Dao Academies

"Hey, that's easy enough." Dantai Ming slapped his thigh and took a cheerful sip of tea. "The exact format of the entrance exam changes every time, so let's set that aside. The number of people taking it—that's where things get interesting."

"This time, roughly thirty thousand people will gather before the gates of the Supreme Unity Mystic Sect to take the exam."

"And in the end, only about three thousand will enter the sect."

Three thousand chosen from thirty thousand?

A one-in-ten admission rate.

It sounded fairly generous.

But Dantai Ming burst out laughing, without a care in the world.

"Brother Lu, don't think those odds are good." He dipped a finger in his tea and drew a loose circle on the table. "The vast majority of those three thousand places have practically been claimed already."

"Claimed?" Lu Zhen raised an eyebrow.

"I don't mean the sect is rigging things behind closed doors. I mean sheer strength!" Dantai Ming spread his hands with a grin. "Think how deep the foundations of the Supreme Unity Mystic Sect's vast Direct Territory run."

"Then there are the scions of great families and peerless prodigies coming from other regions of Jinnan Star Province."

"They're the ones truly competing for those three thousand places."

Dantai Ming leaned back and crossed his legs. "As for us?"

"Even being generous, only the top two hundred in our Special Training Camp can have any confidence."

"Anyone below two hundred?" He shrugged, delighted by his own bluntness. "They're just going along to fill out the numbers and get beaten up."

Beside him, a burly, dark-skinned young man scratched his head.

His name was Shi Lei. He came from the Seven Ancient Clans and ranked outside the top two hundred.

A few people in the group privately thought he did