Yang Lingrui sat to one side and quietly waited for He Shenglai to finish reading through all the books in his hands.
"Eighth Level Qi Gathering. You've done well—far earlier than I expected. This disguise technique of yours has some tricks to it as well."
As the legitimate son of the He Family, He Shenglai naturally possessed quite a few rare treasures, allowing him to see through Yang Lingrui's disguise at a glance.
"It is all thanks to the Dynasty's and Lord He's support. Otherwise, Ling Rui could not have achieved what he has today on his own," Yang Lingrui replied.
He Shenglai nodded in satisfaction, swept all the books on the table into his sleeve, then handed a roster to Yang Lingrui.
"There are too many people this time. Only those at Qi Gathering Perfection may enter the imperial palace directly to observe the ceremony. The rest must pass a selection process to determine thirty official Spectator Seats. This is the roster of those participating in the selection. Their names, realms, and basic information are all on it."
"Yes, thank you, Lord He."
"The selection site is within the Dynasty Martial Academy. Come here at noon tomorrow, and travel there with me."
He Shenglai turned to Yang Lingrui and continued, "I think highly of you. The Dynasty also has great expectations for the Yang Family. Competition for the few newly vacant noble family positions is fierce right now. Whether you can seize one depends entirely on you. I hope you do not disappoint me."
Yang Lingrui rose and bowed. "Ling Rui will certainly give it his all and live up to your cultivation, my lord."
That night, Yang Lingrui carefully read through the roster.
There were one hundred and twenty-four cultivators in total, all in the Late Qi Gathering