A DEATH SENTENCE
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In a very large hall with huge golden pillars, several people were standing in lines, well arranged, all in a queue. It seemed like they were awaiting somebody. Most of them were dressed in the same black attire, it had inscriptions that meant "Higher disciple."
Matero entered quietly into the hall, he was clothed with purple robes and his blue hair made him standout. This was an assembly of the top twenty higher disciples and all the core disciples. The imperial grounds had a total of seven core disciples and they were all present in the hall. All the Elders were present, they stood in pairs discussing with one another. The hall was that for a while before the grand master came in, he was followed by a General and a casual man in blue robes.
"Most of you will wonder why you have been summoned so suddenly." The general spoke as soon as they got close enough. "Well, we have an important piece of news." The disciples murmured when the general said this. Rumors had already gone round earlier, so everyone had their expectations.
"We have received a message from the envoys of the united empires. He will deliver the message to us." That was the grand master this time, the third man stepped toward to address the gathering.
"My name is Lee, a commissioner in the renowned organisation 'United empires'. I am here with a very important message." The man spoke with a very loud voice, he was also very enthusiastic as he continued. "As we all know, an event to crown the prodigies of each generation occurs every ten years, the next one should be in the next four years." The disciples nodded in agreement, who didn't know of the gathering of prodigies.
"Well, a powerful voice that stands above the heavens has declared it holds early, the preparatory grass-root events that should start in three years are now to kick off in just three months." The enthusiasm in the man's voice rose drastically. "There are murmurings of an impending universal war, a man intends to dominate the heavens and earth. The event is to scout for talents that would be prepared to hold forts and serve as generals." The hall went dead silent, no one knew about the impending war.
A universal war was mythical, the requirements for such a war itself was too unfathomable. The beings that stand at the pinnacle of existence are called gods, when these beings move to war along with all their territories the result is a universal war. Even the tiniest settlements like Zhao village would be seriously affected by such war, if not totally destroyed.
"The event this time will be very different from all the previous ones." The man quickly continued. "The fate of the universe may lie in the hands of this generation's prodigies." He rounded up the speech with a smile.
Nobody moved, only the Elders reacted and quickly discussed within themselves, the disciples remained motionless, some of them had stunned looks. Matero's eyes widened in disbelief, he knew what a universal war meant, he started one. This was how the world was programmed to react whenever anyone tried to claim unparalleled dominance. But who was already powerful enough to stir up a universal war. Who?
"So disciples, we believe you will do us proud." The grand master announced with a smile, the tensed atmosphere eased. "To select the representatives for our nation, the nation's Lord has called for a screening examination. All the notable cultivation grounds would send their representatives and we will also send ours." At this point, the disciples had looks of determination and decisiveness. This was a chance that would never repeat itself again.
According to the grand master, they had just five slots and the core disciples would be selected according to their level of strength, but you could challenge any of the pre-selected five and claim a spot. The pre-chosen core disciples were Da sun, Titi, Kelena, Haru and Matero. Matero had the lowest cultivation level of the five now at the fifth step of the first realm, a progress that now scares even Elders. In just one week before the five are announced, the other core disciples and all top higher disciples have the right to challenge and if possible displace any of the five.
Matero knew he had a lot to do, this level of cultivation could do nothing at the world stage. He had to surpass the entire three realms and move on to higher paths and possibilities. Right now, even in this weak nation, he was nothing but a frog at the bottom and he had higher heights in sight.
Just as Matero moved to leave the hall, a lot of higher disciples blocked his way. They looked down at Matero with disdain.
"Do you know whose disciple that is?"
"Do you want to face the grand master?" A couple other disciples warned from the sides.
Kerala turned in the direction, he smiled and left the hall immediately.
"These brats all want to die young." Elder Koi shook his head in pity, he himself knew what Matero was capable of. The boy was nothing but a demon.
A laugh rebounded across the entire hall, everyone turned to it's source and it was Matero. He stood lazily and faced the disciples with a smile.
"I accept your challenges, I'll face everyone of you tomorrow. Please prepare." Matero replied nonchalantly.
"..." A disciple even fainted.
The entire hall went silent once more, even the Elders present froze this time. Everyone acted like they had seen a ghost, only Koi smiled gently and left the hall.
"Bastard."
"I'll eat you up completely."
"Brat do you know the height of the heavens?"
"Outrageous."
"You dare?" Instantly the hall exploded into furious protests. Even some of the disciples who didn't block Matero's way joined in throwing banters. Matero was too arrogant, or so they believed. How would he fight over seven disciples of higher cultivation by himself, it was too absurd. It was a death sentence.
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