Chapter 11: Talent Test

Translator: Henyee Translations

Editor: Henyee Translations

“Who’s that girl? Why is she still taking the talent test at her age?”

“Haha, I reckon she tested horribly in previous years, so she wanted to come and see if she has improved over the years. It’s just that talent isn’t strength. How could time possibly make any difference?”

“But why does this girl look so familiar? I seem to have seen her somewhere…”

Everyone inspected Mu Ruyue, who was standing in line, and hints of surprise popped into the depths of their eyes. They couldn’t resist exchanging whispers, but their gazes directed at her were tinged with plain derision.

Wasn’t she embarrassed to perform the talent test now that she was a teenager?

It was no wonder that no one recognized Mu Ruyue. Although she was considered a public figure a few years ago for being Feng City’s top good-for-nothing and the fiancée of His Royal Highness, she was greeted with sneers and even scorn and insults whenever she appeared in public. Unable to bear it, Mu Ruyue hadn’t appeared in public for years.

It was for this reason that the public’s memory of her had faded away.

“Huh, I remember her,” a voice suddenly exclaimed in surprise, “Isn’t she Mu Ruyue of the Mu family? I went to visit Mu Ting’er at the Mu Residence not long ago and saw her.”

“What, that first waste, the disgrace of the Mu family?”

After this, all eyes neatly fell on Mu Ruyue again with even more ridicule.

Even if a waste was tested a hundred times, the fact that she was a waste wouldn’t change.

Under the crowd’s piercing contempt, a sweet little girl came out with disappointment evident on her face. Her test results were evidently unsatisfactory.

However, Qingyun School had always kept the test results confidential, so no one knew how badly she tested.

“Girl, it’s your turn,” the guide gave her a look and addressed Mu Ruyue then turned to lead her into the hall.

Inside the spacious hall, a bronze stone was placed in the middle, while an old man with a white beard was sitting in the middle of the hall, resting his eyes. It wasn’t until Mu Ruyue walked in that he opened his eyes unhurriedly.

His indifferent eyes swept over Mu Ruyue. He lightly stroked his beard and instructed her unhurriedly, “Do you know how to circulate energy? Walk over to the stone, put your hand on it and try circulating it.”

Following the old man’s instructions, Mu Ruyue placed her hand on top of the stone as she slowly closed her eyes and began to channel vital energy into her thin palm.

Hua!

A brilliant red glow suddenly radiated from the bronze stone.

The test stone could reveal several levels, namely red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple; red was the worst, while purple was the strongest. The legendary level was colorless.

Yes, colorlessness was the absence of color, and it symbolized the strongest talent.

“Red.” The old man’s face didn’t change in any particular way. After all, red talents on this continent were the most numerous.

Such individuals weren’t well-suited for cultivation. And even if they tried, they wouldn’t achieve much.

Just as he was about to call for the next person, the red glow suddenly changed.

Orange, no kidding. She went from red to orange!

The old man’s jaws dropped in astonishment. Wasn’t the result on the test stone supposed to flash at once? When had the color ever changed? This was truly abnormal.

Nevertheless, the changing of colors didn’t stop there.

Yellow, green, cyan, blue…

The old man’s expression gradually numbed. His mouth stiffened and he couldn’t utter even a word. Fortunately, the change had stabilized by the time it reached blue, but still, he was struck dumb.

Fifteen years ago, Qingyun School had taken in an inner disciple named Ye Tianfeng in Feng City. Master Tian Yuan eventually accepted him as his disciple, but that kid was just cyan.

Good thing everything’s all over, though.

The old man picked up the teacup next to him in an attempt to suppress his shock, but the next scene that unfolded shook his hand and he almost spilled his tea.

Purple!

The color turned purple!

The old man took a deep breath. A purple gifted genius—there were only a few on the continent, right?

However, the stone was far from finished changing colors.

He saw the purple glow on the test stone waning little by little, but Mu Ruyue’s hand remained on top of the stone. If the glow disappeared because she removed her hand, that would be normal. But with her hand still pressed on the stone, the purple glow shouldn’t have disappeared.

Unless this was another state.

“CRASH!”

The teacup slipped from the old man’s hand and fell to the ground, shattering into numerous pieces. God knew how much he once treasured his cup. But now, even when his beloved teacup was shattered, he ignored it. His eyes were dead set on Mu Ruyue.