Jiang Lingsu

The many newcomers in the arena all shifted their gazes toward Kang Fulu.

Some with admiration, some with envy, and some finding it amusing.

Kang Fulu continued: "The information on the Five Peaks of the Shinguang Sect has already been circulated to all of you.

Now, those who earned Rank B or Rank C in the assessment shall begin selecting the peak they wish to join."

The assessment results were divided into three ranks: Rank A, Rank B, and Rank C.

Rank A was the best, Rank B second, and Rank C the worst.

Thus, those with Rank B and Rank C chose their peaks first.

Those with Rank B became formal disciples; those with Rank C became menial disciples.

Only those with Rank A were qualified to become true disciples!

As for those who earned Rank A, each one was considered a genius and required focused cultivation.

The main reason the senior disciples of these peaks had come was to converse with the few new disciples who earned Rank A and invite them to join their peaks.

"Senior Brother Kang is so impressive—joining Five Lights Peak is definitely not a loss!"

"I'll still choose Ten Thousand Laws Peak. On the path of cultivation, the Dao and techniques are key!"

"My dream is to become a medicine master. Only a medicine master can save the Great Shang. I'll join Divine Medicine Peak!"

"Battle Peak suits me!"

"Too bad Seven Colors Peak doesn't recruit ordinary or menial disciples. Otherwise, I'd definitely pick it. I hear there's only one Senior Brother there.

If I joined, I'd be the second disciple, and resources would surely be plentiful."

Before long, all those who earned Rank B and Rank C had chosen their respective sects.

Among them, Five Lights Peak had the most joiners. Aside from Seven Colors Peak, Divine Medicine Peak had the fewest—after all, not everyone could become a medicine master. Wasting decades without any achievement would lead to expulsion, so it was better to cultivate steadily.

Everyone had chosen their peaks, leaving only the seven who earned Rank A: four men and three women.

"Fellow junior brothers, how shall we select among these seven?" Kang Fulu spoke, his gaze fixed on a Black-Clad Youth—the one he favored most.

The others seemed to think of something and remained silent.

Just then, Zhuge Miao, the senior disciple of Divine Medicine Peak, suddenly said: "Before coming, the master instructed that Seven Colors Peak shall choose first this time."

Hearing this, Kang Fulu sighed.

He had originally wanted to conceal this information, as it wasn't public.

He feared Qi Yuan would choose the one he favored.

After all, Seven Colors Peak had only one disciple, which held too much appeal for others.

Joining another peak meant competing with a crowd of disciples, while joining Seven Colors Peak meant only one competitor.

And that sole competitor seemed quite unreliable.

The seven new disciples present all looked at Qi Yuan with varying degrees of fervor in their eyes.

Their faces seemed to bear the words "Pick me."

"Junior Brother Qi Yuan, please make your selection," Kang Fulu said.

He did not reveal the information on these seven to Qi Yuan; otherwise, if the high-talent ones were taken, his Five Lights Peak would suffer a great loss.

Qi Yuan looked at the seven present, his expression calm.

Since his master had told him to pick one disciple to add a bit of life to Seven Colors Peak, he would certainly choose a suitable one.

As he looked at the seven, some information surfaced in his eyes.

The first person he looked at was the Black-Clad Man, also the genius Kang Fulu cared about most.

Seeing this, Kang Fulu's heart tightened.

That Black-Clad Youth possessed the rare Light Spiritual Root.

This spiritual root was most suited for Five Lights Peak; cultivating the Five Lights Sacred Art might lead to great success.

Qi Yuan looked at the Black-Clad Youth, and a stream of information entered his mind.

This was an ordinary youth, but his reason for joining the Shinguang Sect seemed to harbor ulterior motives.

Ulterior motives?

Qi Yuan immediately dismissed him.

As for telling others in the Shinguang Sect about this?

No.

After all, three months ago, he had exposed that the Shinguang Sect's sect master was a spy for the Demonic Desire Sect, and he only got a few days of confinement.

