Rocky and Vivian immediately followed the crowd and lined up behind them. It took them about four hours of queuing before they finally registered their names.
The test would be administered in groups of twenty candidates each. While they waited for their turn, they hung around by the gate with the other members of the spiritual race.
About half an hour later, a Spiritual King of the Wankong Clan walked up to Rocky and the rest of their group.
"Please come with me," he called out as he ushered them inside.
Rocky, Vivian, and the others in their group then started walking in the same direction as the Spiritual King. He led them towards the gate of the Wankong Clan's residence.
"Listen carefully, everyone. Don't look around nor try to meander. Follow me closely. If you get lost and caught by the guards as intruders, no one can save you." The Spiritual King turned to issue them a warning.
The territory of the Wankong Clan was divided into five areas based on the terrain. At the lowest terrain was a vast area intended for the daily activities of the clan. All kinds of buildings also crowded the place.
Rocky and the entire group quickly kept up with him upon hearing what he said.
After walking f
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ecognized that the young master was actually a woman dressed in men's clothes.
"This isn't him, but that person at the side." The middle-level Spiritual Emperor quickly waved his hand and pointed at Vivian.
"Oh? What is the deal with this guy, then?" The young master felt bemused. He did not understand why his subordinate claimed that Rocky was the one they were looking for.
At this point, the middle-level Spiritual Emperor decided to talk to the young master of the Wankong Clan in hushed tones.
As the young master heard the explanation, his expression changed in an instant.
"What is your name?" the young master asked intently.
"My name is Rookie Ling," Rocky replied. He needed to conceal his identity. In addition to several great clans, most of the members of the spiritual race had the surname of Ling, so Rocky made up a fake name—Rookie Ling.
"Where are you from?" the young master probed further.
"I come from a small and remote village. I'm afraid it is quite unmapped, sir," Rocky replied carefully.
"Why did you take part in our test? Have you participated in the test of any other clans before?" The young master popped another question, trying to seek more information out of him.