90 Meng Dajiang Returns Home

After some careful discussion, King East River and the others decided on the final twenty. In fact, most of the spots were already set in stone. Only a small number of them needed discussion.

“It’s decided.” King East River smiled.

Every year, the recruitment of disciples at Archean Mountain was an extremely important matter. In order to be fair, the Regis Godfiends and Marquis Godfiends who presided over it would change. They also felt the heavy responsibility. After all, they had to rely on the yearly fresh blood to integrate into the sect and form the current Archean Mountain.

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Meng Chuan and company chatted as they waited. Some of the geniuses were even more nervous. Finally, an hour passed as King East River and company walked over from afar.

I got in.

I’ve become a disciple of Archean Mountain.

Many geniuses were extremely excited. Apart from the ten Godfiends who had robust Godfiend foundations, ten of them had mediocre foundations. There were seven geniuses who had never consumed any natural treasures.

The preliminaries’ third assessment—spiritual perception—and the final selection’s second trial—the Darkness Altar—tested one’s potential. The first assessment in the final selection mainly tested one’s strength and combat talent.

Therefore, many geniuses had the chance to be selected.

Ji Yuantong heard his name. He was ranked fifteenth in this selection.

As long as I enter the Archean Mountain, I will surpass Meng Chuan and the rest. Ji Yuantong vowed silently. I will also reach the top of this Darkness Altar!

Ever since he was young, he had never submitted to anyone. He believed that he was the strongest.

“Apart from the top twenty, Yan Chitong is only thirteen years old this year; he will be specially recruited as an Archean Mountain disciple,” said King East River. His voice resounded throughout the mountain. “Bid farewell to your family and friends as soon as possible. I will send all of them down the mountain in a while.”

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His father had been by his side for so many years. He had enlightened him in the way of the saber and had been his sparring partner. He had prepared rare treasures for him. His father had saved him during the demon invasion. His father was like a huge tree that shielded him from the elements.

Now that he had grown up, he would cultivate in Archean Mountain. As for his father, he was in his hometown, thousands of kilometers away.

“Dad, I’ll make accomplishments in my cultivation as quickly as possible. I’ll head down the mountain to meet you when the time comes,” said Meng Chuan.

Meng Dajiang smiled and nodded.

Soon—other than the twenty-one newly recruited disciples—the other geniuses and their family and friends were personally sent down the mountain by King East River and brought to Archean City.

“All of you, follow me,” said the cyan-clothed woman. She levitated the twenty-one disciples before flying off with them.

Whoosh.

After they flew past a mountain range, they finally arrived at a towering mountain peak.

“This is Archean Mountain’s main peak—Yellow Reverence Peak. It’s the highest mountain peak in the mountain range.” The cyan-clothed woman led Meng Chuan and company to land in a courtyard.

An elder was already waiting in the courtyard. He bowed and greeted, “Aunt-Master.”