It was the beginning of a sunny morning in the center of the continent on the ascending planet Pristine. In that region, there were no walls or barriers anywhere. However, there had never been any invasion or trouble because it was the home of the Three Extremes Sect, where the most powerful cultivators on the planet resided.
The sect occupied exactly the central area, with a size of almost three hundred kilometers. Anyone who approached the region and looked towards the center in the direction of the sect would only see a distortion that could affect their mind and break their internal Qi; if they persisted, it could even lead to death. No one could enter or investigate inside, and only those with some status in the sect could move between it, depending on their standing.
However, in an area further north of the center, there was a small city connected to the sect. It was a city that had existed since the early days of the planet, where ordinary people could visit, live, and external trade took place. It was also located next to the entrance of the Three Extremes Sect, where the registration for the first recruitment test took place. And on that morning, four figures were slowly approaching the city.
Alm and Bruno had received all the memories from Anfi, from that quest in the coastal city. Anfi was an external disciple of the sect and had extensive knowledge about the sect based on his grandfather, who was an external elder. On the way, they explained to the three young ones about the place.
In the center of the sect, there was a secret place identical to the abyss of the evil cultivators. In it, pure Qi exuded, helping the sect members cultivate easily. The closer to the place, the more of this benefit existed.
So, the sect was divided into three large circular areas. The outer ring, representing 60% of the sect, was the outer area. Another ring closer to the center, with 30% of the size, was the inner area. And the region closest to the secret place, with 10%, was the central region.
The hierarchy of sect members was divided into External Elders, Internal Elders, and Central Elders; and of course, there were disciples of the three types and workers of the three types below them. Those who passed the entrance test became an external disciple, after a year and a half were required to take a test. If they passed, they became an internal disciple, and after another year and a half, they took a new test to become a central disciple. There were no second chances, and if they failed, they would fall to the worker level according to the disciple tier they were in.
Workers lived doing missions and minor tasks. The more workers, the better for the sect. But after many years and work, they could become elders at a level equal to the area they operated in, drastically improving their status.
And finally, those who didn’t pass the three tests to become a disciple but passed at least the first one could become a mortal worker. It was a lower-level position, almost like a slave to everyone in the sect.
This position was where almost everyone from the Divinestone clan or smaller clans started, and accepting it was a status symbol for them. They received clothes with the sect symbol, and everyone outside called them ’name disciples.’ After many years, they might have a slightly easier chance of becoming external disciples. In the end, after a year and a half, they wouldn’t pass the internal disciple test, but they would become external workers, a little better than a slave.
In addition to disciples, there were seven institutes in the sect. They were focused on important cultivation-related tasks, such as alchemy and forging, or very distinct cultivation types, such as beast taming or specific cultivation methods for beasts. The test was straightforward, with not many divisions, and disciples could enter if they were talented.
The status of institute members was equivalent to workers. The leader of each institute was similar to a common elder. Still, no one dared to mistreat someone from the institutes. They could provide many cultivation resources, which were essential for everyone, or had abilities that could save them or provide support in times of danger.
Those three elders who went to the Divinestone clan and whom Alm and Bruno killed were only external elders. Therefore, their cultivation was between the beginning of the Foundation Establishment Realm and the end of the Core Formation Realm (Chapter 45).
The internal region had a cultivation level similar to that of the dwarves with the high-ranking ones in the Heaven Stage Realm, and there was no other place outside the sect at the same level. But in the central region, everyone’s cultivation level was at the peak of the mortal realm.
"This isn’t like the evil cultivators; these idiots value appearances and status more and plot behind each other’s backs. No one is allowed to kill directly." The whale spoke, looking at Ruri and Loeus. "There’s only one rule if you want to do that; you must request a battle in the arena. If your status is lower, the opponent is obliged to accept the duel, and there you can kill. If you break the rule, you’ll be mercilessly killed."
The three nodded in understanding. Dealing with evil cultivators was simpler; they just attacked directly. But these common cultivators were sneaky, and they would have to be extra careful not to fall into their plots.
