Villain Cultivator (Web Novel)

”Haiz. ”

Still being sleepy, Miaomiao dragged his feet, plodding toward the boulder.

Many failed candidates mocked and booed Miaomiao as the latter ’s lazy attitude insulted their hard work and their dedication.

One of them was a 20-year-old 3rd-stage cultivator, who managed to score 501 points and barely passed the first exam. He checked Miaomiao ’s cultivation base and laughed.

”I ’ve been receiving guidance from a senior inner disciple for 3 years, and I learned the nature of this test! It ’s not about your cultivation base, but it ’s the efficiency and the purity of one ’s Qi and Essence. The point judges one ’s Qi quality and efficiency. Any moron that hasn ’t opened and cleaned their meridians properly is doomed to fail! ”

The other successful candidate, who was also a 3rd-stage cultivator, also chimed in, ”Correct! I was born with 72 meridian channels, and I only scored 572 points! I ’ve seen many 4th-stage cultivators hit that boulder, but nine-tenth of them failed. It ’s not about the cultivation base, it ’s about one ’s foundation and true potential! ”

”Hahaha! This fellow Daoist is correct. Most young 4th-stage cultivators are silkpants brats that got their power by consuming a lot of pills. Those people registered for the exam through the casino, so what did you expect? They ’re just a bunch of spoiled wastrels from rich families. None of them worked as hard as us! ”

The crowd gazed at the two men in admiration as they agreed with their statements. They praised and saluted them while they looked at Miaomiao and Gan Ning in disdain.

Miaomiao ignored all the cliché comments as he had been busy daydreaming, thinking about the eyebrow-twitching moments and the white tiger ’s complications.

As Miaomiao ’s feet were slow, Gan Ning cut the line and stood before the assessment boulder. He had been wanting to try it once, but he always failed to attend the examination event as he always overslept or forgot about the exam date.

”Let me try first! I ’ve been wanting to do this! ”

Without waiting for Miaomiao or the elder ’s approval, Gan Ning gathered his yang essence into his right fist and punched it with all his might.

The impact caused a loud bang, and dust was blown by the wind.

The result was shown a second later.

2,108

”… ”

The crowd fell into silence, looking at the score in disbelief. The know-it-all critics earlier rubbed their eyes twice, doubting the result and their eyesight.