Standing next to the sphere, Lu Huaizhou suddenly uttered a puzzled sound: "Huh...?"

"Senior Brother Lu, what's wrong?" Upon hearing this, the woman holding the pen and registering suddenly craned her neck and looked at Lu Huaizhou.

"Seventeen years old, peak Spirit Master level. A promising talent." Lu Huaizhou's tone carried a hint of a smile.

The woman in front of them was the best one they had detected that day.

"Peak Spirit Master?! Impossible..." the woman exclaimed in disbelief.

Immediately, the way he looked at Lin Jingge changed.

"Junior Sister Qing, you'd better work hard. Not only is she younger than you, but her cultivation level is also higher." Lu Huaizhou said this as a joke, but he didn't notice his junior sister's increasingly distorted expression.

After Lin Jingge finished her test, she stopped and went to the table to register.

She was quite perceptive of people's attitudes, especially since the woman registering her name made no attempt to hide her dislike for her.

The other party slammed their identification card heavily on the table.

"Remember to come to the competition tomorrow morning." The woman's attitude was perfunctory, and her tone wasn't much better.

Lin Jingge frowned slightly, but said nothing. She raised her hand to put away her identity token and then left.

Lu Huaizhou, who was observing bone age, noticed something amiss and asked a question out of curiosity.

"Ah..." Caught off guard by the sudden question, the woman almost lost her composure, then quickly explained, "It's nothing, I'm just a little tired."

...

Lin Jingge received her identity token and hurriedly returned to the inn.

"How is it?" Upon seeing Lin Jingge, Granny Lin quickly got up to greet her.

"I've already registered, but there's a competition tomorrow." Lin Jingge handed the identity token she was holding to Granny Lin.

Grandma Lin held the identity card in her hand, looking at it with great affection.

Then, as if realizing something, he asked, "A competition? What competition?"

"The number of participants this year is several times higher than in previous years, and the competition has been reopened."

Lin Jingge heard about this from people around her.

It means that among all the participants on the grand arena, the last one hundred who remain can enter the Cloud Cauldron Continent.

It's not that the Yunding Sect can't recruit that many people; after all, they recruit people only to send disciples to the various sects of the Yunding Continent.

The formation is still limited, allowing only a little over a hundred people to pass through.

Grandma Lin handed the identity card to Lin Jingge, telling her to keep it safe.

The next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Lin Jingge was urged by Grandma Lin to leave the house.

The group hurried to the arena in the center of the imperial city.

Grandma Lin pulled Lin Shu to stand below, watching Lin Jingge step forward, show her identity card, and then leap onto the arena.

The crowd below the arena grew larger and larger.

Lin Shu was short and couldn't see anything.

He pursed his lips, but in the end he couldn't resist and tugged at Grandma Lin's trouser leg.

Grandma Lin turned her gaze away and looked down at Lin Shu.

"What's wrong?" She frowned and looked at Lin Shu.

She didn't have a good impression of Lin Shu, especially after the other party consumed a lot of her granddaughter's spirit stones. The little bit of goodwill she had originally had because Lin Shu was cute had long since disappeared.

It's just that because of Lin Jinge, it hasn't been shown yet.

"I can't see my sister..." Lin Shu reached out to Grandma Lin, wanting her to hug her.

After a moment of staring at each other, Granny Lin gave in and picked up Lin Shu.

But she was thinking to herself that she hugged Lin Shu because she was afraid he would tell her granddaughter.

At this moment, more and more people were on the stage, mostly teenagers, and not many of them were actually over eighteen.

Lin Jingge has an oval face that makes her look young, so she doesn't stand out among a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-olds.

"In this competition, anyone who falls off the stage will be eliminated..." An old man floated in the air and announced the rules of the competition.

After rambling on for ages, he finally said, "Let's begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the stage became tense.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out: "Wait!"

The sound was amplified by spiritual power, making it heard by everyone present.

The opponent's words caused everyone on the stage to stop fighting.

The Yun Ding Sect members and members of the royal family who had been sitting and watching immediately stood up.

Just as they thought someone had come to cause trouble and were about to take action, the person who had spoken appeared in front of them.

"Chu Wang?!" The emperor, sitting at the very top, frowned.

Once the person got closer, he immediately confirmed their identity.

Isn't this the son-in-law his daughter brought into the family?!

"Chu Wang, what are you doing here?!" the emperor asked first.

"Father-in-law, I have come here to participate in the competition." Chu Wang landed steadily on the ground, bowed to the emperor, and then, without waiting for anyone's reply, leaped onto the arena and stopped beside Ling Wei.

This can be described as a moment of arrogance.

Seeing this, no one wanted to cause any more trouble. Most of the Yun Ding Sect looked down on Chu Wang's attention-grabbing tactics, and since he knew the Cang Lan Emperor, they did not make things difficult for him.

After repeatedly shouting "Start!", the competition on the stage officially began.

Ling Wei frowned as she looked at the person beside her, then reached out and pinched Chu Wang.

"Why are you only arriving now? What were you doing before? Didn't I tell you to come earlier?!"

A glint of darkness flashed in Chu Wang's eyes. Thinking of what he had just obtained, his heart burned with excitement, and he no longer cared about Ling Wei's attitude.

"It's nothing, I just overslept."

"How could that be? I clearly sent a maid to call you early this morning..." Ling Wei looked incredulous and continued to question him, forgetting that they were on the arena.

"Watch out!" Chu Wang exclaimed, pulling Ling Wei close to him so she could dodge an attack from behind.

Ling Wei then realized what was happening and no longer had time to question Chu Wang.

She immediately drew her whip, turned to look at the person who attacked her, her gaze filled with venom.

"You're asking for death!" With that, he lashed out with the whip at the man.

The long, fiery red whip was covered with many barbs, and when it was swung at the man, it scraped against many people around him.

Those around were stung and, seeing that Ling Wei was not someone to be trifled with, immediately moved far away, effectively isolating the person who attacked Ling Wei.

Ling Wei revealed a cruel smile and lashed the man with her whip.

The man was a beat too slow and was hit squarely, causing him to cry out in pain.

The man felt a chill and quickly dodged.

Unlike Ling Wei, who was in the center of the ring, Lin Jingge was extremely unlucky.

She was pushed to the edge of the ring right from the start.

If she falls into a disadvantageous position during this fight, she could be knocked off the stage.

"Brothers, I was right behind her when we signed up. She's a Spirit Master, so why don't we join forces and take her down first!" The weasel-faced man who had been entangled with Lin Jinge shouted to the people around him.

He had already been beaten bloody by Lin Jinge, and he was extremely unwilling to accept this. He planned to rally the people around him to deal with Lin Jinge together.