Monarch of Time

The moment that his palm touched the white-colored ball of fate, a bright red light instantly erupted from the depths of the ball, before it covered its surface in its entirety.

This bright red color resembled the color of blood, while at the depths of the crystal ball, there was a faint, almost indistinct mix of colors, that was similar to Liu Mei's colorful light that had appeared during her test.

The only difference was, that Jun Ren's light was actually much fainter than Liu Mei's.

And yet, regardless of how faint it was, the moment that this light appeared, it didn't stop Elder Zhuan's expression of shock from showing on his face.

The white-robed Elder clearly knew, that even if Jun Ren didn't have the same chances as Liu Mei, his fate was also considered an immortal fate!

This meant that Jun Ren also had a chance of becoming an immortal in the future!

Although immortal fates weren't too rare in the Holy sect, they definitely weren't common enough for 2 of them to appear during one selection process from the disciples that came from the continents surrounding the central region.

After all, Elder Zhuan also knew, that even in the Holy sect's previous selection that took place 2 months ago, there were only 3 geniuses with immortal fates.

A few moments later, Jun Ren's expression slightly changed as he retracted his hand from the ball of fate while his eyes stared at the white-robed Elder in front of him with an impassive look.

Despite the shock on Elder Zhuan's face, Jun Ren could clearly see that the colorful light that had appeared on the ball's surface just now, wasn't as bright as Liu Mei's.

Although he didn't know exactly what this light symbolized, he still had a certain guess in his mind, causing his expression to turn somewhat ugly.

Jun Ren didn't wait for Elder Zhuan's instructions, as he turned around and stared at the white-robed young woman next to Shun Long with a deep look in his eyes, before he turned his attention towards the blue-robed young man who also had his gaze fixed on him.

Was Liu Mei stronger than him? Did she have a more promising future than him? Then what about that blue-robed young man with that terrifying bloodline?

''No. It's impossible for a single ball to predict my future! Whether it is talent, luck, or willpower, I am not inferior to anyone in the world!''

The red-robed Jun Ren shook his head firmly while a determined look had appeared in his eyes at the same time, and after staring at the blue-robed Shun Long for a few more moments, he walked back to where he previously stood as he waited for the test to continue.

At the same time, Shun Long also cast another deep look at this red-robed young man, before he turned his attention towards the white-colored ball of fate.

Just like everyone else inside the hall, he had already guessed that the colorful light inside the ball of fate signified something extraordinary, making even the Elders of the Holy sect pay close attention to it.

Besides, although Jun Ren's colorful light wasn't as bright as Liu Mei's it didn't mean that Shun Long would underestimate him!

Instead, this made Shun Long pay even more attention to this red-robed young man who had comprehended the Dao of War.

After all, although others didn't know about it, Shun Long clearly knew that Liu Mei's fate had already been tampered with.

By coming in contact with Shun Long who had a terrifying secret inside him, as well as coming in contact with Little Black and obtaining an extremely powerful cultivation technique from him, it would instead be weird if Liu Mei's fate wasn't abnormal.

And yet, the red-robed Jun Ren had such a result without coming in contact with a king of magic beasts.

No matter what, his fate was definitely extraordinary, which was enough for Shun Long to pay some attention to him.

Besides, Shun Long wouldn't trust the Holy sect's ball of fate completely.

It wasn't that he didn't believe in fate, but he refused to accept that one's future could really be divined.

''At best, this is just a vague prediction. Even if someone is really talented enough to become a powerful cultivator in the future, it's possible for him to die before he can mature. At the same time, even someone who isn't 'fated' to become powerful enough, if they obtain the legacy of a powerhouse or if they find a rare treasure that helps them advance their cultivation, their future may change.''

Having comprehended the Dao of Time to his current level, Shun Long had already understood that fate was impossible to truly predict.

And yet, this didn't mean that the ball of fate's test wasn't important. At the very least, it showed the path that one would follow in their life. After all, it was also unlikely that someone with a very weak fate would end up becoming a powerhouse, unless they met something completely unexpected in their lives.

As Shun Long reached this conclusion, he turned his attention towards the white-robed Elder next to the ball of fate, waiting to see whom he was going to choose next.

At the same time, the white-robed Elders remained silent as well, not commenting on Jun Ren's fate, as everyone waited for Elder Zhuan's decision.

Elder Zhuan's eyes swept past the disciples in the hall for a few moments, before they finally landed on the figure of a devilishly handsome young man in black robes, with brown eyes and a single scar below his left eye.

The moment that Elder Zhuan's figure landed on him, everyone immediately turned their attention towards the black-robed Jiang Chen.

And yet, the black-robed young man had a leisure look on his face, seemingly not caring about the attention of the people around him.

Surprisingly, Jiang Chen turned his head to the left, and stared at Shun Long seriously for a few moments, before his lips curved up into a smile, as he slowly took a step forward and appeared in front of the crystal ball of fate.

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Author's note 2/2 (next chapter coming soon)