The Story Never Ends

There are four big sects in this world; each ruling a continent. The Mystic Beast Sect rules over the North, Divine Sword Sect rules over the West, Heaven and Earth Sect rules over the South and Divine Smith Sect rules over the East. Below these four sects are the middle-grade sects. There are at least 4-5 middle-grade sects in each mainland. By asking people around him, Davion got to know some of the names of these middle-grade sects.

"Flame Crest Sect, Thunderlegion Sect, Vajra Sect, Golden Saber Sect, Ice Maiden Sect are some of the popular middle-grade sects. There are also many lower-grade sects. I heard that there are at least a hundred lower-grade sects. I really want to join one of the four big sects. But this also depends upon which grade of spiritual root I possess. As a protagonist, I will surely have a grade 5 spiritual root, won't I? Hehe..." thinking about the ceremony which is going to start tomorrow, Davion got a little nervous. "I should not jinx it. I should return to the inn and prepare for tomorrow."

The next day, Davion carefully took out the leather armor that he purchased from his ring. "You should always be careful in this dangerous world." After wearing the armor, he put on the white cloak that he used to wear. After making sure everything was ready. He got out of the inn.

In the streets, there were very few civilians. "It looks like the civilians know what day it is today. The city is decorated too". By using the Mind-Eye technique he could only see powerful individuals moving in the city. "Today is a special day that decides my trajectory in this world. I heard that the ceremony takes place in the center of the city. I should get moving."

When he was about to enter the center of the city, he saw an old man and a girl. It looks like they were enquiring about something over there. Seeing Davion coming, Nisha waved her hands.

"Hi, how are you guys doing?" asked Davion.

"Yeah, we are fine. So, what about you? It's been 2 days since I last saw you." replied Nisha.

"I am fine too but I am a little nervous. So, what is Oliver inquiring about?"

"He is enquiring what should be done and how the ceremony gets started." Nisha pondered.

While they were talking, they saw Oliver coming. Seeing Davion, Oliver smiled and asked, "Are you ready, young man?"

"Haha, I am pretty good. So, what about the rules?"

"You only need one low-grade spirit stone to be able to take part. I heard that they have built a big platform in the center of the city. In the middle of the platform lies an orb. Nobody knows what it is made of, but it is used to check your spiritual root. You just need to put your hands on it and focus. The color of the orb will change according to your spiritual root. White, yellow, blue, green, and red represent grades 1,2,3,4, and 5 respectively. There are legends that there is a black color that represents natural or holy physiques. But nobody has seen it." said Oliver.

While they were talking, the city guard asked them to pay the entry fee; stay in a queue, and enter the platform together. Oliver said, "Go in, and good luck to both of you."

All the candidates stayed in the queue after paying, including Prince Phillips and Princess Rosa. There were other influential people too. After a while, they finally saw a square platform in the middle. It was at least double the size of a football field. There was a small orb suspended in the middle. There were four big thrones in the front. Below those were a large number of small chairs. There was a large number of tents set up by the sects on the sideways.

"Damn, it looks really big. It looks like the four thrones belong to those four big sects and the lower chairs might be for the medium and smaller sects. There are many tents too." While Davion was thinking about it, he suddenly felt strong pressure coming from above. All the participants also looked up.

They saw those disciples from the four big sects coming. Behind them were disciples from those middle and lower-grade sects. After everyone took their seats. They could finally see their faces. Two people came from the Mystic Beast Sect. The leading person was at least 7 feet tall and wore black clothes, had big muscles, and golden hair. A boy with red hair and white clothes was standing next to him. On the next throne sat a fat person with black hair and a big belly, but nobody laughed at him because he is one of the disciples from the Divine Smith Sect. The other disciples were the ones that Davion saw them fighting. The male sword cultivator from Divine Sect and those females from the Heaven and Earth Sect. David was sitting with his eyes closed and sword above his head whereas Jasmine was sitting on the throne with her two junior sisters behind her back. Below them were a large number of young boys and girls from different sects in the world.

"This is really a grand ceremony. No ceremony from Earth looks like this. This is really spectacular." Davion thought.

They saw an old man come in the middle.. The old man shouted out loud, "Let the ceremony begin."

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