Of course, that had much to do with his formidable master.

In Qi Yuan's eyes, the Shinguang Sect was riddled with problems everywhere.

This world is full of problems.

Since everything's a problem, none of them are a big deal.

Go with the flow.

Qi Yuan looked again at the girl in the goose-yellow dress, who seemed innocent and naive.

The girl blinked at Qi Yuan, her gaze carrying a hint of allure.

She was an ordinary girl, but her constitution was special. The Black Chicken Old Demon had set his sights on her as a cauldron, which might bring trouble to the Shinguang Sect.

Eliminated.

Qi Yuan turned to the remaining few.

This was an ordinary young man. He had trained for two and a half years, yet now had no cultivation at all. Deep in his consciousness slumbered a Remnant Soul. Before coming to the Shinguang Sect, he had called off his engagement with his Fiancée.

A protagonist template?

Better stay away!

In the films and shows Qi Yuan had watched before his transmigration, one had to keep distance from protagonists.

Whenever a side character treated a protagonist well, that side character was about to get killed off.

Someone like that couldn't be a friend.

He looked at the others.

A man with three legs?

Eliminated!

Male body, female heart?

The Azure Wave World hadn't updated its version yet—eliminated!

A mental case?

Too dangerous—eliminated!

Qi Yuan eliminated the remaining three.

He turned to the last girl.

This was an ordinary girl, somewhat mysterious, and seemed to have designs on the master of Seven Colors Peak.

Qi Yuan's gaze turned odd.

A rival?

Had to be weeded out!

The girl Jiang Lingsu looked at Qi Yuan, lowering her head with a cautious gaze.

When she saw that Qi Yuan seemed about to refuse, her expression grew resolute. She bowed deeply to him. "Senior Brother Qi Yuan, please give me a chance to enter Seven Colors Peak!"

Jiang Lingsu was not from the Great Shang Kingdom but had come from the distant east.

She was of noble birth and high status.

A sect like the Shinguang Sect would never have caught her attention before.

But a month ago, her bloodline awakened, granting her a chance to wield the clan's Supreme Treasure, the Universe Mirror.

In the Universe Mirror, she caught a fleeting glimpse of an apocalyptic scene.

Slaughter everywhere, countless cultivators falling.

Her father died in battle; her mother's blood stained the palace.

The continent shattered; the seas overturned.

Only the tiny Shinguang Sect, seemingly home to a master, managed to survive.

The Universe Mirror was a Supreme Treasure—what she saw was a vision of the future.

Or rather, a warning from the heavenly secrets.

So she came to the Shinguang Sect.

Before arriving, she had already investigated this sect.

It was an ordinary sect. The only thing unusual about it might be the master of Seven Colors Peak, whose origins were mysterious and whose cultivation was stronger than expected.

Unfortunately, she could not tell anyone about the future she saw in the Universe Mirror by any means.

If she leaked it, everyone would forget the memory, including herself.

So now, she bore a tremendous responsibility.

She didn't want to see her loved ones fall, nor the heavens and earth shatter.

She had to enter Seven Colors Peak!

Qi Yuan looked at the girl's resolute gaze and yawned.

The girl Jiang Lingsu immediately said, "If I join Seven Colors Peak, I am willing to serve as a maid or servant, to help Senior Brother ease his troubles."

Before coming to the Shinguang Sect, she had already investigated the master and disciple of Seven Colors Peak.

That peak master was utterly mysterious, a dragon that showed its head but never its tail.

As for that disciple, he had some talent and was a cultivator of the Obsession lineage.

Cultivators of the Obsession lineage all had some issues with their temperament.

Moreover, due to their "obsession," they neglected everything else and lacked someone to take care of them or handle matters.

Qi Yuan cast a faint glance at Jiang Lingsu and said slowly, "Agreed."

Hearing this answer, Jiang Lingsu breathed a sigh of relief.

For the sake of all living beings under heaven, what did a little self-sacrifice matter?