Tongming Hall Square.
A gilt Immortal Recruitment Notice had been posted, announcing vacancies for Immortal Officials.
Almost as soon as it went up, a crowd of Loose Immortals gathered to see what was happening.
The Heavenly Court's selection of Immortal Officials concerned the workings of the Three Realms, yet the very first requirement gave many Loose Immortals a headache.
Applicants had to be of aquatic origin, under five hundred years old, proficient in basic water Daoist Spells, and have attained an individual ranking of third tier or higher in a past cuju tournament held by the East Sea Dragon Palace.
All the above conditions had to be met. Not one could be missing.
Any Loose Immortal who knew the ropes understood that this was a hole dug for a particular radish.
The Heavenly Court had water-skilled Loose Immortals by the handful, but who would enter the East Sea Dragon Palace's internal cuju tournament for no reason-and happen to attain an individual third-tier ranking, at that?
"Ah, forget it."
"Let's go. We'd better get back to our duties."
"I hear you."
Most of the Loose Immortals gathered there had neither connections nor backers. Only through bitter cultivation had they managed to become Immortal Officials in the Heavenly Court. Their sole hope was to catch a vacancy overlooked in the recruitment quotas released by Tongming Hall's various offices.
And yet.
Once they read the requirements on the Immortal Recruitment Notice, the eagerness in their eyes dimmed.
One old Loose Immortal stared at the notice for a full half-cup of tea's time. He too had once commanded the winds and clouds in the Mortal Realm, mastered the Five Elements Escape Technique, and slain three hundred demons there. Revered as a supreme patriarch, he had lived splendidly.
But after he entered the Heavenly Court,