Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend-Chapter 951 - 11: Final Selection

After the incident with the temporary tent, even though Ye Lingyue carefully checked the surroundings, she did not find the assailant.

She also paid attention to whether any of the candidates were injured, but saw no one acting strangely.

Ye Lingyue was unaware that Hong Mingyue had been hiding in her own temporary tent these past few days.

"Useless garbage, a bunch of worthless garbage."

Away from the tent where Ye Lingyue and the others were, Hong Mingyue sat on a piece of silver fox skin, looking every bit like a female leader.

Beside her were a few young men and women with somewhat unusual expressions serving her.

Their eyes were somewhat vacant, with a look of reverence in them; these were the people controlled by Hong Mingyue using the Soul Searching Technique.

Among them were the robust youths who had previously deliberately provoked Huang Jun and slandered Ye Lingyue.

Their injuries had yet to fully heal, making them appear rather disheveled.

Hong Mingyue initially thought that with Ye Lingyue dragging a burden, and after she controlled over a dozen people, she could take advantage to bully her.

Who knew, the situation turned out to be the opposite; she didn’t know what wicked means Ye Lingyue used to win over so many people.

It was said that Ye Lingyue’s group had at least a hundred members.

With so many people, Hong Mingyue didn’t dare to make a move again.

She originally thought she had killed that little brat, to make Ye Lingyue suffer, but who knew, that little brat wasn’t dead.

Hong Mingyue had already found out that Little Di Shen wasn’t dead.

Things were going awry at every turn, Hong Mingyue fumed, and suddenly her face was in pain where she was earlier scratched by the Nine Dragon Roar.

"What are you standing there for? Bring me my healing medicine and the mirror."

Hong Mingyue had been injured for two days now.

Upon returning, she had already checked, the wound was only the size of a fingernail, and after using some healing medicine left by Chen Hongru, the wound quickly stopped bleeding and scabbed over.

Hong Mingyue was naturally beautiful since she was a child, though after using the Jade Toad Pill to alter her appearance, she was slightly less attractive than before.

But after learning the Joyful Union Skill, her demeanor changed, compensating for her appearance’s shortcomings.

Even so, Hong Mingyue was extremely protective of her face.

After receiving the healing medicine, she carefully applied it multiple times over the already non-existent wound.

Seeing the wound without any scars, she was overjoyed.

But at that moment, staring at herself in the mirror, her eyes suddenly stalled.

On her skin, once as smooth as a shelled egg, there suddenly appeared a fingernail-sized black spot.

The black spot was right where the earlier injury was.

"Why is there a spot?"

Hong Mingyue initially thought she was seeing things, holding up the mirror for a closer look.

However much she looked, she found that the black spot, like a birthmark, was growing near the corner of her eye.

"Ah!"

Hong Mingyue threw the mirror aside with a shriek.

It was that sword! There must be something peculiar about that sword.

Hong Mingyue remembered the Nine Dragon Chant, which attacked automatically without control.

The sword was pitch black, exuding a bone-chilling cold aura that made Hong Mingyue shiver to her core, could it be that this sword caused the black spot on her face?

Hong Mingyue naturally wouldn’t know that the Nine Dragon Roar was forged by using the Gray Fire combined with the dragon blood from Feng Xun and Wu Zhong, as well as various heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

These spiritual materials were all of absolute yin and yang nature.

Among them, the evil qi, especially the blood of Feng Xun and Wu Zhong, was refined into the Nine Dragon Roar.

The evil qi carried by that sword was unbearable for ordinary people.

Furthermore, this evil qi would gradually spread, and the black spot was only the beginning.

Hong Mingyue would be no exception.

After thinking for a while, Hong Mingyue picked up the mirror again.

Looking at the black spot near her eye, she wished she could cut it off with a knife.

She thought for a while, took out a box of top-quality rouge and face powder, applied it layer by layer, then covered the spot with her bangs, finally breathing a sigh of relief.

"Oh well, after the final selection, I will deal with Ye Lingyue and that little brat."

Thinking of the upcoming final selection tomorrow, Hong Mingyue’s lips curled into a smile.

Among those she controlled, one person’s elder brother had joined the Lonely Moon Sea some years ago, and through him, Hong Mingyue had long since inquired about the final selection content.

If the final selection were indeed as she had heard, neither Ye Lingyue nor that little brat would be chosen.

By then, they would become soft targets for her to manipulate.

Time flew by.

In the eagerly awaited anticipation of all the candidate disciples, the day of the final selection in the Lonely Moon Sea finally arrived.

On the third day, outside the temporary tent, the Fishing Old Man, unseen for days, appeared.

He changed out of his previous casual attire and donned a long robe.

"Listen up, everyone, line up every ten people in a column, later, in batches of ten, follow me to participate in the final selection."

After the Fishing Old Man spoke, everyone lined up.

Ye Lingyue, Little Di Shen, and Luo Yi formed a column.

Hong Mingyue and her henchmen also stood in a line.

The candidate disciples taken away by the Fishing Old Man did not return.

Some of them probably passed the selection, but the rest were unaccounted for.

The Fishing Old Man kept a tight lip, refusing to divulge anything about the final selection when he returned to pick up more people.

As such, as the number of people in the temporary camp dwindled, the atmosphere overhead seemed shrouded in a low-pressure cloud.

Even Luo Yi, who usually enjoyed banter, was now tense.

"Alas, I’m worried this might be the last time we meet."

Luo Yi lamented.

"What nonsense are you talking about, perhaps we all will be selected, even if not, we’ll all stay on the Lonely Moon Sea."

Ye Lingyue comforted Luo Yi, while behind her, Little Di Shen appeared carefree, the two seemingly unbothered by the impending final selection.

"If my parents found out I became a miscellaneous servant, they’d feel so disgraced. I also heard that miscellaneous servants can’t learn martial arts or interact with ordinary disciples. Let’s hope none of us becomes miscellaneous servants."

As Luo Yi spoke, the Fishing Old Man approached, his gaze lingering a bit longer on Ye Lingyue and Little Di Shen.

"It’s your turn, come with me."

Ye Lingyue looked around; only about thirty or forty people were left in the camp, and it was already afternoon, indicating that the final selection was nearing its end.

It’s said that the Lonely Moon Sea recruits a maximum of fifty disciples each year, it’s unknown how many of those taken first were successfully selected.

"Elder, wait a moment."

Just as the Fishing Old Man was about to turn and leave, Ye Lingyue suddenly called out to him.