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Jessica was not a petty girl, so she just wrinkled her cute little nose at Caspian.
When she noticed that Caspian was embarrassed, she was overjoyed and waved at him.
Nonetheless, Jessica’s action was considered bold.
Even though the six sects present were generally on good terms, they were now rivals.
If Jessica was an ordinary person, her behavior would probably be reprimanded by her elder.
However, the elder only glanced at her, not commenting on anything.
Nevertheless, although Jessica was treated that way, the elder’s attitude toward Caspian was different.
Caspian felt the Dark Moon Sect’s elder’s dissatisfaction through his gaze from a distance.
Moreover, not only the elder, but the other Dark Moon Sect’s disciples participating in the competition also looked at Caspian with a rather unkind expression.
Caspian did not care, and he waved at Jessica as if there was no one else present, greeted her, and then followed Xander and the others to find a seat and sat down.
In a flash, the annoyance in the eyes of everyone in the Dark Moon Sect suddenly increased.
The scene was only a small episode for the entire nation’s official religious election, but some people paid attention to it.
In a higher place, the Dark Moon Sect’s elder, Chloe, who was also Jessica’s master, could not help but giggle and shake her head.
“This child… I can’t help but be reminded of when I was young.”
It clearly showed her protecting Jessica.
With Chloe’s attitude, no one from the Dark Moon Sect would say anything about Jessica.
After saying that, Chloe’s eyes fell on Caspian in the distance.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and a meaningful expression appeared after a while.
On the Heavenly Stars Sect’s side, Terry could not help but laugh.
As the leader of the War Department, such a thing was to Terry’s liking, and Caspian’s attitude of ignoring the Dark Moon Sect’s disciples made him admire Caspian more.
A cultivator emphasized a true conscience.
If one always cared about the attitude of others and to be fenced or trapped in the shackles of others, how could one progress?
When it was time to flaunt, you should show it.
Hence, Caspian’s behavior just now unknowingly matched Terry’s style.
At that moment, Terry watched Caspian with an unmistakable look of approval.
The nation’s official religion election was organized dozens of times.
Although the competition method would change each time, the general process would remain.
Thus, each sect was familiar with it.
The first round was held in three matches, the first being the match between Heavenly Stars Sect and Blue Feather Sect.
Everyone from the Blue Feather Sect glared at Caspian and the others.
Hann was also among them, but his sight was only on Solana as if the others did not exist.
When the first match was announced, intense discussions came from the crowd.
“The Blue Feather Sect is lucky this time.
They got the weakest Heavenly Stars Sect…”
“I agree.
With this, they can prepare well for the second round.”
“It’s very advantageous in the second round if they use less energy in the first match.”
“The Heavenly Stars Sect is miserable.
In the last eight competitions, they haven’t made it past the first round.”
“Sigh.
They can’t do anything about it.
The Heavenly Stars Sect is best at formations and inscription patterns, which can only be used to assist in combat.
In frontal combat, there’s truly no advantage.”
“It looks as if the Heavenly Stars Sect doesn’t have enough talent.
In such a game, strength and luck were equally important.
According to the selection rules at the beginning, the nine participants would consist of three disciples with the strength of entry-level second-stage Pulse Control Realm, three with the strength of mid-level second-stage Puls, and three with the strength of peak second-stage.
If the lots were drawn now, it meant that there might be situations in which different realms would compete.
In that way, the weaker one who had better might still have a chance to make a comeback.
Even so, no one was optimistic that the weak Heavenly Stars Sect could overturn the giant Blue Feather Sect.
After all, if they compared the inscription patterns and formations, the Heavenly Stars Sect would be recognized as the best among the six sects present.
Unfortunately, the nation’s official religious election would be based on the fighting strength of each sect.
“Let’s go and draw lots,” Sebastian urged everyone.
The voices of discussion continued, and there were even many of them who started attacking Caspian and the others who were at the lowest level.
Suddenly, Sebastian’s face did not look so good.
Suddenly, he heard Caspian’s voice.
”It won’t be long before they know what it’s like to be slapped in the face.”
Sebastian turned his head and saw Caspian sneering, and there was a sense of pride in his heart.
Not only Sebastian but the others also nodded.
When the lots were drawn, the Heavenly Stars Sect’s disciples with the highest realm, Jaime, Ronald, and Sebastian, were No.
3, No.
6, and No.
7, respectively.
Edda was No.2.
She understood that her realm was not the highest among the nine people, and she was only able to qualify not because she was strong but because she was lucky and was good at escaping.
If Edda faced a battle head-on, she would most likely not be able to keep the spot.
Hence, Edda was even more anxious than she seemed.
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