Everyone entered the city and found themselves in a place surrounded by gigantic buildings. Everything exuded wealth and beauty. Living or having a small area in this city controlled by the sect meant having an unimaginable status. Soon, everyone there was rich and flaunted it; appearances were truly everything to them.
The group moved with light steps. The city was full of businesses inside the buildings. They saw the most varied things as they walked, but there were practically no people in the streets. Everything was concentrated on the big event of the day, and a gathering of millions of young people was in the extreme opposite area of the entrance.
The whale and everyone approached and saw the young cultivators organized in thousands of lines, waiting their turn to take the first test. Everyone exuded an aura of fear and anxiety, and there was a variety of races and sizes. For the first time, Alm and Bruno saw various races from this planet.
They represented less than 5%, and among them were many beasts in human forms. But they could already get an idea of which ones had not yet been extinct, as entering the sect was a privilege for all races on the planet.
They identified 5 races that appeared in the diagram: Elves, Dark Elves, Orcs, Fay, and Grassrunners. Adding the ones they already knew existed: Ogres, Goblins, and Dwarves; probably 8 humanoid races still existed on the planet, not counting the humans, of course.
The group passed by the young cultivators, moving forward without caring about the line. Quickly, wherever they went, all eyes were completely fixed on the group. In seconds, all eyes seemed to pierce them; Loeus and Corin were stunned by that. But the whale just sighed; all the gazes were focused on a single target. Whether man or woman, everyone, as their visions passed by Ruri, got stuck there.
’She looks like a sacred fairy and attracts so much attention that our giant appearance has become something simple and casual.’ Bruno said strangely.
Alm snorted, saying, ’If we were alone, we would also attract attention, but for different reasons. Together we are like a divided lighthouse, there’s nowhere to run.’
Ruri just kept holding the whale’s hand and proudly arched her chest, making the two mounds vibrate in her neckline with each step, causing intense tremors in the hearts of the young boys. Seeing her so close to the round figure, the jealousy of all of them was ignited to the last limit. The women, on the other hand, sighed in the face of such stunning beauty, and upon seeing all the attention focused on her, envy welled up in them.
They moved calmly until it didn’t take long for the people in front to feel something amiss and turn to them. Soon, they were being marked by a sea of young people with piercing looks.
In that line, everyone, no matter the clan, waited patiently for their turn. The whale and the two guys behind were dressed in simple clothes like any common cultivator; Ruri was the only one extremely well-dressed. For everyone, it became clear that they were people of low status, and this girl must be someone important; few had seen someone from Montide before, as they were young. And obviously, it didn’t take long for a high-status figure from a big clan to move in their direction.
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It was a young master with flashy clothes, which made Alm and Bruno roll their eyes, as they had no patience for that. So, they simply made a quick detour without looking at him.
But he narrowed his eyes and, with a gust of wind, appeared in front of the whale and his group, looking smilingly at Ruri. "Miss Fairy, I am..."
"We’re in a hurry." The whale cut him off and swiftly passed by.
He narrowed his eyes and cursed angrily. "You degenerate ogre, stop right there!"
Crack!
Ruri instinctively, without any hesitation, moved like a shadow and kicked directly at the most sensitive spot of a man, without any mercy. As a result, the poor guy flew away, spewing blood. He rolled several meters on the ground, and his cries of pain and agony, resembling those of a pig, echoed throughout the previously silent area.
The people around gasped. The young fairy seemed pure and transcendental, but was quite cruel and venomous.
"Anyone dares to curse at him again?" Ruri said coldly, holding the arm of the whale who sighed.
"Who’s making noise here?"
At this moment, two external workers in yellow armor approached. Seeing them, the whale sighed again. These two had powerful and pure auras; their cultivations were at the beginning of the Foundation Establishment Realm, but the density was different. Cultivating, even if far from the center, gave them extreme benefits.
"I was just walking to the test. This trash stopped me and then cursed at me, so I taught him a lesson." Ruri shrugged and reported without emotion.
The man who spoke frowned slightly, looking from the whale’s group to the other man still writhing in his blood.
After that, he said coldly, "Causing trouble is prohibited! All of you are deprived of your qualifications to participate in the tests, get out of here!"