"He really received the Ancient King Stele's acknowledgnt." Qing Cang was still in disbelief. After all, that was the procedure for screening the Ancient King's inheritance qualifications.
"Master..." He returned to the hall, where the Bronze Ancient King's brows were tightly furrowed, seemingly finding it just as hard to understand.
'Even Master can't figure it out?'
Qing Cang was startled. Although matters regarding class spirituality were elusive, the Ancient King Stele was not true class spirituality. It was rely a separated prototype used for preliminary screening.
As long as the Ancient King lived, the spirituality would not react to any other life forms.
However, if they truly waited until the Ancient King died to select a successor, the other sects and the Royal Court would have long since sward in and devoured them completely.
There had to be so sort of pattern to this prototype's screening process. He might not know it, but how could his master be confused?
'Is his compatibility with my class really that high?' The Ancient King pondered for a long ti, and this seed to be the only explanation.
But even he found it a bit absurd. This Su Chen...
Turning around, he looked at the absent-minded Qing Cang and asked, "What were you going to say just now?"
"Oh..." Qing Cang finally snapped back to reality and explained, "Su Chen's strength is formidable. Even Wan Chen and the others might not be able to beat him reliably. I suspect that he has taken on no less than five combat-oriented special classes, perhaps even more..."
"That many? At his age... A Dark Jade talent..." The Bronze Ancient King fell silent.
He realized that Su Chen's ability to beco the Chosen One of the Crimson Fla Illuminating Thunder Exalted was likely due to more than just compatibility.
"Qing Cang," he stated in a deep, resonant voice that seed to drift down from the heavens.
"Master..." Qing Cang hurriedly knelt.
"Take a trip to the Profound Heaven Sect on my behalf and et the Profound Heaven Ancient King," the Bronze Ancient King instructed.
"Are you planning to..." Qing Cang looked up in astonishnt.
"He still owes a favor," the Bronze Ancient King said coolly.
"Yes." Qing Cang hastily agreed and hurried away. "Su Chen... withstood the corruption of the Aberrant God's power. Could it be..." the Bronze Ancient King muttered to himself, looking down from the Ancient King Hall at the planet burning with raging flas.
In its deepest depths, faint black shadows seed to intertwine with the brilliant, golden flas.
Beneath the Bronze Tower, in front of the Ancient King Stele, the blazing golden pillar of light caused the surrounding illumination to dim in comparison.
It was not only clearly visible throughout the entire core district, but even the three satellite cities below could see it with absolute clarity. Countless people cast their gazes over.
So of the younger generation had no idea what was happening and rely stared at the pillar of light in sheer astonishnt, while the older generation burned with excitent.
"How could it be him?!"
Qin Tianlin stared blankly at Su Chen, who was bathed in the pillar of light. Unwillingness, disbelief, and shock converged in his heart, twisting into a blazing fire of jealousy that gnawed at his mind and pushed him to the brink of losing his sanity.
He had put in painstaking effort, never daring to slack off for a single day, yet he had only managed to trigger three anomalous resonances.
But this Su Chen had not only gained the Ancient King Stele's acknowledgnt, he had done so without expending an ounce of effort. He simply stood there,
and the Ancient King Stele seed to acknowledge him with desperate impatience.
Looking through the entire history of the Bronze Sect, he wasn't sure if such a precedent even existed.
"He..."
Wan Chen and the others halted in the distance. They had originally co to prevent any potential conflict, but now they stood frozen in place, offering nothing but bitter smiles.
Glancing around, the sect mbers who had heard the news of Su Chen and rushed over to see the new Star Seed's bearing were now staring blankly upward in dead silence.
"It seems... this is how it should be."
Wan Chen let out a breath, suddenly feeling an unexpected sense of vindication.
Even before returning to the sect, he knew that Su Chen becoming a Star Seed had caused so subtle murmurs of dissatisfaction toward the three of them within the ranks.
People thought it was an absolute disgrace that three individuals who had received the sect's finest education and possessed talents far superior to Su Chen's had failed to beco the Chosen One.
Even within his own family, there were complaints.
His mindset was relatively stable, and having lost to Su Chen, he had long since co to terms with it. However, he still felt sowhat bothered by the external criticism, yet didn't know how to refute it.
But now, he really wanted to ask those people: was it really so wrong that he couldn't compete with this monster?
At the sa ti, he watched as more and more people rushed over, standing at the edge of the plaza with horrified gazes.
"It just had to be Su Chen..." Ming Lin swallowed hard. Although Wan Chen had hyped it up earlier, he hadn't truly grasped the imnse weight of the Ancient King Stele. But looking at the scene unfolding before him, he was starting to understand.
He glanced at the dumbfounded expressions on Lin Yue and Lan Hao's faces.
'When the Chief ca, he even reminded us to be careful and cautious. He really should see this right now...'
Ming Lin couldn't help but think to himself. The slight unease and apprehension the Bronze Sect's magnificent grandeur had initially brought him completely vanished in the face of this spectacle.
What 'one of the top five sects of the Dust Star Sea'? What 'leader of the ruling life stars'?
