Finally, the moment of the trial at the Misty Rain Tower arrived.
There were a great number of people present today.
Those who were going to participate in the trial included not only the first - year freshmen but also the second - year students.
At the Misty Rain Tower, there was an unwritten rule, which was the elimination system.
Both first - year and second - year students had to participate in training during every spring outing.
If a first - year student could successfully pass the trial, they would be promoted to the second - year level.
The same applied to second - year students. If they passed successfully, they would become third - year students; otherwise, they would have to stay in the second year. If a student failed the trial three times in a row, they would be expelled from the Misty Rain Tower.
This trial was held once every six months.
The third - year students were basically old students who had passed several rounds of trials. They started taking classes with tutors and learning some tricks of spiritual arts.
The fourth - year students were highly talented spiritual pharmacists who had won through multiple rounds of competition. At this stage, they could start taking on tasks assigned by large families and earn spiritual stones by completing them.
For the sake of fairness, spiritual pharmacists at each level were teleported to different places.
The first - year freshmen would encounter fewer dangers.
The second - year students might run into spiritual beasts and be in more dangerous situations.
The way to determine the winning side was to see which team's flag was planted at the highest point of the mountain.
Next, the students would be grouped. Each team would consist of about six people, and the Misty Rain Tower would issue different flags to each team.
In Zhao Shuning's team, there were Shuang'er, Sese, A Shui, A Yue, and a person whom Zhao Shuning disliked very much, Kong Shishuang.
Zhao Shuning was very puzzled. Wasn't she a second - year student? Why did she join the first - year team?
"Staring at me like that. Haven't you ever seen a repeat student?"
Hearing this, the water in Zhao Shuning's mouth almost sprayed out.
She thought that Kong Shishuang was an old student because of her arrogance before. It turned out that according to her grade, she was just a first - year student.
When the Meng father and son saw that Kong Shishuang was on the same team as Zhao Shuning, a strange look flashed in their eyes and disappeared in an instant.
Next, after all the freshmen and old students in the Misty Rain Tower were assigned their positions, a powerful third - level tutor, a woman, was invited to set up the teleportation formation.
The woman walked as lightly as a willow swaying in the wind.
As soon as she appeared, many first - and second - year students got excited.
Zhao Shuning followed everyone's gazes and when she saw the woman, there was an appreciative look in her eyes.
The woman's eyes were like water but with a faint coldness.
Her fingers were slender, and her skin was like congealed fat, pinkish - white as if it could wring out water.
Notably, her red lips were as delicious as cherries. Her long black hair danced in the wind, giving off a delicate fragrance. Her waist was slender, and her limbs were long. She had an otherworldly and refined temperament like a fairy.
The first word that came to Zhao Shuning's mind when she saw this woman was "gentle".
The woman was good - looking. Although her facial features were not extremely beautiful, she gave people a very comfortable feeling.
Shuang'er nudged Zhao Shuning and said, "Do you know? This teacher is the spiritual art training teacher for the third - year students. She is very gentle and amiable. It's a pity that she's only a third - rank spiritual pharmacist."
Zhao Shuning was surprised. "A third - rank spiritual pharmacist? Teaching third - year students?"
"Yeah, so the third - year students aren't very friendly to this gentle spiritual art teacher."
Zhao Shuning nodded. No wonder. To become a third - year student, one must have something extraordinary. Third - year students might be at the late stage of second - rank spiritual pharmacists. In the Eastern Wilderness, strength was supreme. It was expected that those self - important third - year students would look down on this female teacher.
"Dear students, my name is Su Nian. You can call me Teacher Su."
The woman scanned everyone with a smile and then took the teleportation list from the eight deacons.
With so many people, Su Nian naturally couldn't distinguish between first - and second - year students, so she could only teleport them according to the drawings prepared by the deacons in advance.
"Get ready. Please stand on the high platform. Six people in a team. Don't disperse."
After everyone stood still, Su Nian began to distribute the drawings to each team so that they would know where they were when they arrived at the teleportation destination.
Zhao Shuning took the drawing and just glanced at it briefly. Her eyebrows frowned involuntarily.
Why did she feel that there was something wrong with this drawing?
"Leader, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I hope I'm just overthinking."
One team after another stepped forward. Su Nian started to perform the spell, and soon those students disappeared into thin air.
It was Zhao Shuning's team's turn. The six of them slowly stepped onto the high platform.
Su Nian nodded to the deacon behind her, and a person stepped forward to hand over the drawing.
When Zhao Shuning saw the person handing over the drawing, she suddenly had a bad feeling because that person was Meng Hao.
But before Zhao Shuning could raise an objection, the formation had already started. Once the teleportation spell started, it could never be stopped.
The six of them couldn't move in the light column.
At this time, Su Nian's voice sounded.
"Something's wrong, Deacon Meng. The drawing you gave is incorrect."
"Teacher Su, what's wrong? Don't talk nonsense."
"The drawing you gave is for the Dark Swamp Pool. Deacon Meng, isn't the Dark Swamp area only for second - year old students? How could there be such a young child among the second - year students?"
"Teacher Su!"
"Deacon Meng, what you're doing is against morality!"
The arguing voices from outside came in. Among the six people in the light column, except for Zhao Shuning, the others couldn't hear the conversation between Su Nian and Meng Hao outside. Since Zhao Shuning was an alchemist, her spiritual power had already reached the third - rank stage. It was normal for her to hear the argument outside.
The Meng father and son wanted to send her to the Dark Swamp Pool to kill her.
Looking at Shuang'er and Sese, who were still very excited beside her, Zhao Shuning opened her mouth but still didn't tell them this cruel truth.
"Teacher Su, don't make unfounded accusations. I just discovered the problem with the drawing now. What can we do? Once the teleportation formation starts, it can never be stopped. Otherwise, these students will be in life - threatening danger."
"Deacon Meng, you're so despicable!"
Zhao Shuning looked at the teacher named Su Nian and began to feel a bit of fondness for her from the bottom of her heart.
Suddenly, it went dark in front of their eyes, and they couldn't see anything.