Mr. Chu, What Kind of Scion Are You?

Early morning:

The wind and snow seemed a little lighter than yesterday.

But they went on without end.

Chu Qing arrived at the Martial Academy gates early, ready to register.

He had thought there would be a great many people lining up here.

Instead, he found the vast entrance to the Martial Academy deserted, with no queue at all.

Fortunately, the staff receiving registrations were already in place.

They were servants, and they had prepared brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, tables, and stools.

When they saw Chu Qing, the servants visibly froze for a moment.

"Um... hello. Are you here to register, sir?"

Chu Qing nodded.

"Am I the only one registering?"

The servant smiled stiffly and quickly said, "By the usual pattern, these Great Figures will not arrive until the sun is three poles high."

"But we have to come early."

Chu Qing nodded.

A maid brought over forms for Chu Qing to fill out.

Chu Qing filled them out carefully.

The forms came in duplicate.

At the end, the maid took out an enormous seal and stamped them.

The Martial Academy kept one copy, and Chu Qing received the other.

Finally, the maid quickly said, "Mr. Chu, seven days from now, on November thirtieth, the Martial Academy will begin issuing assessment tasks."

"After receiving an assessment task, you must complete it before New Year's Eve."

"On New Year's Eve, the Martial Academy will hold a grand banquet."

"At that time, only those who have obtained proof of completion may enter the Martial Academy."

"Oh, Mr. Chu, proof of completion can be seized."

"The Martial Academy recognizes only proof of completion, nothing else."

Chu Qing nodded.

After thinking for a moment, he casually handed the maid a stack of Black Gold Vouchers. "Then... is there any general direction for the