NOVPUB"Let’s go."
Ji Shaoli patted Wei Qizheng on the shoulder, his eyes showing encouragement.
Out of the secret room, everyone saw Wei Qizheng appear completely transformed, which caused them to secretly marvel.
It was unknown what secret techniques Ji Shaoli had used on him, but the original apprehension and tension had completely vanished.
In their place was full confidence.
Ji Shaoli and Wei Qizheng offered no explanation.
"My friends, as the city lord is awaiting, I shall take my leave first," Wei Qizheng said, giving a salute.
"Then let me offer my early congratulations to Brother Wei for your success!"
"Young Brother Wei, if fortune comes, don’t forget me!"
At this moment, the attitude of the people toward Wei Qizheng had completely changed as they eagerly returned his salute.
Wei Qizheng nodded slightly and left Haixuan Island via the teleportation array.
He Zhenghao watched the gradually disappearing figure with a sigh, mixed with a hint of pride, "I’d long seen that Little Brother Wei was no ordinary person and was bound to succeed one day. But I didn’t expect it to come this fast! It was not in vain that I took care of him in the past."
"It’s maddening how some people are simply incomparable. We’ve been preparing for the exam for over a year, and still, we’re not as good as someone who crams at the last minute! Alas..."
"Hiss. If Daoist Wei truly becomes one of the Thirty-three Chosen Immortals and ascends directly to the Unity-Path, wouldn’t that mean I can address the Unity Immortal Monarch as a brother? He won’t turn his face and refuse to recognize me then, will he?"
...
The reactions of the crowd were varied.
But most of them could hardly hide their envy and jealousy.
Only Ji Shaoli’s gaze flickered.
The Alliance of Thousands of Immortals was making such a grand gesture with the selection of the Thirty-three Chosen Immortals; naturally, they regarded it as extremely important.
To be on the safe side, he didn’t act rashly and place the Formless Killing Machine on Wei Qizheng.
Even the piece of the [Final Separation Disk] detached was an individual entity. It had no connection to the main body within his sea of consciousness.
It was silently recording everything it sensed around it, and only in the moment of its complete destruction would it transmit the collected information.
Such caution was to avoid Wei Qizheng being found out in any way.
For some reason, Ji Shaoli had a vague premonition.
Wei Qizheng’s departure was very likely to end in his successful selection as one of the Thirty-three Chosen Immortals. However, the chance to see him again was probably going to be a long way off.
Only a few cultivators from Misthaven Ocean knew that Wei Qizheng had been summoned to the Immortal Alliance Headquarters.
His departure was silent and unnoticed.
On the third day after he left, which was also the tenth day after the conclusion of the examination, the results were published.
Some families rejoiced while others were worried.
On Haixuan Island, however, there was nothing but laughter and joy.
"Six people applied, and all six passed! If this gets out, it’s sure to cause a sensation!"
"Hahaha, now those who didn’t join our mutual aid society will surely regret it deeply!"
In the midst of the cheerful atmosphere, He Zhenghao suddenly furrowed his brows and spoke with unmistakable concern, "What should we do if those green with envy report us?"
As soon as these words were uttered, the room fell silent in an instant.
"Surely... that wouldn’t happen?"
A flicker of worry crossed everyone’s eyes simultaneously.
"Heh, what is there to fear, my friends? If you stand straight, there is no need to fear a crooked shadow!" Ji Shaoli spoke gravely then.
"It was nothing but a bit of betting on the right questions! Across the entire Alliance of Thousands of Immortals, there are countless organizations dedicated to analyzing the exam and placing bets on it—our group is just one more, so what?" Ji Shaoli spoke with righteous indignation.
He Zhenghao and the others were momentarily at a loss.
Then they heard Ji Shaoli snort coldly, "Furthermore, what could they report us for? Leaking exam questions is a capital offense with severe punishments; who would dare to make wild allegations without solid evidence!"
"If there truly are some who can’t see the truth..."
"They might just meet their end before we do!"
This series of assertive words left everyone thoughtful, their worries slowly dissipating.
"Alright, let’s not talk about these unlucky matters. Now that you have passed the major exam, do you have any thoughts on where you would like to be assigned in the future?"
When registering for the major exam, there would be a preliminary indication of regional and positional preferences.
But the specific positions one is to hold still need to be distributed and decided by the headquarters of the Immortal Alliance.
It’s determined by a multitude of factors such as the Cultivator’s place of origin, realm, potential, and others.
Principally, most are arranged to be posted locally, while the elite are summoned to the Immortal Alliance headquarters.
However, there are occasional exceptions.
Like with He Zhenghao before, even though he could have found a governmental post in Tianyu Province.
Yet he was oddly assigned to this remote place in the Misthaven Ocean.
It was precisely because of the oppression from the Heng family behind the scenes.
Most Cultivators could only accept the assignment they were given when it came to job distribution.
For those with connections and backgrounds, however, it was possible to maximize their own interests.
Having been able to pass the major exam, everyone was already quite satisfied.
But after hearing what Ji Shaoli said, it seemed there was room to maneuver.
Therefore, everyone was somewhat tempted.
They each quietly sent a message to Ji Shaoli.
Only He Zhenghao hesitated, undecided.
"Daoist He, what do you say?" Ji Shaoli asked with a smile.
After hesitating for a long while, He Zhenghao finally replied, "If possible, I would like to go to Tianyun State. Tianquan Province is also acceptable."
Neither were Tianyu Province, yet both were very close.
Ji Shaoli immediately understood what was on He Zhenghao’s mind.
After pondering for a moment, he looked at everyone, "This major exam was special. I cannot guarantee the final outcomes, but I will do my best."
"Success or failure will depend on your own Creation!"
Everyone understood very well and thanked Ji Shaoli once again.
"Before the final assignment results are released, you should use this time to concentrate on your cultivation. If you can reach the next level in your realm, then things might be different," he advised.
He Zhenghao and the others all nodded in agreement.
With expectations set, they engaged in their cultivation with unprecedented seriousness.
Ji Shaoli, on the other hand, began to launch a financial offensive, attempting to plant as many stakes as possible within the Immortal Alliance inland.
Remaining in Misthaven Ocean, which was destined for destruction, held no future.
The operations involving his clones, through Jing Xuan, Oracle Son, Huang Fusong, and others to try and grease the wheels, will be set aside for now.
As the major exam came to a close, the attention of all Cultivators of the Alliance of Thousands of Immortals focused on the biggest winners of this exam - those who passed the preliminary screening and went to the Immortal Alliance Headquarters for the final selection of the Thirty-three Chosen Immortals.
After all, attaining the position of a Unity Immortal Monarch...
This kind of influence was incomparable to ordinary Immortal Alliance posts.
Some well-informed individuals quickly compiled a list of those lucky three hundred plus candidates.
Details about them also appeared before everyone’s eyes.
After some research, it was discovered there wasn’t much in common.
The cultivation bases of the three hundred plus selected Cultivators varied. From Foundation Establishment to God Transformation, all realms were represented.
From solitary Cultivators with no background to core descendants of distinguished aristocratic families, everyone was included.
The selection criteria of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Immortals were indeed puzzling.
At this moment, Li Fan was also holding this list, studying it.
"Uh, there’s no Shuo Feng."
"Nor the names of those true scions of the Immortal Alliance hierarchy I saw in the past few lives."
"..."
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