Tian rulu bit her lip, almost unable to suppress the jealousy and hatred in her heart.
But it didn’t matter. That Trash’s demonic Qi was in disorder, so it was impossible for her to pass the second round of selection. As long as she was qualified to cultivate the outer eight chapters, Tian Ruhua, that trash, still couldn’t compare to her.
If she was lucky, she might even be qualified to cultivate the inner eight chapters. If that was the case, this trash couldn’t be compared to her anymore.
Moreover, even if this good-for-nothing had really gained enlightenment, she still had countless ways to kill her.
With this thought, Tian rulu calmed down and focused her attention on the statue that appeared again in the ancestral hall.
The second round of the selection was different from the first round, which was arranged according to age. This time, it was a lottery.