The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 6179

The air over the square was heavy and tight. Every flicker of light from the black stele pulled at the nerves of everyone watching.

Whenever someone's bloodline rank was revealed, a Basilica disciple would step forward and lead that person toward a different side hall.

Those who produced green light were led toward the most remote lesser halls. Their faces fell, and their steps dragged, as if every bit of hope had just been stripped away.

Those who produced purple light were taken toward the medium-sized side halls. Relief showed on their faces, like they had just caught hold of the one thing that might save them.

And every so often, when a gold light appeared, a stir would ripple through the square.

Even a Basilica Elder would come out in person, treat that person like an honored guest, and lead them into the inner precincts under the weight of everyone else's envy and jealousy.

Jared's gaze sharpened, and his pupils drew tight.

Another bloodline test?

This Celestial Basilica was doing the exact same thing as the Hallowmere Order before it?

The scene pulled up what he had already seen in the Hallowmere Order.

Over there, bloodline had ruled over everything too. Anyone with a special bloodline was treated like a genius and handed endless resources.

Anyone without one, no matter how gifted they were, could only sink to the bottom. At best, they became a stepping stone under someone else's feet. At worst, they were left for others to carve up however they pleased.

"Young Lord, the Celestial Basilica is testing bloodlines too? What... what are they trying to do?"

Evelyn had seen the scene on the square as well. She kept her voice low, the question pressing out of her. "Word is the Celestial Basilica is a holy land of the righteous path. They talk about equality for all living beings, about offering salvation to everyone.

But the way they're doing this, no matter how you look at it... it's more like they're selecting some kind of special material than recruiting disciples."

Jared said nothing. He only kept watching.

His gaze passed over the cultivators who had failed the test and caught the refusal in their faces even as everything seemed to cave in around them.

Then his gaze moved to the ones who had passed, and in their eyes he saw the same fever and the same lost look.

"Equality for all living beings?"

A mocking curve touched Jared's mouth. "Nothing but a lie to fool people. In a world where the strong devour the weak, where does real equality come from?

This so-called holy land of the righteous path, when you strip it down, only cares about bloodline.

With bloodline, you're a genius, you're the future. Without bloodline, you're an insect, a blade of grass to be trampled. Is this what they call their 'way'?"

A moment later, he suddenly spoke. His voice came low and firm, cutting straight through Evelyn's train of thought. "Evelyn, wait here for me."

Evelyn froze, then hurriedly caught his sleeve. "Young Lord, what are you going to do? This is the core of the Celestial Basilica. The place is packed with experts.

Jared lightly patted the back of her hand. The touch was gentle, but it cut off the rest of what she was about to say.

"Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. Since they like testing bloodlines so much, then I'll let them test to their hearts' content.

"I want to see what kind of bloodline the Celestial Basilica is really after, and what they plan to do with the people who have it. Whatever truth is hiding behind this, I'll tear it open myself."

Something burned in his eyes. It looked like the sharp lift in a hunter the instant he found fresh tracks, and the steady cold of someone standing one step away from ripping the mask off a conspiracy.

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