'They can be as shocked as they want, but I... I'm already used to this!'
[Preliminary Candidate has successfully taken the class. Acquired class ability—Gaze: In the unseen world, you have been noticed by a certain spirituality.]
Just as expected... Su Chen felt surprised, yet also found it a matter of course.
'The Ancient King is still alive, so this selection process is very different from the Morning Star rank. I wonder when I'll be allowed to record it.'
Su Chen couldn't help but ponder.
Within the golden pillar of light, he could barely see anything outside. It seed to be carrying out so sort of modification on his body, leaving a tingling sensation that wasn't intense—in fact, it was almost imperceptible.
After a long while, the golden pillar gradually faded, transforming back into a stream of light that returned to the Ancient King Stele.
Everything before his eyes beca clear again, and he was t with pairs of eyes filled with complex emotions.
Countless people from all directions were staring right at him.
Not far away, Qin Tianlin stood with his arms raised, his expression dark and volatile, as if he were trying to embrace soone.
"Martial Uncle Su Chen?" A figure suddenly leaned in. He looked quite old, but the title rolled off his tongue incredibly smoothly. Smiling broadly, he said, "I've been hearing your na all over the sect and kept wondering when I'd get the chance to et you. Seeing you today, the grace of a Star Seed truly lives up to its reputation!"
"Oh... I'm Zhou Yunyang..." Seeing Su Chen's slight bewildernt, he quickly introduced himself. "I'm a deacon of the Artifact Hall."
"Deacon Zhou," Su Chen replied politely. Inwardly, he muttered to himself that this guy seed to be one of the people smiling the most eagerly beside Qin Tianlin just monts ago.
Zhou Yunyang chuckled. "No need to be so polite. If there's ever anything you need in the future, just say the word."
"For sure, for sure." Su Chen offered a perfunctory response. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Qin Tianlin's face had turned pitch black as he lowered his hands and turned to leave.
A few people followed after him, but the majority stayed behind. Exchanging glances, they all crowded around and began introducing themselves one by one. "... Martial Uncle Su, I'm a deacon of the Punishnt Hall..."
"... I'm a deacon of the Spirit Hall..."
Seeing these n, who were heaven knows how many years older than him, calling him 'Martial Uncle' with every breath, Su Chen felt a bit overwheld.
So even wanted to host a banquet for him right on the spot.
"Everyone... Everyone..." Wan Chen forcefully squeezed his way in and interrupted, "Su Chen hasn't registered his identity information yet, nor has he left a ntal imprint. There's no rush for banquets at this exact mont."
There were many things Su Chen needed to handle personally. Registering his identity was far more complicated than simply filling out a form.
"Wan Chen!" Zhou Yunyang suddenly rebuked sharply, frowning. "Show so respect. You should be calling him Grand Martial Uncle."
Wan Chen: "I &#&##!"
His face stiffened, and he almost cursed out loud. If Su Chen hadn't grabbed him and dragged him out of the crowd, he would have definitely lost his temper.
"... This Zhou Yunyang is the last remaining descendant of a forr Morning Star rank expert. He's incredibly slick and sycophantic. The rest of the sect isn't quite like that,"
Wan Chen explained with a dark face, terrified that Su Chen might think everyone in the Bronze Sect was a bunch of social climbers.
Su Chen nodded. Aside from Zhou Yunyang, the attitude of the others could, at most, be called enthusiastic—not exactly fawning.
Most of them were simply acting on the thought, 'This guy seems like a big deal, better get on his good side early.'
Lan Hao followed behind them, feeling as if he were sitting on pins and needles. He had finally realized just how foolish his previous hesitation had been.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he followed Wan Chen to the front of the Bronze Tower. After verifying their identities, Wan Chen told him to go inside alone.
"There will be a guide once you enter. I... don't have the clearance yet," he smiled bitterly.
"Oh?" Su Chen was a bit surprised. He had assud anyone could enter this place.
Stepping inside, the tal doors slowly closed behind him. The surroundings plunged into total darkness before specks of light gradually ignited, making him feel as if he were standing amidst a starry cosmos.
An ethereal voice echoed in his ears. "Greetings, Star Seed Su Chen. I am Bronze Spirit. Please follow my instructions to register your identity information."
"Alright," Su Chen nodded.
"Now beginning the input of basic information and physical characteristics..."
Interwoven screens of energy light swept back and forth from all directions several tis. Following the instructions, he opened his mouth, lifted his head, and even walked around a bit.
"Basic information and physical characteristics have been recorded. Now beginning biotric data input. Please squeeze a drop of blood into the container before you."
Following the prompt, a tal bowl materialized in front of him. Su Chen extended a finger, a small split opening at the tip to squeeze out a drop of bright red blood.
This was followed by the scanning of his irises, fingerprints, and even his voiceprint.
"Biotric data input complete. Now beginning ntal imprinting. Please relax and suppress any ntal impulses..."
Su Chen let out a long breath and did his best to maintain a calm state of mind. Soon, he felt a sensation akin to a probe piercing into his skull.
