Yu Ruins!
Tying the "fortune" of the entire cultivation bracket from ten thousand to one hundred thousand years of age to a contest among "children" barely ten thousand years old was, to any clear-eyed observer, rather unreasonable.
Outside the Divine Treasury Grounds, cultivators from the various factions between ten thousand and one hundred thousand years old were all struck dumb.
They had prepared for thousands, even tens of thousands of years, all to fight for the qualification to enter the Yu Ruins.
And now, there was no need to compete?
What the hell was this?
It was basically impossible for them not to feel upset, stifled, and confused. After all, many had worked so long just for one chance to prove themselves and win more slots for their factions.
But now, they were no longer needed.
When the news first emerged, the various factions of the Hunyuan Prefecture had indeed stirred restlessly. Yet before long, that dissatisfied agitation subsided on its own, leaving only confusion and unwillingness.
There was no helping it. Everyone knew who had made this decision.
It was the Sacred Decree!
None of the other imperial kin, nobles, princes, or regional governors had objected. A mere group of young cultivators had even less right to do so.
They could only accept it.
At the same time, some rejoiced while others grieved.
After all, with so many people already eliminated, some had now completely lost their qualifications for the upcoming Divine Treasury Ranking competition!
For example, Haowen Academy. Under the Yu Ruins rules Qin Gonggong had just announced, Haowen Academy's former ranking would have been enough to snag one slot.
Now, it was gone!
After Wen Xinyi's defeat, they had fallen out of the top hundred, in an even worse state than the previous Hunyuan Military Palace.
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