After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 908: Face Slapping, Shocked (2)

Xi Jiang lacked the foresight and wasted this opportunity.

“Miss Si,” Xi Jiang reported his results to Si Fuqing. “The family head and the elders recognized my abilities. I didn’t let Brother Nine or you down.”

“Mhmm, good job,” Si Fuqing replied, her expression lazy. “I’m returning to the Mo family tomorrow, just in time for your next assessment. Remember the moves I taught you.”

Xi Jiang was thrilled. “Alright, I’ll prepare well!”

For the past few days, he had been training in “Eternity,” significantly improving his combat skills.

No wonder everyone in the Mo family wanted to gain access to the game; it provided substantial benefits.

After ending the call, Si Fuqing put down her phone and turned. “Uncle, Grandma, it’s about time. Let’s head back to Mo City. The day after tomorrow, I’ll send you off from the Mo family.”

Old Lady In, a high-ranking member of the In family, had a private jet escorting her on this trip.

To avoid drawing attention, Old Lady In told others she was entering seclusion at the Mo family.

Old Lady In felt a tinge of reluctance to leave. “Yaonian…”

In Yaonian gripped her hand tightly, his voice hoarse. “Mom, wait for me.”

“I will,” Old Lady In nodded, tears in her eyes. “Don’t pressure yourself too much. Just live well, and I’ll be content.”

She wiped her tears, composed herself, and once again became the formidable figure of the In family. “Qingqing, let’s go.”

**

The next day.

At the Mo family’s final assessment arena.

Father and Mother Tan were already present.

Father Tan hadn’t slept well for days. The thought that Xi Jiang might be expelled for failing the final assessment, losing his hidden weapon skills, and the possibility of their family being ousted from the Mo family made him as restless as an ant on a hot pan.

Mother Tan noticed his anxiety. “Don’t worry, once the results are out, it’ll be fine.”

“If the results are out, we might be driven away.” Father Tan couldn’t stay calm. “How can I not worry?”

Many people had gathered today. On the judges’ seats, the elders were present, and to everyone’s surprise, even Mo Yanwen had come.

The great elder personally adjudicated the martial arts assessment.

After drawing lots, the contestants took the stage according to the results.

This year, eighty-eight external members aged twenty-four participated in the final assessment. The format was an elimination tournament with four arenas.

Soon, the final four contestants were determined.

Mother Tan clutched Father Tan’s arm. “Old Tan, Xi Jiang made it to the top four!”

Making it to the top four in the martial arts assessment meant receiving focused training from the Mo family.

Father Tan was stunned, unable to react for a moment. His voice trembled. “How… how did he make it to the top four?”

The other three, including Feng Dong, had guidance from direct descendants of the Mo family!

“I don’t understand,” Mother Tan recalled. “He seemed to win casually.”

Father Tan felt like he was dreaming, unable to process the situation for a long time.

On the stage, Feng Dong was equally surprised. “You made it to the top four? Consider yourself lucky. But facing me, your luck ends here.”

The strength of external members varied greatly. Feng Dong knew that reaching the fourth position was Xi Jiang’s limit.

Xi Jiang ignored him. “Great Elder, may we begin?”

The great elder’s voice was stern. “Begin.”

“Xi Jiang, I admit you’re decent, but you followed the wrong person.” Feng Dong clenched his fists. “Let me show you the new boxing techniques I learned from Miss Chuyi.”

He formed a fist and launched himself at Xi Jiang.

“Bang!”

“Crack!”

Feng Dong let out a scream and was sent flying.

He crashed to the ground, his arm broken, coughing up blood.

Even as he lay on the ground, he hadn’t realized how Xi Jiang had struck.

What just happened?!

The great elder, sitting among the judges, saw everything clearly and couldn’t help but gasp. “Such a fierce technique.”

This was an absolute killing technique on the battlefield!

On the stage, Xi Jiang stood straight, unmoving. “Useless words, useless person, truly useless.”

“…”

The surroundings were silent.

