The whispers among the disciples grew louder, a hushed storm of specution and awe.

  "Look, look… it's them."

  "Yes… but He isn’t here."

  "You're right. The Top Disciple of the Outer Sect is absent… but still, Nine of them came."

  "Did the Sed Phenomenon catch their attention? Are they here to uhe one responsible?"

  "Or perhaps… they came to assess a Potential Rival for the Uping petition."

  "That would make sense. After all, Yi Ran and Zi possess Extraordinary Physiques. If someone else has awakened a Unique stitution, they’d naturally want to know."

  "Yes, Yi Ran possesses the Ethereal Lotus Saber Physique, a Sacred-Grade Physique. While Zi wields the Merciless Demon Sword Body, a Mystical-Grade Physique."

  "Yi Ran… even with her veil on, she exudes an almost Divine Aura. To think she only awakened her physique a few months ago…

  A, she’s already risen to the rank of Sed among Outer Disciples. If she tinues cultivating at this rate, she could easily cim the Top Spot in just a few months."

  "Bah! Stop spouting nonsense, you fanboy! There’s still Yang Lie, a possessor of a Heavenly-Grade Physique, and Yang Mi too."

  "Not to mention the Current Top Disciple of the Outer Sect. He is also very strong. A’s not fet that Mysterious stitution Possessor… Nothing is guaranteed in this sect."

  "Say whatever you want. My Yi Ran is Unmatched!"

  "You're n, though. This year’s Inner Sect Disciple Sele Ceremony is going to be more intehan ever."

  Suddenly—

  A blinding white light fred from the front, illuminating the disciples' faces and sileng their chatter in an instant.

  "Quiet down, you brats! The Artifact has been activated! Step forward, one by one!"

  The Minor Elder’s voied with Authority.

  In a moment—

  One by one, disciples stepped forward, pg their hands on the glowing orb.

  As each palm met its surface, the orb fred with various colors—Each Hue revealing a disciple’s ranking in Physique, stitution, Spiritual Roots, and Bones.

  The artifact didn’t merely identify that traits; it Unraveled Unknowails, exposing Hidden Intricacies of their Abilities and how to Refihem more Effitly.

  But for those who possessed nothing special… the orb remained Dull and Lifeless.

  "Hao Jue—Advanced-Grade Spiritual Roots detected. You are not the individual we seek. !"

  The Minor Elder’s voice was sharp and unwavering.

  "Minor Elder, please wait!"

  Hao Jue took a step forward, desperation flickering in his eyes.

  "Let me see more of the Unknowails—I don’t fully uand my Spiritual Roots!"

  "You've already seen its name here. If you seek further knowledge, visit the Sect’s Library," the elder responded dismissively.

  "I’ve already been there!" Hao Jue protested.

  "I’ve read every book I could find on my spiritual roots, but none taihis level of detail! This orb is showing something far beyond what’s recorded!"

  The Minor Elder narrowed his eyes. "So, you have already learhe name of your ability from the Assessment Hall?"

  "Yes, Minor Elder! Please, just a little more time!"

  A moment of silehen—

  "Fine. Do it quickly."

  "Thank you very much, Minor Elder!"

  As more disciples tested the orb, murmurs spread through the crowd. Some had newly awakened abilities, gaining valuable insights that could refiheir cultivation paths.

  Others walked away disappoiheir dreams of greatness shattered by an unrespoifact.

  Yet, amidst it all, Reon stood motionless, deep in thought.

  His brows furrowed.

  Something Feels Off…

  "The artifa the novel… a Legendary-Grade treasure… never revealed this level of Detail. It only Identified Abilities and provided some Basiformation—he Deeper Meics of how they Funed or how to Cultivate them more Effectively."

  He ched his fists.

  What in the world is happening here?

  .

  .

  In the upper floors of the Security Pavilion, nine figures sat in sileheir expressions unreadable.

  They watched the disciple appraisal below, their gazes sharp, waiting with barely tained anticipation for the appearance of the mysterious individual.

  Eae seemed to be sidering something far beyond the surface.

  One of them finally spoke, breaking the stillness.

  "Brothers and Sisters, what do you think? Is that person really from our Outer Sect? I have my doubts," he murmured, his tone ced with uainty.

  "Well, one of them is definitely from the Outer Sect, so there’s a possibility the sed one could be too," another replied, his voice calm, yet hinting at curiosity.

  "I agree. It’s entirely possible that both are from the Outer Sect," a third voice chimed in.

  "I don’t care if they’re from the Outer or Inner Sect," said a bulky figure, his voice thick with impatience.

  "I just want to face them in battle. The moment I withose two phenomena, something in my brain—my instincts—told me they're the kind of oppos worth fighting.

  A quiet pause lingered before another voice spoke, softer yet equally i.

  "What do you think, Zi and Yi Ran?"

  Zi , his posture proud and his eyes sharp, spoke first.

  "I’ve bee somewhat intrigued by this individual, so I’m here to firm their face. But my true focus? It’s on Yang Lie—the oh the Heavenly Peerless Sword Body. I’m eager to test my swainst his."

  Yi Ran remained silent, her gaze fixed firmly on the ground, her expression unreadable.

  Her stillness seemed out of p the room of rising tensio felt deliberate—an ominous quiet that left More Questions Than Answers.