"Our generation of cultivators possesses neither demon-subduing might nor unshakeable spiritual resolve, so how could we ever advance a thousand miles along the Dao Path! The sect selection rules are actually very straightforward and clear; disciples under the age of thirty are all eligible to participate."
"The Patrol Envoy will bring two special ancient stelae—one to measure the vastness of one's magic power, and the other to test the firmness and greatness of one's disposition. Those who rank in the top three overall will be the lucky ones taken back to the sect by the Patrol Envoy to be nurtured."
"The competition should be quite fierce this year. I already know of a few good saplings..."
Hearing this, Li Qingyun felt a stir in his heart and couldn't help asking purposely, "Shouldn't it depend on the Dao Bone Spiritual Root?"
Zhao Nianshen smiled and shook his head with an unfathomable air. "The Dao Bone Spiritual Root is merely the initial spark. To walk further, there are all sorts of unspeakable and unclear factors, such as destiny, disposition, and the like. The younger generation qualified to stand before the ancient stelae must have already walked through the initial stage, or they wouldn't even be able to withstand the test!"
After chatting a while longer, Li Qingyun finally left the Scripture Hall with a joyful look on his face.
Ancient stelae measuring magic power and disposition—he liked this rule.
If it were that routine business of touching Dao Bones and testing spiritual roots, then he would miss out.
He had even expected some cliché arena competition with flashing swords and shadows.
If it were arena spell combat, then he would undoubtedly be in his element. With all techniques perfected to mastery, how could it be child's play? He would surely crush