Chapter 17 Filling in the Application Form

Pang Dahai said that someone would come soon to distribute some things to Lu Ye and his friends, and let them make some choices. As a cultivator of Zhengqi Sect, he undoubtedly knew the subsequent rules.

As expected, not long after he left, all those who passed the test and had jade cards were summoned to one place.

There were thousands of slaves who were rescued before, but only more than a hundred were still standing here, as low as 10%.

Everyone stood there quietly. A cultivator came over and distributed a piece of paper to everyone. Lu Ye took it and looked down. He saw the names of ten sects written on the paper from top to bottom.

Among them, Zhengqi Sect ranked first, and Qingyu Sect ranked second. There were some other sects that Lu Ye had never heard of, but he saw the Burning Moon Mountain and Baihua Valley mentioned by Pang Dahai before.

These should be the sects that came to attack Xieyue Valley this time.

The grade of each sect was marked behind it.

Among them, Zhengqi Sect and Qingyu Sect were undoubtedly first-grade, and the grades of the remaining sects were a bit wide, basically from fourth to seventh grades.

Behind the grade, there is another line of words, marking the factions covered by this sect, which are all the information mentioned by Pang Dahai before.

Lu Ye is somewhat grateful to Pang Dahai at this moment, otherwise he probably can't understand the content on this piece of paper now.

Just as he was investigating carefully, a cultivator in front of the crowd said, "Which sect do you want to join? Come forward and circle the name of the sect with a pen. You can choose up to three sects. However, which sect you can join in the end depends on your luck and the decision of the sect managers. If you are lucky, you may be able to join two first-class sects."

After he finished speaking, the scene was quiet for a moment, and soon someone asked, "Senior, what do you mean is that when we choose a sect, the sect is also choosing us?"

"That's the truth!" The cultivator responded indifferently, "So don't think about being able to ascend to heaven in one step. If you don't have enough qualifications and talent, it's useless even if you choose a first-class sect."

Someone else asked, "What if none of the three sects I chose choose me?"

"Then you will have no chance to practice, and will be placed with those who don't have the qualifications to practice!"

As soon as these words came out, many people who were lucky enough secretly became alert.

Many people just wanted to select all the two first-class sects, but if they did so, there would definitely be no good results, because no matter whether it was Zhengqi Sect or Qingyu Sect, the requirements for recruiting disciples would not be too low. Once eliminated by these two major sects, there would only be one last chance left. If they didn't seize the last chance, they would miss this opportunity.

For Lu Ye and his group, being able to join a sect to practice is undoubtedly the best way out, and no one wants to miss it.

At this moment, everyone's expressions became cautious.

On the contrary, Lu Ye, holding the paper in his hand, listened to the words of the cultivator, and his expression was extremely weird.

How did this look like filling out an application?

When testing his talent, the third senior brother of Qingyu Sect read him the enrollment profile. After the test, the jade card he got was regarded as the test results. Each sect is like a university, and the faction is a major. Now everyone is filling out their applications.

There are also first, second, and third choices...

Looking at the major sects on the paper, the first two are undoubtedly the top prestigious schools, and the fourth and fifth grades are ordinary first-class schools? The sixth and seventh grades are second and third-class schools?

Lu Ye's eyes moved down to the end and was shocked.

How can there be a fake university here!

The last one, the Bixue Sect, is actually a ninth-class sect. I didn't notice it just now.

The situation is very clear now. The more than 100 people who passed the test need to choose three from these sects. Although the task is not difficult, there is actually a secret competition.

If too many people from the same sect choose, a group of them will definitely be eliminated.

Lu Ye pinched his jade card and sighed in his heart. His talent is not competitive at all in this matter.

But he always has to try.

Considering his zodiac sign, the main fire assists gold, Lu Ye gradually made a plan in his mind.

There was a table in front of the monk who spoke, and there were a few pens and an inkstone on the table.

One after another, people came forward, picked up pens and drew on their own papers, and handed them to the monk together with the jade token.

Soon, only about half of the more than one hundred people remained.

Yu Xiaodie walked over: "Brother Lu, have you made a decision?"

"Well... I have."

Yu Xiaodie said: "Then go together?"

"You go first, I'll think about it." Lu Ye had already made a decision, but when he thought of his talent, he was still unsure.

Ten sects, more than one hundred people, on average, each can accept more than ten people, but this is only the most ideal distribution. Lu Ye is sure that the Zhengqi Sect and the Qingyu Sect will only accept two or three people at most, and will never accept more.

In this way, other sects need to accept more people.

Lu Ye did not expect to be able to join the two first-grade sects, but if the competition is too great, even if he chooses those sixth- and seventh-grade sects, he will still be eliminated.

He has been in Jiuzhou for more than a year and has been a mining slave in Xieyue Valley for a year. Although he has successfully opened his mind now, he can't even find the second spiritual mind, so how can he practice?

It would be different if he could join a sect. He could then ask the masters in the sect to guide him, so he was unwilling to miss this opportunity no matter what, even if the starting point was lower.

Thinking of this, he walked forward, came to the table, took a pen, and first drew a circle on the Bixue Sect. The Bixue Sect was the lowest-grade sect. Lu Ye estimated that there would be no other choice except himself, so this was a guarantee to ensure that he could join the sect.

After choosing the Bixue Sect, he raised his pen and pointed at the Burning Moon Mountain.

As the tip of the pen pointed down, he suddenly thought of what Pang Dahai said to him at the end.

He asked himself to lower his expectations to the lowest and not to be indecisive, so that he could get what he wanted.

At that time, Lu Ye didn't understand and just thought it was his advice to himself, but now it seems that it is obviously meant.

Moreover, Pang Dahai didn't think highly of him. When Lu Ye asked him which sect to choose, he said bluntly that it was impossible to choose any one.

He was a cultivator of the Zhengqi Sect. Although he was a little greedy, there was no need to entertain himself for no reason. In other words, even if he chose other sects, it would probably not work.

Lu Ye closed his eyes. Every decision at the crossroads of life was extremely important, especially the one in front of him.

He suddenly looked up at the cultivator in front of him and said, "Brother, what if I only choose this sect?"

The cultivator was looking at him with interest, because no one had chosen the Blue Blood Sect before Lu Ye, and it was foreseeable that no one would choose the Blue Blood Sect after him, because the grade of the Blue Blood Sect was too low.

But what the cultivator didn't expect was that Lu Ye not only chose the Blue Blood Sect, but also asked him such a question.

The cultivator wiped the mustache on the corner of his mouth and grinned, "You will know after you choose."