palace master was a rogue immortal whom even his superior, General Lei Xiao, had to treat with respect.

How could he possibly turn a blind eye?

"Show me this person's information." Jiuxiao asked the celestial official beside him for information about Song Changming.

"A rogue immortal from the human race, with a cultivation level of mid-stage immortal, and no particular background or connections."

A casual glance revealed nothing noteworthy; the Grand Master of the Palace was not mentioned, it was just an ordinary resume.

If it weren't for what happened a few days ago, such an ordinary wandering immortal would never have caught his eye.

"General, what's wrong?" asked the celestial official beside him, puzzled.

He couldn't see anything outstanding about Song Changming, who was mixed in with the immortals, that made him worthy of their general's special attention.

"It's nothing, let's begin." Jiu Xiao casually wiped away the few lines of description about Song Changming in front of him.

"I am a general of the Northern Celestial Army, from the Nine Heavens, and I have been ordered to take charge of this Heavenly Soldiers Trial!"

Jiuxiao's voice was like thunder, echoing back and forth. His terrifying aura caused all the scattered immortals present to show awe.

"This is the pressure of a celestial being!" one of the rogue immortals exclaimed in a low voice, which was caught by Song Changming.

Before these scattered immortals, most of whom were only at the Immortal Realm, the existence of Celestial Immortals was indeed something they could only look up to.

Unreachable, unattainable!

"I have a hundred slots available for this Heavenly Soldiers Trial, but I may not be able to fill them all. Anyone who does not meet our army's requirements will be eliminated."

The previous batch of trial participants all failed without exception.

The general poured cold water on everyone as soon as he opened his mouth, giving them a warning as usual.

The conditions for passing the trial are harsh, and those who can ascend to heaven to become celestial soldiers are already the best of the best among the scattered immortals.

This is also a major reason why the Celestial Court has maintained its powerful rule.

Only by possessing unparalleled power can one dominate the world.

"Now, disperse your concealment and reveal your immortal power," Jiuxiao continued, issuing the order.

The group of wandering immortals did the same, removing the mosaic, and their faces became clear.

Once they stopped concealing themselves, their immortal aura, immortal power, and cultivation level were all clearly revealed.

Song Changming was no exception, revealing his cultivation level, which was close to the late stage of the Immortal Realm.

This level of cultivation quickly attracted the attention of some wandering immortals in the surrounding area.

In terms of immortal power, having consumed immortal wine, immortal fish, and immortal fruit, he was clearly stronger than other wandering immortals, perhaps even by a large margin.

This level of cultivation is enough to rank him among the top of all the loose immortals.

Most of the rogue immortals who participated in the trial were only at the early or middle stages of immortal cultivation.

Since they have never been rooted or independent, it is perfectly normal for a wandering immortal to have slow progress in cultivation and practice, and may even have been stuck in the same place for thousands of years.

This is why they wanted to join the Celestial Court; they were simply fed up with the life of a wandering immortal with no one to rely on.

"You lad, at such a young age, you already possess such immortal cultivation, truly remarkable!" A middle-aged immortal standing not far behind Song Changming said to him.

"You're too kind." Song Changming raised his hand and returned the greeting.

"You must have some great destiny with the immortals. Young friend, you are truly blessed. In the path of cultivation, fate is the most important thing." Another immortal shook his head and said enviously.

"Just lucky." Song Changming didn't say much, and the other cultivators wisely didn't ask any further questions.

Song Changming noticed that several celestial officials beside the Nine Heavens General were comparing and revising the immortal cultivation they displayed and recording it in a register.

Song Changming breathed a slight sigh of relief after this ordeal.

Although his cultivation in the immortal path wasn't the most outstanding, it was at least at an upper level, not enough to hold him back.

As the heavenly general said, if there were still one hundred spots available for recruiting heavenly soldiers, then this quota limit was actually quite generous.

He didn't have much competition with these wandering immortals. Whether he could be selected as a heavenly soldier depended on whether he could pass the trials and satisfy the heavenly general.

Soon, the cultivation levels of all the rogue immortals were recorded in the Immortal Register.

Next comes the qualification test.

That day, with a flick of his hand, one hundred white stones floated out of the arena.

The white stones had a flawless, smooth surface, yet they possessed a strange energy field that disturbed the space within a few meters. "Just place your hands on these white stones and relax your mind," the Heavenly General said simply, instructing the group of wandering immortals to find the white stones on their own.

Those rogue immortals who had already undergone trials quickly stepped forward, placing one hand on the white stone, closing their eyes, and remaining motionless.

The flow of energy within the white stone seemed to pull their minds into another world.

After a while, words began to appear on the white stone.

The characters are very simple; they are ancient characters representing numbers, from one to ten.

"Fu Genping, mid-stage Immortal cultivation, aptitude at level three, lifespan of 3,947, human race."

"Zhao Hu, late-stage Immortal cultivation, fifth-level comprehension aptitude, lifespan of 7,225, is the Southern Ming Tiger who has transformed into an Immortal."

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The celestial official continuously recorded the information of each trial participant.

The decision on whether to pass the trial involves a comprehensive evaluation of these measured conditions to arrive at a final result.

The first batch of rogue immortals had just finished their aptitude tests when the celestial official recording the results was already shaking his head in dismay.

