465: Chapter 465 The Yin-Yang Dao Envoy

Nie Ning turned to look at the gentlemanly man, his expression turning serious. "Kid, where are you from? How dare you touch my woman?"

The Young Man was dumbfounded by the bluff. "I haven't even done anything yet..."

"Then go ahead and continue."

Nie Ning made a gesturing motion to go ahead, then sat back down on his stool.

The Young Man was just about to unbutton his clothes when he suddenly snapped out of it. He wasn't that kind of person, so why would he suddenly behave like this?

Realizing what happened, The Young Man smiled slightly. "You are truly humorous, sir."

"My name is Harasu. May I ask who you are..."

Harasu extended his hand toward Nie Ning.

Seeing this, Nie Ning knew the show was over, so he shook his hand. "Bronk."

"So it's Mr. Bronk. I have long heard of your great name. Meeting you in person indeed surpasses all rumors."

Harasu said with an excited smile.

Nie Ning couldn't help but cough twice. "Ahem, your acting is a bit too obvious."

After all, he had never even been to the Chitian Domain, so where could Harasu have heard of his great name?

Besides, at this distance, even Eugene would have to fly for half a month. For news to actually travel here, it would probably take a year or two.

"Don't sweat the details. Meeting is fate, and we've hit it off right from the start. Why don't we..."

"No need, no need."

Nie Ning interrupted Harasu before he could finish.

He could tell that this guy was indeed very talkative, but he also seemed a bit unreliable.

Since he didn't even know what the situation was right now, it was best to avoid pointless pleasantries as much as possible. After all, what if the other guy didn't get selected?

They might not even have any contact in the future, so there was naturally no need to get too close.

However, Harasu didn't give up just like that, and even wanted to drag others over as well.

But many people shared Nie Ning's thoughts; they avoided this chatterbox like the plague, only giving him a few perfunctory words when forced to talk.

This made things hard for Nie Ning, as Harasu shifted all his focus onto him.

Nie Ning had some complaints about this in his heart, but his good-natured personality prevented him from isolating Harasu.

After all, letting Harasu talk to himself over there would be too cruel.

He treated it as a way to pass the time, and it was also a perfect opportunity to gather information and see what kind of people the others were.

However, after listening for a while, Nie Ning was shocked by the backgrounds of the people present.

They were either the descendants of ninth-stage powerhouses, possessed transcendent-grade elemental aptitude, or were Psionicists with special abilities.

Overall, ordinary people were extremely rare.

Even those who were just there to make up the numbers had at least high-grade aptitude, and quite a few had comprehended an Artistic Conception.

There were also young Rune Masters, researchers skilled in biological modification, powerful light element controllers, and exceptionally talented geniuses who had discovered new runes.

Almost every single one of them was an outstanding figure among those of the same rank.

Nie Ning was truly dumbfounded.

Compared to these people, could he even join the Yin-Yang Sect?

Although he didn't think he was bad, he felt like he wasn't much stronger than these people either.

Because what he had, others had too, but what others had, he didn't necessarily possess.

For instance, with their backgrounds, how could they not have powerful mystic tools on them, like his god-forbidden ring?

As for cultivation methods and witchcraft, Nie Ning had never had much of a concept of them; as long as he could use them, he wasn't picky at all.

But they cultivated the most top-tier techniques. He feared that a single ultimate move from them could shatter even his 'Death-Speech Curse Binding'.

What about aptitude?

Theirs weren't bad either; at the very least, they were likely high-grade.

Not to mention Artistic Conception—he was still in the starting phase, while they might have already reached an unprecedented stage with the help of various treasures.

As for the Strange Beast Body...

With their family backgrounds, it was only reasonable that they would have tempered their physical bodies, right?

Even the fifth-stage staff-wielding wizard he encountered when Yishi Mansion was fighting for the sky-walking tree fruit didn't have a weak physical constitution, let alone this group of monsters.

Nie Ning felt that his only advantage might be his ten-element fusion.

But to achieve a qualitative change, his Artistic Conception had to reach a corresponding level.

Thinking of this, Nie Ning couldn't help but lean closer to Amivika. She was probably the only one present who could barely suppress some of these people.

Yet, he couldn't help but want to complain in his heart.

These people's breath-concealing techniques were so strong that he had actually thought they were just ordinary people.

If Harasu hadn't mentioned it, he might have been sneak-attacked and killed if he had met them in the wild.

...

Just as Nie Ning and Harasu were chatting idly, Jeff and the others, who were also chatting, had slight changes in their expressions and stood up from their chairs one after another.

At the same time, the space at the hotel entrance suddenly distorted, and when it returned to normal, two strangers appeared at the doorway.

Jeff and the others quickly walked to the door and bowed respectfully. "Greetings, Lord Messengers."

Hearing this, Nie Ning and the others realized someone had arrived at the entrance, and they immediately followed suit, mimicking their actions.

At this moment, Nie Ning couldn't help but steal a glance at them.

However, they wore half-black, half-white robes, and beneath their hoods was pitch-black darkness, making it impossible to see their faces.

Many others were just as curious as Nie Ning. Just then, a powerful pressure spread out, causing the bones of Nie Ning and the others to creak under its weight.

'So strong!'

Nie Ning's mind shook slightly; this was far more terrifying than those seventh-stage powerhouses.

Unfortunately, Eugene had never shown his full strength before, so Nie Ning didn't know how they compared to him.

The pressure came and went quickly, as if it was only meant to test the people present, disappearing in just an instant.

"There is no need for such formalities, everyone."

An androgynous voice sounded from beneath the hood.

As the Yin-Yang Dao Envoy lightly raised a hand, everyone's bowed bodies were lifted by an invisible force.

Without any further nonsense, the Yin-Yang Dao Envoy had everyone stand in two rows and then slowly walked past them as if strolling through a street.

As the Yin-Yang Dao Envoy walked past Nie Ning, he could feel a pair of eyes watching him from beneath the pitch-black hood.

Although he had heard of the Yin-Yang Sect's recruitment method before, this was indeed mind-boggling.

For normal forces, recruiting involved aptitude testing, combat testing, personal talent testing, and so on.

After all, everyone excelled in different areas, so the same test wouldn't suit everyone.

For example, the Eye of Astral had over ten tests back then, and the exams had made Nie Ning himself anxious.

This method of recruiting by simply "looking" with their eyes was, it had to be said, highly unusual.

...

After the Yin-Yang Dao Envoy finished a round, they stood there motionless like a wooden statue.

Out of curiosity, Nie Ning couldn't help but activate his Super-Limit Fusion, causing different alien eyeballs to squeeze into his narrow eye sockets.

Under this overlimit vision, Nie Ning's gaze pierced through the other party's hood, revealing a pair of bright eyes.

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