Chapter 217: The Heavenly Test

Dorian flicked his wrist.

And immediately, a figure suddenly appeared before his side. 

"Master."

It was the guardian Pandrol.

His lion head and human body caused everyone's jaws to drop to the ground!

F***!

What sort of real-like custom was this guy wearing?

So real!

'Brother, where did you buy that lion head costume?'

Pandrol looked at his master, understanding what his task was. 

Well, someone had to guide the group. And the way his master was, Pandrol had a hunch that if his master spoke for too long, his jaw could not only hurt but break. 

Maybe the gates of the underworld might even open if his master spoke for too long. Pandrol thought jokingly. 

Dorian laid back, allowing Pandrol, Butler Sheng, and the rest to take over. 

In truth, the entire Grand Hall had been linked to the hidden space, allowing him to move and manipulate the hall as he pleased. 

Pandrol, all dressed in a body-fitted black suit, turned his attention to the dazed crowd.

"You all have been tested to test your magical talents."

"_"

Blink. Blink.

Magical talents? 

Was this some sort of circus joke? 

Pandrol snapped his finger, and a total of 14 belly-length pillars restricted themselves right before everyone's eyes. 

Bam. Bam. Bam. Bam!

Like pieces of a puzzle, the Greek-like pillars took form.

Sota was smiling and giggling so much in awe that he dared not blink to miss the scene

 Crazy! Crazy! 

Everyone felt it was fantasy. 

Look up, down, and sideways...

Projections?

Many began to doubt this was a projection.

How could a projection seem so life-like?

Magical talents... Magical talents...

Eh?

Could it be?

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Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! 

The parts flew from every corner, creating the 14 pillars that also stood on separate stands. 

But that wasn't all. 

The moment the pillars were constructed, several crystal balls flew from the left and right, taking their place on the pillars.

With that, Pandrol, Butler Sheng, and the other 5 quickly stood between each crystal ball. 

That's right. 

There were 7 of them and 14 crystal balls. 

Each person would work with 2 pillars at once, instructing those who advance on what to do.

The crystals were directly linked with the system.

The system would then access all data and talents without Dorian doing anything. 

Of course, he was here to look at those with heart respects, taking more of them. 

They would probably be the fastest to advance and the best to assist in the upcoming battle.

['Host, there are 5500 of them in the room... Hopefully, 3000 of them have talents'.]

The system said. 

To pass his main mission and officially open the academy, he had to admit 3000 students who passed the test. 

Typically, even with 5,500, one might find only 100 people in the ground who showed some talent for exorcism. 

However, today's matter wouldn't be the case.

The aura around the Gia household alone was rich and filled with blessings, luck, and power. 

This was probably because of their decades and decades of doing good, protecting the people, and gathering Yang in their household.

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It was most likely that over 70% of them would have everything he was looking for.

He was saying they would all have supper talents.

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No... On the contrary, to balance things out, the heavens might give them average talents, with a few having super talents or borderline talents.

But he expected the majority to have fairly good and decent talents. 

Likewise, the Hous were healers, saving lives and gathering so much good in their lives from generation to generation. 

Their foundation was very strong because even in ancient times, they sometimes cured the sick peasants for free or took care of plagues, not wanting too many rewards. 

The heavens see all, blessing descendants, encouraging them to follow the way of their ancestors. 

Sure. 

In every family, there would always be treacherous or scheming members. 

But how the family handles such matters is what heaven sees most. 

Do you cover it up or punish by law, giving the authorities the reins to deal with such issues? 

Take the Ghus as another example. 

In the business world, they were one of the cleanest. 

He wasn't saying they were completely clean. 

Instead, they had a bottom line, never crossing some aspects. 

Ghu Dwo would probably lock Sota up in prison himself if the boy dared to go against this bottom line. 

Did he love Sota? Of course he did!

But he would still handle Sota in a strict manner to correct the boy. 

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Sota was mischievous and had indeed done a few mischievous things. 

But all were child-like and not too condemning. 

Without understanding things, these few prominent families had done their best to promote the Yang in their hearts, limiting the Yin. 

That's why Dorian decided to work with them, confident in getting at least 3000 students out of them. 

And if it wasn't enough, then send for more. 

After all, he still has 2 weeks and a few more days before the academy opens, no?

Dorian thought things through.

If it was the Prominent Su family, Dorian might not even bother asking them to send their men over. 

Just as good could last for decades, bad could also rise and last for decades as well.

The Su family was too rotten.

They might have a few blessed by heaven with strong innate talents... But... For his first few students, he also wanted to consider morality.

The war was soon coming.

And he didn't want any exorcist who would be causing more worries to him during this period.

He didn't need that now.

There might be some good seeds from the Su Clan.

But he would have to see and accept them for himself! 

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"Step forward!"

Old Gia, Old Hou, the Old Ghu couple, and a few others were quick to move their feet.

Old Ghu smacked his lips a little anxiously, using his can to support his entire body.

F***!

He never knew that he would rely on this thing.

He only bought it for prestige and show.

But who knew it would come in handy so fast?

He looked at Pandrol, seemingly lost in the fact of shock.

Why did he feel that the lion-face was real? 

Look at the whiskers, the skin, the main... The mouth and tongue... 

(°_°)

Old Ghu didn't know what to believe anymore. 

"Place your hands on the ball."

"Ah-... Right..." He responded weakly, doing as Pandrol instructed. 

Warm. 

He felt a warm siege of energy leave his palm the moment it touched the ball. 

Vmm!

A bright fiery light engulfed the entire ball.

What was so bizarre was that he could see a very frail streak of orange light leave his body and flow into the crystal ball. 

Old Ghu was jerked back in shock, sporting himself with his cane. 

..... What was that?

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