Father Tan was dumbfounded, his mind buzzing, unable to comprehend.

When had his son become so formidable?!

Mo Chuyi’s expression was grim.

She had been diligent in teaching Feng Dong, sparing no effort, yet he was surpassed by an external member who had been a bodyguard for a celebrity?

Elsewhere, in the Mo family’s Mechanism City, hearing Xi Jiang’s words, Yu Xiheng opened his eyes and spoke, “Qingqing.”

Si Fuqing looked up. “Hmm?”

He leaned on his head, indifferent. “Corrupted, what do you say?”

Si Fuqing was silent.

How could I have corrupted him?

“Brother Nine, it must be you who corrupted him,” Si Fuqing glanced at him. “I’ve known Xi Jiang for less than a year, while you’ve known him for ten years.”

“Your influence is greater.”

“If my influence is so great, why haven’t I corrupted you?”

Yu Xiheng closed his eyes slightly. “Corrupted.”

“You’re being unreasonable!” Si Fuqing, not listening, pressed him on his wheelchair like a bully, staring at him intently. “Tell me, how did I corrupt you?”

Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow but didn’t move. “What if I can’t?”

“If you can’t, I’ll…” Si Fuqing paused, then threatened, “I’ll find someone else!”

Yu Xiheng sighed. “I’ll stop teasing you. Watch the assessment.”

Si Fuqing clapped her hands and returned to her chair.

As expected, Xi Jiang won first place in the martial arts assessment.

Father Tan stood up excitedly, his face flushed.

He had only hoped for Xi Jiang to stay in the Mo family, never expecting him to achieve such a high rating.

The elders knew that Xi Jiang had already created the prototype of the Unseen Needles of Grace and were very satisfied with him.

“This disciple is quite impressive,” the third elder stroked his beard. “Second elder, he has a talent for hidden weapons and is skilled in martial arts. He should be allowed into the main family and become a level one core disciple.”

A level one core disciple had never been awarded to an external member before.

Xi Jiang was the first.

The second elder and third elder actually didn’t know that when Xi Jiang became Yu Xiheng’s bodyguard, he was already a core member of the Mo family.

And this final assessment further proved his capabilities.

Feng Dong ended up in fourth place.

This was still a good result, reaching the rating of A, but he had been competing against Xi Jiang.

Xi Jiang had defeated him with a single move, highlighting the vast disparity in their abilities.

Mo Chuyi’s voice was cold. “Useless!”

Feng Dong lowered his head, his face red. “Miss Chu Yi, I… I… Xi Jiang, he must have stolen some technique!”

“Stolen?” Mo Chuyi laughed coldly. “How could you think of such an excuse?”

Without the permission of the elders and the family head, external members were absolutely forbidden from learning the Mo family’s techniques.

Moreover, the skills Xi Jiang used earlier bore no resemblance to the Mo family’s techniques.

The style was unrecognizable, but its power was undeniable.

Had Xi Jiang not controlled his strength, Feng Dong’s injuries would have been far more severe.

Mo Chuyi was equally perplexed.

Feng Dong opened his mouth but found no retort.

“Wait for the rating,” Mo Chuyi said coldly. “The most important aspect of the assessment is still hidden weapon creation.”

Hearing this, Feng Dong regained his spirits. He smiled. “With your guidance, Miss Chu Yi, I successfully created the Yin-Yang Needle.”

Mo Chuyi nodded slightly, her expression indifferent.

As they spoke, the ratings were revealed, starting from the bottom to the top ten.

Feng Dong looked up eagerly, excited. “Miss Chu Yi, I’m rated A, second place.”

Mo Chuyi’s expression finally softened.

Not bad.

After his excitement waned, Feng Dong was puzzled.

Where was Xi Jiang’s name?

The screen continued to scroll.

Name: Xi Jiang

Martial Arts Rating: S

Hidden Weapon Rating: SSS

Overall Rating: SS

Final Ranking: 1

The entire venue fell silent.