PS: Happy birthday!
Tianxin Pavilion's assessment was finally about to begin. As word spread, the True Disciples lingering in the Sea of Flowers slowly began to gather. This was what they most wanted to learn about.
For hundreds of years, Tianxin Pavilion had controlled the selection of Constellation True Disciples, yet had never offered a convincing reason for its choices. Although every Constellation True Disciple selected had lived up to the title, doubts over this opaque process were still unavoidable. Without a standard everyone could see, there was always the possibility of dealings behind closed doors.
This was only natural. No one could silence the cultivators' many mouths.
Resentment bottled up for hundreds of years had finally found a chance for release. Two Constellation True Disciples had ascended to the Upper Realm in succession, yet Tianxin Pavilion could not immediately produce convincing replacements. Under these circumstances, the major powers had cast aside their prejudices. Daoist, Buddhist, demonic, or unorthodox, they had all gathered here to force Tianxin Pavilion to lay its cards on the table.
Either it suppressed them through strength, or it changed the rules, allowing all the continent's traditions to influence the decisions and breaking Tianxin Pavilion and the Taihao Sect's monopoly over the rankings.
Thus, this was actually an organized plot. With so many True Disciples flocking here at the news, how could there be no masterminds behind them?
The Wu Sect and Guo Sect were particularly vocal. Having lost their own Constellation True Disciple positions, they naturally believed that their other True Disciples ought to take those places in order, and so on.
Every effect had its cause. Such, more or less, were matters in cultivation.
Thus, after these True Disciples had selected the nineteen strongest among them through contests over the preceding days, those nineteen