"The disciples of the Misty Sect are formidable. There's no question they'll be promoted to a high-ranked sect," a steward from the City Lord's Mansion said.
"Absolutely, our visit this time is just a formality," another steward muttered. "After all, which sect with a chosen one wouldn't be granted the promotion to high rank?"
At that moment, Steward Zhou nodded and spoke, "The Misty Sect has already mastered ten first-grade spells. Next up is the assessment for the second-grade spells. Please begin!"
"Let me do it."
Jia Yulan stepped forward, her hands forming seals, her body radiating a spiritual light that transformed into countless pink petals.
Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, the petals interwove to form a bird carrying Jia Yulan aloft. She soared high in the sky, circling gracefully. The petal wings flapped, giving one the impression they could cleave through mountains.
