Chapter 17: Lin Fan
In a luxurious hall adorned with celestial ornaments and ancient carvings, a group of elder figures sat in a circular formation. Each one exuded an overwhelming aura, heavy enough to bend the air around them. At the center, seated on an elevated throne, was a middle-aged man whose mere presence felt capable of suppressing heaven and earth itself.
One of the elders below rose slightly, his tone respectful as he spoke,
"Sect Leader, the Holy Son Conference is about to begin. Among the inner sect disciples, seven have been selected for their outstanding performance."
The sect leader fell into deep contemplation upon hearing this. After a moment of silence, he murmured the names to himself,
"Gu Chen, Su Ming, Ye Chen, Fang Zheng, Lin Fan, Feng Kai, Bai Gu..."
He nodded slightly and then said aloud,
"I see. The Holy Competition will continue for the next nine years."
A faint smile tugged at the corners of his lips. With a wave of his hand, he commanded,
"Begin preparations for the competition."