As it turned out, the unqualified factions were immediately excluded from the competition. Though stringent, the rules were applied equitably to everyone. As a result, the rejected candidates, though crestfallen, took their leave without crying foul.
After all, the godkingâs officials showed no special favoritism to anybody. They simply followed their orders to the letter.
It was almost Fiendstarâs turn when a bald fellow from another faction wolf-whistled at Han Shuang.
âMistress Han, are you sure youâre in the right place? Do you have the requisite advanced gods? If not, you can add my name to the list. Provided you and me become one happy family, of course!â
The manâs tone was obscene, and his laughter even more depraved as he harassed her with innuendoes.
Han Shuangâs eyebrows shot up. âZhao, are you trying to take liberties with those looks of yours? Didnât they castrate you after you molested a woman a few years ago? Why are you running your mouth off when you donât have what it takes?â
The bald fellow reddened as he swore, âPiss off, thatâs bullshit! Why donât we find a quiet spot so I can show you?â
âThat Iâll decline. Someone will chop off that toy of yours sooner or later.â
âHehe, Mistress Han, Iâd let you do it if youâre into that sort of thing, but Iâm afraid your scrawny arms arenât up to scratch.â The fellowâs abuse continued unabated until a solemn-looking elderly official suddenly hectored, âOld Zhao the Seventh, keep quiet or Iâll kick you out! Donât test my patience.â
Insufferably smug just a moment ago, the baldy didnât dare make a peep after the official rebuff. He obediently tucked his tail between his legs, returned to his zone, and made himself scarce.
âLowlife.â There was no other way for Jiang Chen to qualify this kind of wretch.
âFiendstar Sect, youâre next.â
Her eyes shining, Han Shuang pronounced loud and clear, âFiendstar is ready for the inspection. Weâre at your service, my lords.â
Rather than a long-winded speech, her short declaration befitted the occasion. Her four elders in tow, she walked to the designated area.
Inside, some of the mansionâs core elders sized up her group.
One of them asked with a smile, âSectmistress Han, I see two new faces. Are they rising stars from your sect?â
âHehe, not exactly. They just tend to keep a low profile and rarely make waves. This one is Elder Zhen Huan, and this one Elder Zhen Shi. Theyâre uncle and nephew.â She turned to the two newest elders. âElders, these honorable gentlemen are notable figures of the godking mansion. Itâs a rare occasion to meet them in person, so you should make their acquaintances.â
Jiang Chen smiled faintly. âGreetings to you all, my lords.â
Jiang Huanâs cooperation came a little more grudgingly. These fellows didnât hold a candle to his light, but he had to act the part today.
The mansion experts didnât mind either way, seemingly not paying them much heed.
One of them smiled at Han Shuang. âSectmistress, Lord Crimsonwaters is adamant we stay impartial. So just in case, please donât fault us.â
Han Shuang smiled brightly. âDonât worry, I fully echo his approach. Equal opportunity for all, I say. You have my whole-hearted support.â
The mansion experts froze. Was her cordial attitude meant to soften them so theyâd loosen the rules?
Her response came as a surprise. Were the two unfamiliar elders enough to help them meet the requirements?
All would be well if so. Theyâd be pleased to see Fiendstar pass the inspection fairly and truly.
The procedure itself was simple. Each examinee had to infuse his divine power into a crystal wall that would shine with a number of lights equal to their cultivation level in the divine realm.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Seven lights would indicate the seventh level, the pass mark for the inspection.
First to step up to the plate, Han Shuang easily succeeded.
It took a little more effort for Elder Ge and Elder Xu, but they ultimately did their part as well. After all, both were honest to goodness seventh level gods.
Jiang Chen smiled when his turn came up. As he circulated his divine power, one light appeared on the wall, followed by a second. He slowly but inexorably reached seven lights, and in less time than Elders Xu and Ge to boot.
What did that imply?
The officials showed some surprise. They couldnât help steal a few glances his way, curious about this newcomer.
âSectmistress Han, your sect is going places, it seems.â
Han Shuang smiled back, feeling a weight off her shoulders. âYour praise is too high, elders. We passed by merely the skin of our teeth.â
Jiang Huan effortlessly kept his side of the bargain as well, causing seven lights to shine just like his nephew and ushering Fiendstar across the finish line.
âCongratulations, Sectmistress Han. Your sect has qualified. The difficulty was higher than normal this time around, so not everyone was as lucky as you.â One of the officials chuckled as he offered his congratulations.
Han Shuang beamed with joy. She took advantage of the situation to ask, âMy lord, how many factions have qualified thus far?â
She obviously had to fish for information while the officials were still in the mood.
âThereâs harm in telling you. Out of the five spots, three will certainly go to the strongest factions. The other two are a toss-up between five or six sects. If you can defeat two of them, youâre almost guaranteed to become one of the winners. But every qualified faction has met our standards. None of them are pushovers.â
It was more or less as sheâd surmised. But despite the challenges, theyâd come too far to give up at this stage.
âMany thanks, elders. Our sect will do our utmost to bring honor to Crimsonwaters and the godking.â She displayed just enough deference to stroke the ego of the godkingâs men.
If they werenât bound hand and foot by the rules, they wouldnât have minded giving Fiendstar a little help. Unfortunately, their liege had brooked no leeway. Any semblance of special treatment would be punished by death.
âThereâs no need to stand on ceremony, Sectmistress Han. Strength alone will decide the final outcome. Lord Crimsonwaters will be glad to witness your success if your sectâs powerful enough.â
âAnyway, our dayâs not done yet, so you and your men should go, Sectmistress. The competition proper starts tomorrow. Donât be late.â
An excited Han Shuang nodded. âOf course. Weâll be there early, you can count on us. When it comes to determination and drive, we wonât lose to anyone!â