3989 Luck
Ling Han felt a little regretful. He really wanted to fight Fu Huoyang, but unfortunately, he was stopped.
He kept a very low profile. After all, this was the Imperial Clan, and their background was too deep. Additionally, he was also in disguise, so if he was noticed by others, after careful observation, if they recognized his true ident.i.ty, it would be difficult to deal with.
Everyone had been teleported over at the same time. As far as the eye could see, quite a number of people’s bodies were glowing, as if they were G.o.ds.
There were really a lot of prodigies.
Ling Han only swept an eye over them, and discovered a great many powerful beings. Their battle prowess was all above Fifteenth Heaven.
Moreover, he also saw a few familiar faces, such as Lu Yongchang, Ni Wenbai and w.a.n.g Huazang.
Everyone was greeting each other. There were a few that were too extraordinary, forming into small circles with them at the centre.
Whether it was Lu Yongchang, Ni Wenbai, w.a.n.g Huazang or Fu Huoyang, they were all surrounded by people. Only Ling Han was an exception, as he only had a large black ox by his side.
“Brat, aren’t you a little too unpopular?” the large black dog asked in disdain.
Ling Han chuckled, “Compared to you, I should still be quite popular.”
Just look at these people. The circle around a few people were the largest.
Ling Han didn’t need to go over. He only needed to listen to their conversation to know the ident.i.ties of these people.
Zhu Chengyun, previously number one Cauldron Forging Tier of the South Heavenly Realm. He had now advanced into Core Formation Tier. It was said that once he stepped into Core Formation Tier, he had gained Four Heavens of power, so he was inconceivably strong.
Zhu Yixiu, ranked fourth in Core Formation Tier of the Galaxy Network. It was said that his battle prowess reached Twenty Four Heavens, and was the strongest Core Formation Tier of the East Heavenly Realm.
Yi Yuanrong, ranked third in Core Formation Tier of the Galaxy Network, strongest Core Formation Tier of the West Heavenly Realm.
Sha Yang, ranked second in Core Formation Tier on the Galaxy Network, the second strongest Core Formation Tier of the South Heavenly Realm.
However, the only one missing was the number one Core Formation Tier on the Galaxy Network. He too was a prodigy of the South Heavenly Realm. His name was Jing Hao. For some unknown reason, the Donglin Imperial Clan had clearly issued him an invitation, but he was nowhere to be found.
It was extremely likely that this Jing Hao was currently exploring an ancient site, and had cut off the Galaxy Network’s signal. It was also possible that he was presently in deep seclusion, and could not appear at all.
These prodigies were basically accompanied by their Dao Protectors, and all of them were at least Spiritual Transformation True Lords. Right now, they had all retreated outside the plaza and didn’t join in, giving the youngsters a chance to relax.
Why was the Donglin Imperial Clan holding such a prodigy gathering so attractive?
Being able to cultivate a secret technique was naturally one of the factors. However, this was also a good opportunity for prodigies to expand their social circle. Which of the prodigies here was not a top-notch prodigy? In fact, there were even heirs of the Imperial Clans. It was just that some of them were too low-key, and no one knew their ident.i.ties.
If one wanted to become the sect master of a large sect, not only did one have to be strong enough, but they also had to have a large enough social circle.
Thus, all the prodigies flocked to this place like ducks. Otherwise, why, when only one person would be able to cultivate the technique together with Chi Menghan, would someone whose abilities were obviously insufficient come?
Now was a good chance to form a friends.h.i.+p, so everyone naturally had to make the most of their time.
However, after forming such circles, some people appeared to be all alone. For example, Ling Han only had a large black ox by his side, and not far away, there was also a young man standing alone, looking completely laidback.
Ling Han glanced at him, and his first feeling was that this person was too ordinary, so much so that he overlooked him with a single glance.
However, if he was really ordinary, how could he have possibly been invited over by the Imperial Clan?
In that case, he was clearly extraordinary, yet even Ling Han couldn’t tell how extraordinary. This was impressive.
Ling Han activated his eye technique and looked over. Immediately, he revealed an astounded expression. This young man was like a divine furnace, with a terrifying immortal flame burning inside his body. Once it exploded, it would have the might to destroy the heavens and earth.
“Brother Ding, it’s not good to peep like this.” The young man’s divine sense was extremely sharp, and he had already turned to look at Ling Han, a lazy smile curling up the corners of his lips.
What a handsome guy. His face was as gentle as jade, and added with his laidback nature, he would probably be able to charm a considerable number of young girls to death.
Ling Han smiled, and said, “You know my name, but I don’t know yours. This is a little unfair, isn’t it?”
“Haha!” The young man laughed, then said, “I am Shen Yutang.”
Ling Han thought for a moment, but could not match the surname “Shen” with any major force. However, it was fine. When he made friends, he did not care about the latter’s background.
“Brother Shen.” He clasped his hands in greeting.
Meanwhile, the large black dog approached, and asked, “Have you seen Chi Menghan before?”
Shen Yutang shook his head, “No.”
“Everyone says that she’s the third most beautiful woman in the universe. I really want to meet her. Just how beautiful is she?” The large black dog’s imagination ran wild.
Shen Yutang couldn’t help but smile, “Brother Ding, your beast pet is really quite interesting.”
“I’m not a pet beast, but this brat is my human pet!” The large black dog was instantly fl.u.s.tered and exasperated.
At this time, elites from the Donglin Imperial Clan also appeared, telling everyone to make preparations. They would be divided into groups to undergo the first selection.
That was too fast, wasn’t it?
However, there was nothing that could be done. The Imperial Clan had already made their decision, so who would be able to oppose it?
Very soon, they began to divide into groups, with every ten people forming a group.
“The first round of the test will depend on your luck, young friends.” The Donglin Imperial Clan sent out an elder at the level of Sect Master. This was enough to suppress the situation, and even those Dao Protectors had to treat him with respect.
Luck?
“Luck is also a part of strength. In fact, it’s the most important,” the old Sect Master said.
This naturally caused all the prodigies to shake their heads. How was this possible?
Comprehension, hard work, and good fortune were the most important. What could mere luck do?
The old Sect Master smiled faintly and said, “The most important thing I’m talking about is naturally prodigies like you. When you have the chance to advance to the fourth pinnacle level, you’ll discover that the most important thing to become a Saint isn’t hard work or natural talent, but luck.”
“And if you want to become an Emperor, you would have to gather the fortune of the world.”
Er, hearing the words of this old Sect Master, none of them could refute him.
Indeed, with natural talent and a certain amount of effort, luck was really too important.
“Hence, the first test is a test of luck,” the old Sect Master said. “You guys will form groups of ten, and take turns drawing lots. Whoever draws a lot that has the words ‘pa.s.s’ written on it will be able to enter into the next round.”
‘F*ck! You can do this?’
Everyone instinctively wanted to object. This had absolutely nothing to do with abilities, and what was most important to cultivators?
Strength!
Whoever was stronger would be able to claim the t.i.tle of king.
But now? There was Foundation Building Tiers, Cauldron Forging Tiers, and the Core Formation Tiers mixed together in a group. This was very likely to cause a Core Formation Tier to be eliminated by a mere Foundation Building Tier. This was too unfair, wasn’t it?
“I’ve already said that your talent and effort are the best. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been invited. Thus, what we’re competing in now is your luck,” the old Sect Master said.
He didn’t care what everyone was thinking. With a wave of his hand, the test began.
Everyone had no choice but to draw lots.
How could they argue stubbornly with a member of the Imperial Clan?