# Chapter 2435: Reincarnation Priest
Lin Feng looked at Jun Moxi, shook his head and smiled: "Everyone has their own encounters. Coming to the City of Fate this time, I heard it's for the assessment, right? What exactly is this assessment about?"
"This assessment was established due to the turmoil in the Nine Heavens. It takes place once every ten years. The Fate Temple is recruiting core disciples, and cultivators of all realms have the opportunity. I heard that each realm has different assessment methods, but it will certainly be very difficult. We'll do our best and hope to have the chance, like you, to become core members of the Fate Temple." Jun Moxi said with a smile. During the last Nine Heavens Gathering, their strength was slightly inferior, but this opportunity is rare, and they hope to seize it.
"En. Without becoming core members, it's hard to truly access the Fate Temple. This time, we can only succeed." Hou Qinglin's expression was solemn as he spoke seriously.
"How much time until the assessment?" Lin Feng asked.
"Seventy days." Hou Qinglin replied.
"En. I'll take you both to a place first. It might help improve your strength." Lin Feng said to them with a smile.
Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi were both quite curious and nodded. Then they came to a cultivation secret chamber, shielded from the outside world. Lin Feng brought Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi into the Star World. His senior brother and Jun Moxi were his best friends. Lin Feng hoped this divine world could help them improve their strength. At the same time, he let each of them choose a Mid-grade Sacred King Weapon. With their Saint realm cultivation, they could already unleash some of the power of a Mid-grade Sacred King Weapon.
When the assessment date arrived, Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi left the Star World. Together with Lin Feng, they came to an illusory castle within the City of Fate. Just like the City of Fate Lin Feng had entered in the Small World back then, it was a blend of illusion and reality, as if it weren't a solid castle. Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi were led into the castle, while Lin Feng and the Prophet stood on a mountain range within the divine temple, looking down, able to peer into everything within the castle.
"Senior, what is that place?" Lin Feng's gaze swept toward a towering peak that reached into the sky. Above a cascading Nine Heavens waterfall, several old men sat with their eyes closed. Beside each of them sat many people, all looking down at the castle below.
"Those inspecting the assessment candidates and selecting core disciples. Lin Feng, if you're willing and see someone you favor, you can also take them as your personal disciple." The Prophet said with a smile.
"I'd better not mislead others." Lin Feng shook his head. He felt he needed to focus more of his energy on cultivation and wasn't suited for teaching disciples.
"The assessment has begun." The Prophet murmured. Lin Feng's gaze instantly locked onto the positions of Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi. The two of them, along with another group of newly entered Saint realm experts, were assigned to the same area—an open cave dwelling. The paths inside were very rugged, hiding some outer disciples of the Fate Temple. They were the gatekeepers. To pass through their defenses was to proceed to the next stage of the assessment.
"These disciples are also at the newly entered Saint realm cultivation level, right? So many people hiding in the shadows—it won't be easy to get through." Lin Feng said softly.
"To become core members, of course it's not easy." The Prophet said with a smile.
Hou Qinglin, Jun Moxi, and the others began their challenge. The rocks in the cave were a product of combining illusion and reality, and even Sacred Might couldn't shatter them, so taking shortcuts was absolutely impossible.
"According to this round's setup, each person will encounter at least eight interceptions trying to pass through the cave." The Prophet said with a smile. Soon, Hou Qinglin encountered his first interception. A fierce battle erupted instantly. Hou Qinglin's sword slashed with reincarnation, its power terrifying. He advanced step by step, as if the word "retreat" didn't exist in his battles. Even though his opponent was strong, he still insisted on burying them eternally in reincarnation.
"This senior brother of yours is a battle maniac." The Prophet said with a smile.
"Back when my senior brother hadn't yet reached the Martial Emperor realm, he once said, 'Without madness, how can one become emperor?' Although senior brother is elegant and refined, his battle style has never changed—in fact, it's even fiercer than before." Lin Feng said with a smile. Hou Qinglin's opponent was very strong, but Hou Qinglin was completely willing to take damage just to drag his opponent into reincarnation. Who would dare fight to the death with him? Soon, he broke through this layer of obstruction.
Jun Moxi also encountered his opponent. His battle method was even more direct and violent—letting his opponent attack his body, as if torturing himself, then counterattacking.
"Undying Nether King Body—he has the bearing of a Nether King now." The Prophet said with a smile. "At the same cultivation level, even if someone can defeat him, it's very hard to kill him, unless they're a top figure at this realm."
"These gatekeepers aren't strong enough. Otherwise, they wouldn't have passed so easily." Lin Feng said.
"Do you expect the Fate Temple to have core Minor Accomplishment Saint Kings guard the gate? That would be too unfair. After all, they haven't become core members yet. Combat strength is only one consideration. Once they pass, they'll be tested on their will and their martial dao heart."
