The majestic Bon Festival celebration has finally come to an end, but the young elites from various sects have come all the way to the Holy Capital, not just to show their strength to the Holy See. The upcoming selection competition for the Holy Son is the focus.
The so-called Holy Son is the person selected by the Holy See of Light on the mainland who has the most potential for light and may become the Pope in the future.
But as the Qianbian family changed the papal position to a hereditary system, the pope, like the throne of other countries, was changed from abdication to being passed directly to his son. This made the son as a candidate for the pope meaningless.
.In the end it became an insignificant honorary title.
The selection of the Holy Son is no longer based on his bright potential, but has finally become what it is now, a title that brings together all the young talents in the continent and allows them to participate and compete.
Ye Weiqing was currently in Ning Feixuan's room, listening to her introduction about the Holy Son Competition. His hand unconsciously held Ning Feixuan's little hand, and Ning Feixuan glanced at him angrily, seeing the struggle
If he didn't, he ignored it and continued:
"So the Holy Son selection competition that will be held tomorrow has nothing to do with whether or not you can use light magic. It is about selecting the person with the best performance and then conferring the title of Holy Son."
"How can one Holy Son Selection Competition attract so many people?"
"Of course, the title of Holy Son alone cannot attract so many people. The attraction of this Holy Son selection competition lies in the competition itself. This is called a competition, but it is actually a treasure hunt. And the location is at the Xinlan Historic Site.
All the treasures found in the selection competition, except for the light-type ones, which will be handed over to the Holy See, all the other treasures belong to him. Moreover, in every selection competition, someone will find a weapon of the holy weapon level, and there are even artifacts on several occasions.
It is precisely because of the attraction of treasures that even though the Xinlan Ancient Ruins are full of risks and every person who enters is killed or injured, the various sects still flock to them."
"Oh, then how do you calculate this score? Who will the Holy Son be given to in the end?"
"The results are naturally calculated based on the treasures you obtain. Treasures of different levels have different scores, and among treasures of the same level, the points for the light system are twice as high as those for other systems.
Moreover, this score is calculated by group. Each force generally allows ten people to enter, and the results obtained by these ten people will be counted towards their group leader. Generally, the group leaders are young masters of various sects, so
No one will be dissatisfied.
And the person who wins in the end will not only get the title of Holy Son, but also a sacred weapon as a reward from the Holy See."
Hearing this, Ye Weiqing basically understood what the so-called Holy Son Selection Competition was. It was nothing more than a treasure hunting and experience activity jointly organized by the Holy See and various sects. Through this competition, they could not only find treasures, but also exercise their abilities.
Young people in the sect.
Ning Feixuan looked at Ye Weiqing's thoughtful expression, and she couldn't help but start reminding her again:
"Although after so many years of exploration, the danger inside has not diminished at all. Every year, many people who enter it will stay there forever. The danger inside not only comes from the monument itself, but also from frame-ups and assassinations by other sects. It is also very dangerous.
"
Of course Ye Weiqing knows what she means. He has offended so many sects and is a thorn in the side of the Holy See. This time he enters the ancient ruins, he will definitely be assassinated and framed by their joint efforts. Anyway, he can just blame the danger inside the ancient ruins.
.
If you want to kill yourself, well, you don’t know who will kill whom at that time. When you come out of it, those people from the secret sect and the Holy See see that all their elites are dead and injured, but the Ye family they want to deal with is intact. Lossless, it will definitely be fun to watch when the time comes.
Thinking of this, he smiled and said:
"Hey, don't worry, I won't die that easily, so you don't have to worry."
Ning Feixuan was indeed worried about Ye Weiqing, but she was very embarrassed to let Ye Weiqing explain.
"Who is worried about you? I am worried about the disciples of our Qingyun Sect. The people of the Tiancan Sect will definitely not let go so easily. Once inside, they will definitely intensify their efforts. There are so many people who want to deal with you. I originally wanted them to Take good care of you, but with these bastards from the Celestial Canker Sect thinking about you, I'm afraid they won't be able to protect themselves."
"Don't worry, I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve, and I will definitely not let those people succeed. As for Yun Ying and the others, don't worry. With our relationship, your disciples are also my disciples. I promise to treat them one by one. Bring a lot of them back."
Ning Feixuan was very moved when she saw that he could still think of protecting the Qingyun Sect disciples in the face of so many powerful enemies, but she said:
"Whoever has anything to do with you knows nonsense."
Then he seemed to remember something, raised his head and looked at him, and said seriously:
"You must not be careless. These people are not all trash. You must protect yourself."
Then he continued with a dark expression:
"As for the Qingyun Sect disciples, every time we participate in this, there will be casualties. We can accept it. I just hope that you can take good care of Yun Ying for me as much as you can. She is the hope of our Qingyun Sect."
Seeing how serious she was, Ye Weiqing knew that when participating in this kind of competition before, the Qingyun Sect must have suffered a lot of casualties. He thought angrily in his heart, a bunch of bastards know how to bully other women, look at the young master, I will not bully him to death this time them.
So he patted her hand gently and comforted:
"Don't worry, let him let the past go. Since I'm here this time, I won't let tragedy happen again. Promise to bring them out safely, and I will definitely do it. Not only that, I will also give them a gift What a tragedy for those bastards."
Thank you for reading. Your support is my biggest motivation. This book is guaranteed to be updated on time and completed. Please feel free to collect and read it.