Starting as a Grandmaster, all of my cultivation techniques are at max level.

After Xia Jin withdrew her gaze, she glanced around again and indeed found a stone gate not far away.

"Huh? It seems this stone gate must be the one Mu Qing mentioned, the gateway to leave this Thunder Pool!"

However, Xia Jin was not in a hurry to leave.

He found an inconspicuous spot nearby, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes to rest.

Taking advantage of the free time, he began to carefully examine the seven-colored snake in his sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the little creature remained obediently lying beneath the bronze bell, not daring to move an inch. Xia Jin could sense that although the bronze bell she had created was not the complete Eastern Emperor Bell, it seemed to have a natural restraining effect on demonic beings, even though this little snake was formed from lightning tribulation liquid and only had a demonic form without demonic substance.

"I heard from that kid Mu Qing that a single drop of Tribulation Liquid can temper both the physical body and the soul. This little thing is formed from the fusion of hundreds of drops of Tribulation Liquid. If I can refine it, it will be a tremendous blessing for both my physical body and soul!"

A glint flashed in Xia Jin's eyes, but now was not the time.

While waiting for Jian Wuhen and the others, he did see several figures hurriedly walk out of the stone gate.

Those people were charred and disheveled, clearly having suffered greatly in the Thunder Pool. They naturally noticed Xia Jin sitting to the side, but they only exchanged a glance before looking away without exchanging any words.

Within this temple, unless one is absolutely certain, no one would want to easily provoke someone who could emerge alive from the Thunder Abyss.

Xia Jin didn't mind and continued to wait patiently.

Just as he was getting impatient, three figures finally rushed over from the other side of Lei Yuan in the distance.

The leader was Mu Qing, followed by Venerable Miaodi and Jian Wuhen.

"what?"

Suddenly, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Venerable Miaodi as he walked, and he landed directly in front of Xia Jin from the void.

"Benefactor Xia!"

He clasped his hands together, a rare smile appearing on his face, "As expected, this humble monk was right; you were one step ahead of us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Wuhen and Mu Qing landed beside Xia Jin.

Jian Wuhen looked Xia Jin up and down, then suddenly seemed to remember something. He leaned close to Xia Jin's ear and whispered:

"Brother Xia, could it be... that you obtained the Tribulation Liquid?"

Upon hearing Jian Wuhen's words, Mu Qing and Venerable Miaodi, who were standing to the side, also looked at Xia Jin with curious eyes.

Xia Jin glanced at him indifferently: "What, are you surprised that I was able to obtain that Tribulation Liquid?"

"No, no, no, not surprised at all!"

Jian Wuhen quickly shook his head, then asked with a smile, "By the way, Brother Xia, what exactly does that Thunder Tribulation Liquid look like? Could you let us see it?"

Xia Jin raised an eyebrow at his expression, but did not refuse: "You can look, but we'll talk about it outside."

"Of course, it's not very convenient here!"

"Alright, let's hurry up and get out of here!" Xia Jin waved her hand and walked directly into the stone door.

Jian Wuhen was stunned for a moment, then reacted, glanced at Venerable Miaodi, and stepped into the stone gate.

The moment Xia Jin stepped through the stone gate, she felt a flash of light before her eyes, and the surrounding space suddenly changed.

The next moment, he was standing in a huge square.

This is the entrance plaza for the Lei Chi assessment.

Xia Jin glanced around and noticed that compared to the bustling scene when she first entered the Thunder Pool assessment, there were significantly fewer people in the square now. Roughly counting, there were only a dozen or so people left.

"It seems that not many people can pass the Thunder Pool test!" Jian Wuhen said with a frown.

"There should be more people coming out later. However, based on the usual assessment results, about one-tenth of the people are eliminated in each Thunder Pool assessment." Mu Qing, standing to the side, breathed a sigh of relief. If Xia Jin hadn't given him a Thunder Pearl, he probably would have failed the assessment this time as well.

"Huh!? That guy is still here too!" Xia Jin's gaze suddenly fell on a figure not far away.

It was Mr. Yu, standing at the edge of the square, coldly watching this side.

However, the expression on his face at this moment was even more unpleasant than if he had swallowed a fly.

"snort!"

Jian Wuhen followed Xia Jin's gaze and couldn't help but sneer, "It seems this guy is quite dissatisfied to see us come out unharmed. It's a pity he doesn't need to enter the Thunder Pool assessment, otherwise we might have had to trick him this time."

pit?

Jian Wuhen's eyes darted around, as if he had come up with some mischievous idea. Suddenly, he raised his voice and shouted in Mr. Yu's direction:

"Mr. Yu!! We really owe you a lot this time!! Without your help, it would have been incredibly difficult for us newcomers to pass this 'Thunder Pool' test!! Thank you so much!!!"

That shout, full of energy, resounded throughout the entire square.

In an instant, everyone's eyes turned to Mr. Yu.

Mr. Yu's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

His eyelids twitched wildly, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily a few times.

That bastard!!!

He roared inwardly, wishing he could rush up and cleave Jian Wuhen in two with a single sword strike.

However, he dared not. To attack one of the temple's own people in full view of everyone—even he could not bear the temple's punishment.

Under the watchful eyes of so many people, Mr. Yu could only suppress his anger no matter how great it was.

He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and nodded to Jian Wuhen and the others.

That smile was incredibly stiff, even more unsightly than if a loved one had died.

"snort."

Jian Wuhen snorted softly, secretly pleased.

However, at that moment, the voices of two elderly temple elders talking in hushed tones drifted into Mr. Yu's ears from not far behind him.

"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this. I thought Mr. Yu would exploit those newcomers to the death as usual. It seems I misjudged him this time?"

Another person shook his head and chimed in, "I don't think so. There must be a reason why those newcomers came out unscathed. I reckon they must have some prior relationship with Mr. Yu, otherwise they couldn't have gone to such lengths. Others may not know Mr. Yu's character, but don't we old folks know him well? He's vindictive and ruthless..."

"That makes sense, that makes sense..."

"Hahahahaha!"

Although their voices were soft, everyone present was sharp-eared and heard every single word clearly.

Mr. Yu's face was now so dark it looked like it could drip water.

His fingers trembled uncontrollably, and his chest heaved violently; he was clearly furious.

Just as he was about to explode.

"quiet!"

A majestic voice suddenly rang in everyone's ears!

Everyone was startled and looked up in unison.

Above the square, a huge mirror appeared to be floating in mid-air.

A beam of golden light shot out from the mirror, landing directly on each person who emerged from the Thunder Pool.

The golden light swept across, as if it were probing something.

A moment later, the mirror seemed to have completed its task. Its surface flashed, and it transformed into a streak of light, flying away into the distance and quickly disappearing into the horizon.

On the square, Xia Jin and the other newlyweds looked at each other, wondering what had happened.

Only Mr. Yu and the old men of the temple looked in the direction where the mirror disappeared, a hint of awe flashing in their eyes.