When Xu Yi arrived at Suiyang Hall, more than a hundred people had gathered inside the great hall, which could hold over a thousand at once. They were scattered into dozens of small clusters, chatting animatedly.
Xu Yi's arrival drew plenty of attention. Before long, he heard people trading stories about the joke he'd made of himself, sparking a fresh wave of discussion.
"Your character determines your fate. The kid's a duke's heir, and his talent isn't even that bad, yet somehow he's ended up dead last among all the candidates. What a wretched, pitiful sight."
Xu Yi took a moment to pity Zhong Ruyi. Then a large group of Menial Workers entered the hall and checked everyone's jade records and recommendation letters one by one. Xu Yi had prepared everything well in advance. He had already drawn out a drop of Zhong Ruyi's blood, collected by Dong Chao, and held it on his fingertip. When the Menial Worker came to inspect him, he calmly let the blood fall, passed the check without a hitch, and walked away with a Southern Pole Sect Token in hand.
There were quite a few Menial Workers, and the inspections were finished in a flash. They left the hall. Seeing so many Menial Workers—people who could be called ghost immortals or human immortals in the Tian Huan Star Domain—Xu Yi couldn't help but feel another deep pang of emotion.
"Brother Ruyi."
Xu Yi was tucked away in a corner, gazing out through the carved window at the mountain scenery, when someone came up to him and called out in a soft, sweet voice.
Xu Yi looked closely. It was a green-robed girl of seventeen or eighteen, with delicate features. Her long, narrow eyes lent her pretty face an extra touch of seductive charm.
Xu