Yi Yun’s rank
Yi Yun’s rank
"Lian Chengyu!"
As Zhang Tan shouted out that name, Lian Chengyu held his breath and waited in suspense. It was finally his turn!
The result Zhang Tan announced indicated his future to a certain extent. Was he an elite? A hero? Amongst the elite heroes, where did he stand?
Tao Yunxiao also began looking at Lian Chengyu. From Lian Chengyu's results, he was able to tell how high the accepted standards of the world were.
"Lian Chengyu, seventeen years old! Demonstrating cultivation technique: 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist'! Grade: Yellow rank, grade five!"
Yellow rank grade five?
Lian Chengyu took in a deep breath. He felt as if his heart had been squeezed tightly. It was painful.
Just Yellow rank grade five…
He had subconsciously hoped that his results would be higher. He wished that the Dragon Vanguard would see that he was different from the crowd.
But, he didn't even reach the peak of the Yellow rank. He was just in the middle.
Although his results were better than the participants before him, it had disappointed Lian Chengyu. As a middle-ranked human elite, this was too far from his goals.
He had put in great effort, hoping to leave the vast wilderness; how could he be willing to just be a middle-ranked human elite?
"Even Lian Chengyu was not enough to enter the Mystic rank?" Tao Yunxiao noticed Lian Chengyu's disappointment.
Mystic rank was the mark of Human Lords. What was a Human Lord? A Human Lord was someone who was able to rule over men and territory. The generals, ministers, and the nobles of the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom were considered Human Lords.
It was no joke being a Tai Ah Divine Kingdom noble. They were given vast lands and command over numerous territories. Many people lived in those territories!
To be able to become a Mystic rank, even the lowest Mystic rank grade would be extremely difficult!
But Tao Yunxiao was confident of himself. He wanted to obtain the title of a young lord at this semi-final at the kingdom's selection.
"Yunxiao, don't get your hopes too high. The Dragon Vanguard's selection process is extremely tough!" Tao Yunxiao's ears rang with the voice transmission from his father.
Tao Yunxiao's father was quite a figure.
For Tao Yunxiao to be able to live in a sheltered environment, besides having talent, it was because of his powerful father.
His father was a warrior at the peak of the Purple Blood realm, and there were only a few peak-Purple Blood warriors in the Tao tribal clan. He was also young, so his position in the Tao tribal clan was formidable.
The peak of the Purple Blood realm might sound impressive as many of the elite warriors of the Dragon Vanguard were at the peak of the Purple Blood realm. But Tao Yunxiao's father knew clearly that the gap between them was still huge even if they were at the same rank.
Because of some specific reasons, a tribal clan in the vast wilderness, like the Tao tribal clan, had little chance of giving rise to an expert who could exceed the Purple Blood realm.
Tao Yunxiao's father knew that his life had been delayed and that he would be unable to go another step further. Thus, he wished for his son to become an overlord.
He knew that his son was arrogant; he was afraid Tao Yunxiao had overly high expectations that might result in him suffering a setback.
"Don't worry Father. I know how strict the standard is, and I know my strength. I do not ask for much. I would be satisfied as long as I barely hit the Mystic rank!"
Tao Yunxiao knew that having been born in the Cloud Wilderness was a natural disadvantage. To be able to reach the first grade of the Mystic rank would be difficult.
Being at the first grade of the Mystic rank did not matter; he could slowly climb upwards from a low rank till he became a general, a minister or a noble!
"Tao Ping, twenty-two years old, Yellow rank grade four!"
"Sun Chenghai, nineteen years old, Yellow rank grade five!"
Zhang Tan finished reading three people's names. No one had exceeded Lian Chengyu; they had at most tied with him.
At that moment, Zhang Tan was down to two people.
"Tao Yunxiao, fourteen years old, demonstrating 'Nine Mysterious Swords of Heaven', results are…"
Upon saying this, Zhang Tan paused and looked towards Tao Yunxiao. Tao Yunxiao immediately let down his arms and stood at attention while holding his breath.
The surrounding people of the Tao tribal clan tiptoed on their heels in anticipation. They wanted to know the final results of their young master.
"Yellow rank grade eight!"
The moment Zhang Tan said those four words, Tao Yunxiao's brain buzzed.
Yellow rank grade eight?
Am I just at Yellow rank grade eight?
Tao Yunxiao clenched his fist. How could it be so low?
He was not satisfied. He had great ambition for his future. Although the kingdom's selection was just his starting point, this starting point was far too low.
"Even Young Master Yunxiao didn't reach the Mystic rank? How hard is it to reach the Mystic rank?"
"Heaven, Earth, Mystic, Yellow ranks. They said that there are four ranks, but after all the evaluations, either they didn't even get into the Yellow rank, or they would be in the Yellow rank. Even if they were in the Yellow rank, not a single rank nine has appeared. What the hell are the Dragon Vanguard judges doing, what's the point of all those ranks above? For show?" someone said indignantly.
"Don't talk nonsense. To be able to get the Mystic rank, the person will be a young lord. In the future, they could be made a minister or some bigwig of a big sect. Let's ignore the Cloud Wilderness, but even in the entire Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, there are few with a Mystic rank. There are so many people in the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, but how many of them can be generals, ministers or nobles?"
As a large tribe, the Tao tribal clan were well informed. They knew that the rankings like "Heaven", "Earth" and "Mystic" ranks could be ignored. Announcing it was just paying tribute to the saints and nobles of old.
The only meaningful rank was the "Yellow" rank. In the vast wilderness, it was something to be proud of if one was ranked above the fifth grade of the Yellow rank.
"Last person!"
When Zhang Tan reached Yi Yun. As the last person to appear, he had stirred the sky purple and shattered the teacups on the platform. Yi Yun was naturally getting the most attention.
Everyone suddenly stopped their discussion of Tao Yunxiao and began to prick their ears to hear Yi Yun's results.
"Yi Yun, it's finally his turn. I wonder which grade of Yellow rank he will be?"
"Him spewing those clouds may look powerful, but it cannot beat Young Master Yunxiao's sword Qi. How good can he be?"
Everyone was anticipating the result. When Zhang Tan announced Yi Yun's name, he paused and looked Yi Yun deep in the eye.
At the platform, the Tao tribal clan's elders were paying full attention. They wanted to know what that purple mist was.
"Yi Yun! Twelve years old, demonstrating cultivation technique: 'Dragon Rib Tiger Bone Fist', Grade: Mystic rank… grade five!" Zhang Tan's voice was loud and clear and he could be heard more than five kilometers away. At that moment, the people were stunned.
Mystic rank!?
Yi Yun actually reached the Mystic rank, and even at grade five!?
Then he's a young Human Lord? He could become a general, a noble or some bigwig of a sect?
How could this be? He just spat out some purple clouds, and he was appraised as Mystic rank grade five!?
Many people were slow to react. They believed that the Dragon Vanguard had made a mistake in their evaluation. How could their Young Master Yunxiao be a Yellow rank grade eight, but Yi Yun was a Mystic rank grade five?
This gap was too large!