"What was the situation with the Wash Heart Pool Trial?"
"Just as you predicted... those Transcendents without any faction or backing were unable to seize this opportunity even after obtaining it. Fewer than one in ten managed to pass the Wash Heart Pool's test."
The Grand Elder headed toward the temple as he listened to the Judicator's report.
"The independent cultivators selected during the preliminary screening have basically completed their trials. Many could not even withstand the mental pressure inherent in the Wash Heart Pool's water and could only withdraw."
The Judicator smiled. "Those independent cultivators have returned now. Next come the trials for the major delegations."
"Good."
The Grand Elder nodded.
Given his status, and the preciousness of his "blood," how could he possibly waste time supervising the trials of ordinary Transcendents?
If some once-in-ten-thousand genius truly emerged among those independent cultivators, he could pay attention then.
The Grand Elder asked, "Have the people from the delegations all arrived?"
The Judicator replied respectfully, "They have. They're all waiting for you."
"Mm... has Song Ci arrived?"
After pondering for a moment, the Grand Elder suddenly mentioned a name.
The Judicator's tone was somewhat complicated. "He has, and he arrived the earliest. Is he the legendary Apostle?"
The Grand Elder raised a brow. "What, is there a problem?"
"That Song fellow... is rather strange."
The Judicator thought long and hard, truly unsure how to describe it. In the end, he could only say helplessly, "Grand Elder, you'll understand once you see him."
The so-called Wash Heart Pool Trial was not actually as complicated as it sounded.
Back when the City of Light had been built around Sunset Mountain and Red Lake, there had been a sunken pit on the shaded side of the mountain. Later, the God of Light's Throne used