Chapter 84 - Ranking (1/2)

Translator: CKtalon Editor: CKtalon

Everybody immediately rushed towards the goateed man.

“Everyone don’t be anxious. I’ll hang this golden scroll on the wall and let everyone see it clearly.” As the goateed man spoke, he walked to a wall in the corridor. He opened the golden scroll and hung it on the wall. At the same time, he laughed loudly and said, “Every person on the list will stay in Blazing Sun Palace overnight with one family member. Tomorrow morning, they will head to Archean Mountain for the final selection. As for those who aren’t on the list, they may leave.”

Swis.h.!.+ Swis.h.!.+ Swis.h.!.+

Many family members and friends used their movement techniques and rushed to the wall. They carefully scanned through the names on the scroll.

Some geniuses didn’t care about their pride. They also used their movement techniques to rush in and take a closer look.

Where’s my name? Where’s my name? A genius looked anxiously. He couldn’t find his name on the golden scroll.

Ranked 39th? That’s good. At least I pa.s.sed the preliminaries; I’ll definitely be able to shock everyone and get a spot in the final selection.

“Where’s my son’s name?”

“I’m not in the top 100. Forget it.”

Meng Chuan and his father weren’t in a hurry. They walked towards the golden scroll with Yan Jin.

“It’s fine. We can come next year even if you didn’t pa.s.s the preliminaries this year.” A man—that exuded old age—consoled his son. “You’ll be twenty next year. You still have one more chance. Don’t worry. You managed to reach the minimum requirement of all three a.s.sessments this year. If you cultivate for another year and experience another breakthrough, you’ll definitely be able to obtain a spot next year.”

“Dad, I’ve finally realized how many geniuses there are. Compared to them, I’m still very mediocre. I will definitely work harder when I return,” said his son in a low voice.

The aged man smiled.

His son had been very proud previously. After all, he had far surpa.s.sed his peers in his prefecture. He did things independently and acted like an arrogant genius. However, his son’s arrogance had been shattered completely. At Archean Mountain’s entrance examination, he was indeed a mediocre genius. Fortunately, he still had one chance left. He could try again next year.

“Clan Leader, I’ll serve in the military immediately,” said a white-robed woman calmly to a silver-haired elder beside her. “The gap between the others and I is quite huge. I have nothing to say about not being admitted into Archean Mountain.”

The silver-haired elder nodded. “Join the military and acc.u.mulate credit. You’ll still have a chance of undergoing the Life-and-Death juncture and become a G.o.dfiend in the future.”

The white-robed woman said calmly, “Either I die on the battlefield or become a G.o.dfiend.” Becoming a G.o.dfiend was her life goal. She had never thought of living an ign.o.ble life.

Many geniuses and family members left one by one. Since they weren’t on the list, they naturally had to leave.

“Impossible. I’m not on the list?” A colorful-robed youth looked at the golden scroll dazedly.

“Let’s go.” The elder beside him pulled him away.

“There must be something wrong. I should enter Archean Mountain. I have to,” muttered the colorful-robed youth.

“Admit your failure,” said the elder.

“I haven’t partic.i.p.ated in the final selection. The G.o.dfiends at Archean Mountain haven’t discovered my true potential. They must have made a mistake,” the colorful-robed youth muttered to himself.

The elder shook his head and sighed, forcefully pulling him away.

Most of the geniuses had to leave because there were only a hundred names on the list.

Meng Chuan glanced at the geniuses who had failed. They were either silent, crazed, or indifferent… They had all sorts of reactions, and he felt mixed emotions. Entering Archean Mountain was like night and day for mortals. Many people had placed their hopes on Meng Chuan, but he was in much better shape. Furthermore, he was only eighteen.

He wasn’t like the geniuses who were already twenty years old—where this was their last attempt at Archean Mountain’s entrance examination.

“Awesome, Young Master Meng.”

“Young Master Meng, you are ranked first.”

Before Meng Chuan reached the golden scroll, someone in front congratulated him.

“First place?”

Meng Chuan and his father walked through the crowd and finally saw the golden scroll. The words on the golden scroll seemed to contain a sense of pressure.