章節 14: Martial Seekers Sect (1)
The journey through the safe routes of the mountains was an uneventful one. A situation that was worth being happy over. That type of excitement was best when in moderation. There were no more situations of running into the secret business of powerful cultivators.
In a short two weeks, Mira and Gareth who had been on quite the journey, finally left the mountains and arrived in Magkesia. During the journey, Gareth had learnt a lot of the cultivation world's common sense from Mira. These lessons while most were common. Some were learned only through experience, experiences Mira had shared with him.
Magkesia was not the name of a city or country. It was the collective name for the different countries and cities under the jurisdiction of the sects and cultivation clans in this small part of the Colos continent. Magkesia was incredibly large, with at least tens of billions of people populating its whole expanse.
To establish a sect or cultivation family that could own a territory in Magkesia, one would have to be at least at the initial completion of the Spirit Condensation Realm. A Realm most here would find hard and near impossible to reach in their lifetime. It was the realm that succeeded the Spirit Strengthening Realm.
Mira had been a lot of help to him when they arrived in Magkesia. In one of the cities they passed through, she had helped him sell a part of the loots he didn't need, exchanging them for world stones. They had only parted when he was near the territory of the Martial Seekers Sect. The place where he would be for the nearest future.
Their farewell was short, with a wish of good luck to each other. The future was something that could only be guessed at, but they hoped to meet again. He was going to join the Martial Seekers Sect, and she was going to continue on her own path. They were good friends, but their paths were not the same.
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Gareth at last reached the place where the Martial Seekers Sect was holding its recruitment. The place wasn't far from the main sect. The recruitment had been going on for almost a week. At least twenty thousand young people went through this place everyday. It was their hope to pass the stringent requirements of the sect.
The requirement to become an official disciple of the sect was to be at most twenty-five years of age, and possess a rating of three on one of the two talents. The Soul and the Foundation.
The reason there were so many people here right now. At least fifty thousand, wasn't because everyone of them were here in the hope of becoming an official disciple. There couldn't be that many people of such a young age that had the required talent, and all of them happening to join the same sect. There simply weren't that many of the type of talent required in this one part of Magkesia. Most of them were here in the hopes of joining as outer members.
The outer members requirements were quite lax. At most thirty-five years of age, and one of your talents having the rating of two. These people were usually the ones in charge of menial tasks for a sect, or working as low-level staffs in the sect businesses.
Meeting that requirement was just the first, and likely the easiest part. After that, they would go through a few rounds of selection processes. Most of them would be eliminated, until the required number the sect needed were all that were left.
Despite the large number of people, there was still a sense of order. There were queues, and all the queues except one had thousands of people on a single line.
This queue was the queue reserved for the ones who wanted to join as the official disciples of the sect.
There were just a few hundred people currently on that queue. Gareth walked up and joined them.
Somewhere ahead of the queue, where the test was being held. In that place, there was a large stage. On the stage, some disciples of the sect were in charge of recording the information of the ones who passed, and guiding them.
There were few failures, which was a normal thing. Everyone could intuitively know the level of their talents when they awakened. The test was done to know the level of the talent. There were no one stupid enough to come take the test despite surpassing the age limit. The mistake on the talent could still be understood, but not so that of age.
The test was quick, and finally it was Gareth's turn. He got on the stage. The test was simple, he just had to get on the center of the stage. He felt a force wash over him. A number appeared above him like it had with all other test takers. It was his age.
The number eighteen appeared above his head. This was a use of world weaving, the force that washed over him was testing his bone age.
Next, he felt another force wash over him. This force felt like a certain being was peering at him from another plane. It felt sentient and at the same time penetrating. There was a reason these talent testing devices were expensive and rare. With only cultivation clans and sects owning them most times. The material that was capable of checking something like talent was a high class material that was expensive, and required a great expertise in world weaving to work with.
An apparition appeared above him, the phenomenon was of a giant human-like being meditating on a platform. The whole apparition was as large as ten foot. On the giant's forehead, a number appeared. The number one appeared, then it changed to two. After a moment, the number changed again, increasing. The platform which only one base in the beginning also changed, increasing the number of bases.
When the numbers finally stopped increasing, it stopped at five. Both the number on the giant's forehead, and the number of bases the pedestal had stopped at five.
There was another reason sects had their assessments. In such a public setting like this, when someone talented appeared, the news would spread quickly. Here, there were a lot of people. Most of them guaranteed to return to their homes, unable to pass the sect's test.
Sects valued reputation, and what better reputation could they have than the fact that their sects were a gathering home of talents. When these talents grew and their fames spread, they were the reason most knew about the sects.
The apparition that appeared above Gareth stayed there for a while, in the eyes of everyone present, as if making its presence known. Before it slowly vanished.
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