This aptitude and talent determine a person's future and potential, and its importance is even greater than their current level of immortal cultivation.

This time, the test conducted by Baishi has eliminated all human factors.

Unfortunately, even the one with the highest comprehension aptitude was only at the fifth level, which was barely passable and nothing to be surprised about.

"It seems that not many will be able to capture the heavens this time either," the celestial official sighed inwardly, but his face remained serious as he urged them on.

"Don't delay the next batch."

Soon, the second batch of scattered immortals gathered to vie for the vacant testing stones.

Many of these participants, like Song Changming, were first-time participants in the Heavenly Soldiers Trial.

Song Changming himself was among them, and he found a white stone nearby.

The man who had just come down from the white stone looked somewhat gloomy.

"Even with such an opportunity, my talent for immortality can only reach the fourth level. It seems that my path to immortality is truly going to end here."

This person seemed to already know that he had no hope of passing the trial and was already disheartened.

As he brushed past Song Changming, he sighed and said, "Young man, aptitude is very important. It is the key to whether you can pass the trial. In my experience, the fifth level is barely enough to pass, and the sixth level is the only safe bet."

"Thank you for informing me," Song Changming nodded.

"Difficult, too difficult," the man shook his head and sighed.

It's unclear how Bai Shi assessed the aptitude. Among the scattered immortals, those with the fifth level of immortal talent are extremely rare, let alone the sixth level.

"Fine, I'd rather not be a heavenly soldier." He took a few steps back, watching Song Changming place his hand on the white stone, and made his decision.

Now that this trial is over, I'll just give up on this idea.

Meanwhile, Jiu Xiao had already turned his attention back to Song Changming, who was touching the white stone.

“These wandering immortals, even those with the sixth level of talent are hard to find. Even if they go to heaven, they can only be heavenly soldiers for life, with no hope of promotion. They are useless, useless,” said a branch general.

“That’s true,” another detachment general nodded.

As the officers were talking, one of them suddenly let out a soft exclamation.

“Look at that kid.”

Upon hearing this, the group all looked over.

Like the Nine Heavens General standing to the side, the group looked towards the location where Song Changming was.

All that could be seen was Song Changming's hand resting on the white stone, on which the character "eight" was clearly displayed.

"eight?"

"Eightfold Immortal Talent?!"

The officers were all taken aback.

"Even we, in our past lives, only measured the sixth or seventh level of immortal talent, yet this child possesses the talent of the eighth level!"

"Who is he? He's definitely no ordinary immortal!"

"Looks like a pure-blooded human."

Jiuxiao Qu, who was standing to the side, raised his eyebrows and lowered his arms, which had been crossed over his chest, thinking to himself.

"He is indeed a talented person."

Meanwhile, as Song Changming placed his hand on the white stone, the scene before him had already changed dramatically.

Every now and then, countless celestial armies would arrive, their formations grand and their killing intent filling the sky, like a doomsday scenario.

Sometimes it transforms into a platform, where he sits alone fishing in the clouds, and before long he catches a giant white whale that glows.

At other times, he would sit cross-legged with a person in the clouds, their souls leaving their bodies to jointly evolve the heavens.

After an unknown amount of time, the strange scene before him finally dissipated, and Song Changming opened his eyes and returned to the Immortal Castle.

All around him, the eyes of numerous wandering immortals, including heavenly soldiers and generals, were fixed on him.

Looking down at the white stone where his palm rested, he saw the number 'eight' clearly displayed on it.

"Eight levels of aptitude?" Song Changming thought to himself, realizing that the various scenes he had just experienced were all meant to test his immortal potential.

He glanced at his current personal panel.

Spirit: 602
Root: 477
He estimated that the assessment of his aptitude for immortality placed more emphasis on his spiritual attributes, that is, his comprehension.

His spiritual attribute, accumulated over many years, has long exceeded six hundred points.

When this value is compared to the white stone, it manifests as eightfold immortal potential.

"Or perhaps, I should also add some of my related physical characteristics," Song Changming thought to himself.

"good."

Judging from the reactions of those wandering immortals and heavenly soldiers and generals, one can be certain that one's eighth-level immortal talent is not low.

If his cultivation level in the immortal path is only barely above average among a group of loose immortals, then his talent in immortality is exceptional.

At least for now, no one has been able to get close to his immortal talent; not even a seventh-level immortal talent has been seen.

"You're amazing." The dejected immortal who had been talking to Song Changming earlier opened his mouth but didn't know what to say when Song Changming stepped back from his side.

In his view, Song Changming, who had already been tested and found to have the potential to ascend to heaven, was bound to be chosen after passing the trials.

We're completely different people.

"Liao Zan." Song Changming was not complacent because of this, and calmly waited for the next trial.

Finally, after all the assessments of the immortal talents of the scattered immortals were completed, the immortal official wiped his hand across the booklet, and every line of records on it was rearranged.

The person ranked first was none other than Song Changming, a cultivator with the potential to become an eighth-level immortal.

The second one is a sixth-level immortal talent, but his immortal cultivation is already close to the perfection of the immortal realm, and he is not far from the true immortal realm.

If they really fought, Song Changming wasn't sure if he could defeat his opponent, after all, there was a difference of one realm in their immortal power.

He also doesn't have much experience fighting against immortals.

(End of this chapter)