In this round of battle, both Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi paid a considerable price, but they both passed.
"Senior Brother Hou seems to be perfecting a battle sacred technique. If he can fully develop it, its power will surely be immense." Lin Feng said.
"You noticed too. That's right. That battle sacred technique—I can vaguely see the shadow of that kind of attack." The Prophet's eyes were sharp. Twenty-eight newly entered Saint realm cultivators participated in this assessment. Most were martial artists from the City of Fate and experts from various regions who had rushed over upon hearing that the Fate Temple was recruiting core disciples. There were far more participants below the Saint realm than those at the Saint realm. However, only twelve passed the cave assessment.
Hou Qinglin and Jun Moxi continued forward, arriving at an illusion realm. Lin Feng didn't know what kind of assessment that would be.
"Next, they will face the Fate Temple's life-and-death fate tribulation. This round is very difficult—extremely difficult. They might even have to enter a state of mad obsession. When sinking into that obsession, they can only continue forward to have a chance to pass. Of course, it could also lead to severe injury, or even death."
"So terrifying?" Lin Feng's expression stiffened.
"It depends on how strong their will is. Cultivation talent and combat talent are visible, but will can only be seen through the assessment." The Prophet said slowly. They walked into the illusion realm, where nothing appeared. But Lin Feng knew that at this moment, they were undoubtedly experiencing extraordinary scenes.
Half an hour passed. One person let out a muffled groan, then spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale. Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat—they really were getting injured.
Soon, a second person was injured. He opened his eyes, turned back, and left that space, directly giving up.
Half a day passed. Of the twelve people, seven were injured or had withdrawn. Only five remained persevering.
"It really is difficult." Lin Feng's gaze stiffened. But at that moment, his eyes froze. He saw Hou Qinglin take a step forward. Layers of light screens struck Hou Qinglin's body, but a halo of reincarnation light enveloped him, as if countless images appeared.
"What is that?" Lin Feng's expression trembled. Light swirled around Hou Qinglin, as if reincarnations of lifetimes appeared.
"What a fellow. A madman whose will is strong enough to transform his own talent, forming his own constitution." The Prophet's divine eyes flashed like lightning, sparkling with brilliance. On the waterfall, an old man suddenly opened his eyes, looking at Hou Qinglin's figure, and said, "That person—I want to take him as my disciple."
The several old men beside him nodded one after another. No one competed with him. The Prophet's expression lit up, and he said, "Lin Feng, your senior brother becoming a core member is already certain. Moreover, he has a great opportunity."
"Who is that senior?" Lin Feng asked.
"He is an elder priest of our Fate Temple who hasn't shown himself for hundreds of thousands of years. People call him the Reincarnation Priest. He was already at the Supreme Realm hundreds of thousands of years ago. If not for the turmoil in the Nine Heavens, even the Temple Master would have difficulty summoning him back. For Hou Qinglin to become his disciple—this is a great fortune." The Prophet said with a smile. "You should understand what Supreme means."
"What types of origin power did the Reincarnation Priest fuse to achieve Supreme?" Lin Feng asked.
"Reincarnation's six paths. Heavenly fate does not obstruct. He became supreme on his own." The Prophet said with a smile. Lin Feng's heart trembled upon hearing this, and a smile appeared on his face. He didn't expect his senior brother to have such an opportunity.
"In the second round, he transcended himself and formed his own constitution. The third round's outcome is already without suspense. The path of asking the heart will surely be smooth." As the Prophet spoke, Hou Qinglin indeed easily walked out of that castle, appearing in the void. He looked at the crowd with a puzzled expression.
"Senior brother, congratulations." Lin Feng transmitted to Hou Qinglin. At this moment, Hou Qinglin was still confused, only knowing that he had become different.
"You, come here." The Reincarnation Priest spoke to Hou Qinglin from the void. Hou Qinglin looked at him, but Lin Feng transmitted: "Senior brother, that is a Supreme Realm expert of our Fate Temple. Go quickly."
Hou Qinglin was startled. Then he walked forward, stopping before the man, and bowed slightly: "Hou Qinglin pays respects to senior."
"Are you willing to be my disciple?" The old man opened his eyes and asked Hou Qinglin with a smile.
Hou Qinglin's expression froze. Then he said: "Junior once had masters in the past. Two masters are like fathers to me. Without their consent, I cannot take another senior as my master."
Lin Feng's expression froze, a strange look appearing on his face. Then, a smile spread across his face. Senior Brother Hou was still the same Senior Brother Hou as before.
"Good. Facing me, you still don't forget your former masters. That is rare and commendable. Come with me. I won't force you." Although the Reincarnation Priest felt somewhat frustrated—his offer to take a disciple had been rejected—he truly liked this kind of character.
"Thank you, senior." Hou Qinglin bowed. Then he glanced at Lin Feng and followed the Reincarnation Priest into the Fate Temple.