The fates of the thousands of disciples within this blessed land, one of the three major powers of the Daning Commandery Kingdom, have already been arranged within this great hall.
"There are twenty people in this second round of testing. The nineteenth is Yunya, and the twentieth is Yunmo. Yunluan sent back news that Yunmo was able to defeat Yun Xiao and walk out of the Deacon Hall space on his own. Feng girl, what do you think?"
A gentle voice echoed from within a golden-roofed hall nestled in the heart of the mountains.
The monk who was speaking wore a crown of nobility, with neatly trimmed sideburns framing his ears.
He had a rather refined and handsome appearance, bearing a seven-tenths resemblance to Yun Feng.
He wore a blue robe with a golden dragon coiled around his shoulder.
His aura permeated the entire space, giving him a rather mysterious air.
This is Yun Hong, an elder who is on par with Yunxiang and is second only to the sect leader Yunlong!
Like Yun Hong and Yunlong, Yunxiang was a core disciple selected in previous years.
He was proficient in array formations and talismans; he personally repaired the transmission array of the Jade Screen Sect School in the Boundless Wilderness.
He enjoys a high reputation within the Jade Screen Sect School, and is also the most powerful force among the sect's cultivators.
When the sect leader hastily convened the selection competition, Yun Hong sensed something was amiss; it was his senior brother giving him a warning.
In recent years, he has sent many people to the Deacon Hall. Yun Xiao and Yunluan were sent into the Deacon Hall only after he personally negotiated with Yunxiang.
In Yunlong's view, these family cultivators seemed to control too many resources.
Taking advantage of this selection competition, the sect leader wants to reorganize the sect's power structure.
Yun Hong naturally dared not confront Yunlong, but he also knew that his senior brother was merely giving him a brief reorganization and would not go on a killing spree.
For him, this was a warning, making him understand his position: whether to choose to serve the sect or to continue to seize power.
As a cultivator from a family, Yun Hong had no choice but to cling to the tree for survival, like a vine.
Now that twenty people have been selected for the final round of the competition, the vine needs to find a strong branch to lean on.
"Since Father has already made his choice, why ask his daughter again? The twenty people selected in this second round of trials are merely those predetermined by the Deacon Hall; the real competition will take place with the Sect Master!"
Yun Feng closed her eyes, her back to Yun Hong. When she heard her father's words, a layer of frost appeared on her pretty face, and even her words carried a hint of coldness.
Upon hearing this, Yun Hong paused slightly, his expression showing a mixture of shame, anger, and guilt.
His face was contorted, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times; all the previous expressions on his handsome face had turned into helplessness.
"Among these twenty people, if you say the others are just there to make up the numbers, I have nothing to say. But if you say Yunya and Yunmo are just there to make up the numbers, then you are sorely mistaken, Feng girl."
"During the selection process, Yunluan and Yun Xiao were both personally tested. Only those who passed the tests were able to stand out. Putting aside Yunluan and Yun Xiao, they couldn't even pass the test of Perfected Yunxiang."
" Sect Master Yunlong has decided to personally select the candidates. This selection is of paramount importance, a matter of life and death for our family's cultivators..."
Yun Hong paced slowly in the main hall, gently guiding Yun Feng in his uniquely gentle voice.
In his eyes, Yun Feng was his precious daughter, whom he had cherished for countless years.
How could he bear to be thrown away like cargo at this point?
But in order for the clan's cultivator group to continue, these vines had no choice but to climb layer upon layer like this.
If Yunya and Yunmo can truly establish a great cause, then the family cultivators and Feng Yatou will all have a good future...
" Yunya? Yunmo?"
Yun Feng opened her closed eyes in an instant, a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes.
She was originally a designated core disciple and didn't need to go to the Deacon Hall.
She wasn't particularly concerned when she heard that twenty people would be selected for the second round of interviews.
But when she heard her father say that he had "received the approval of Perfected Yunxiang," she quickly put away her contempt.
Perfected Yunxiang was always very strict in his selection process, and all the cultivators he chose were outstanding individuals.
They don't need to go through the formalities in the Deacon Hall for this sect's grand competition.
As a pre-selected cultivator, Yun Feng, like Yun Peng and Yun Feng, will have the sect leader personally conduct the actual selection process.
I initially thought it would be a selection process with Yun Peng and others, but judging from the information from Yunluan in the Deacon Hall, this selection won't be so easy.
There were too many prominent figures, which made Yun Feng's mind slightly chaotic.
She prided herself on her intelligence and stable cultivation level, but she didn't think she had much of a chance against Yun Peng and Yun Feng.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Yun Kun had already stepped down to the second line; otherwise, she would not have been able to enter the top three.
The thought of facing Yunya and Yunmo in person soon filled Yun Feng with apprehension.
If I truly cannot make it into the top three, will I still be able to control her fate...?
Yun Hong behind her, watching Yun Feng still trying to hold on to her spirits.
She didn't show a trace of childishness, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Even the daughter you cherish as the apple of your eye will eventually have to support herself.
If she fails to make it into the top three, the cultivators of Yun Hong's Jia family will inevitably become disheartened.
At that time, without the sect leader taking action, they will gradually disintegrate.
After all, compared to the guardians of the Boundless Wilderness, they were utterly useless.
A heavy sigh echoed from inside the grand hall, which resembled a colossal mountain. Yun Hong's handsome face displayed a complex mix of emotions.
Phew!
A long, drawn-out cry of a crane echoed through the beautiful mountains, and the frail cultivator deep within the mountains slightly opened his eyes.
He seemed to sense something from the cry of the crane, and his usually gentle gaze now held a hint of seriousness.
" Yunya, Yunmo..."
The frail Yun Feng silently murmured these words, his slightly solemn gaze piercing through the clouds and mist beyond the mountains.
They flew past the Deacon Hall until they stopped before a large mountain.
The cultivators who were entrenched in the mountains seemed to sense something, and they opened their eyes in an instant when the gazes were directed at them.
His thick eyebrows lifted slightly, and as soon as he opened his eyes, Yun Feng's gaze returned to him.
" Yunya? Yunmo!"
Yun Peng's raised eyebrows furrowed slightly. After noticing Yun Feng's gaze, he immediately activated his True Spirit Capture.
But Yun Feng dodged it very quickly, leaving him with only a meaningful message.
After Yun Peng's True Spirit sensed the message, his expression changed slightly, and the frown that had been on his face instantly relaxed.
After repeating the word a few more times, he understood Yun Feng's thoughts.
"Twenty people for the second round of interviews? It seems this selection process is quite interesting. I won't back down or hold back, but only you, Yun Feng, are worthy of fighting me!"
Once Yun Peng anticipated this, his mind made up, and his aura suddenly surged.
His gaze gradually sharpened, as if he could see through someone's thoughts through the endless clouds.