Of course, this was rely an abstract sensation. In reality, it was an intrusion into his ntal core, but the discomfort vanished in an instant.
'This ntal probe isn't just taking an imprint. It's likely also checking if I've been corrupted by an Aberrant God,' Su Chen mused internally before asking aloud what the purpose of this ntal imprinting was.
"To a certain extent, a ntal imprint can determine whether the target is deceased. Additionally, under circumstances without interference, it can be used to calculate the target's location..."
"Please rest assured, the ntal sample can only be accessed by the Ancient King himself. Others can only view it through standardized protocols. No one will be able to use this to harm you."
Bronze Spirit's level of intelligence was remarkably high, easily recognizing what Su Chen was worried about.
Su Chen nodded and waited quietly.
Soon, radiant light intertwined before his eyes, weaving together to form a tal bracelet. It looked like a spiritual pressure band, but far more delicate, its surface engraved with intricate patterns.
"This is your network communication terminal. It has already been registered with all public software according to your identity information. Within the local network, you can access the sect's basic information, make purchases, communicate with others, and perform other operations..."
"Through the sect's channels, you can also access the external network. Currently, you have unlocked the Star Seed clearance, allowing you to enter over ninety-five percent of the sect's areas..."
He was granted extensive permissions, and Bronze Spirit spent a long ti explaining them all. Su Chen accepted the bracelet and clasped it around his wrist. The size was a perfect fit.
He could even freely adjust its color. After fiddling with it for a bit, he pulled up a virtual screen. A dazzling array of various software apps greeted his eyes, finally giving him a sense of familiarity.
"Sanctuary Rankings?" He noticed a bronze-colored icon and clicked on it out of curiosity. The layout was very simple. At the very top was—First: Shen Yi'an, Seventh Tier, Star Seed.
Second: Wei Zhenghong, Seventh Tier, Star Seed.
Third: ...
Su Chen kept scrolling down. There were too many nas. Qin Tianlin was ranked twenty-fifth as a Sixth Tier class holder.
It wasn't until he reached the three-hundreds that he saw another familiar na.
Three Hundred and Fiftieth: Wan Chen, Fifth Tier class holder.
"Tsk..." The Sanctuary was the Bronze Sect's internal talent nurturing ground. It was also the destination that everyone living on the life stars under their rule most desired to enter.
Those who managed to enter, excluding the descendants of the sect's upper echelon, were fundantally all possessors of extrely high-tier dual talents. Su Chen scrolled to the very bottom but still didn't see the words 'Dark Jade'.
However, the age gaps among the people listed were massive. A difference of three to five years was considered minor; there were plenty of individuals who were ten or twenty years older than him.
For Wan Chen to reach this rank at his age, he was already considered quite outstanding.
'Oh right, I still need to clear the Nether Mist from my body.' Seeing the ages reminded Su Chen of this pressing matter. Having half of his lifespan slashed away for no good reason was incredibly frustrating.
"The absolute age limit for the Sanctuary Rankings is fifty," Bronze Spirit explained, considerately offering so comfort. "Star Seed Su Chen, you are still young. There is no need to worry about these rankings yet."
"You're pretty good at comforting people." Su Chen couldn't help but chuckle. He then asked, "How is this thing ranked? Is it purely based on who has the higher tier, or is it based on actual combat strength? And what kind of rewards do the people at the top get?"
Bronze Spirit explained, "That is not the case. If there is too much bloody combat, true grudges will inevitably form. This ranking exists to foster healthy competition, not to cultivate enemies."
"As for the thods of competition and the specific rewards, the rules are docunted above. It is quite complicated to explain. Would you like to go over it in detail?"
"No need, I'll figure it out myself." Su Chen dismissed it casually and turned off the virtual screen. It was quite stuffy inside, and since he had finished his business, he didn't linger any longer and exited the tower.
The mont he stepped outside, he was startled.
The plaza, which had been relatively sparse before he went in, was now packed to the brim with people. A massive number of eyes instantly locked onto him.
Curiosity, confusion, shock—all sorts of emotions were interwoven in their gazes.
"These people all ca after hearing the news," Wan Chen explained in a low voice, his scalp also tingling slightly from the attention. "Let's slip away through the side."
The corners of Su Chen's mouth twitched, and he had no choice but to nod in agreent.
They detoured around the tower and found a small path. There were quite a few people here as well, but none tried to strike up a conversation. They rely observed with imnse curiosity, making the atmosphere rather eerie.
However, before they had taken more than a few steps, the sky began to darken.
"Hm?" Su Chen halted in his tracks and looked up in surprise, only to see the brilliant, blazing sun in the distance slowly extinguishing.
"This is the Ti of the Dimd Sun. It lasts for twelve hours every day," Wan Chen explained.
"The Dimd Sun..." Su Chen was truly caught off guard. As the sun darkened, lights began to illuminate all around them.
"Does every fla star have a Ti of the Dimd Sun?" Su Chen couldn't help but ask.
Wan Chen's expression shifted slightly. After a mont of silence, he finally replied, "No, this is a unique trait of our Bronze Sect."
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