Evelyn Foster only listened briefly and immediately realized that the beauties around her all possessed either single spiritual roots, mutated single spiritual roots, or top-tier dual spiritual roots—exceptional talents. All those so-called once-in-a-decade or once-in-a-century geniuses of the cultivation world were gathered here, like a pile of cabbages.

Moreover, their seniority was basically on par with William Reed, and their status was high as well. Naturally, they looked down on Evelyn Foster, this little disciple. If it weren’t for her strikingly beautiful face that made her stand out among so many people, they wouldn’t have bothered to talk to her at all.

Evelyn Foster: That’s a relief. It seems the leader was right—I’m just here to go through the motions.

“Dong——”

After a deep, resonant bell sounded, the place suddenly fell silent. Then, five-colored streams of light flew in from beyond the sky, landing one by one in front of the grand hall on the plaza, transforming into five people. Because they were too far away, Evelyn Foster couldn’t see their faces clearly, only sensing that each of them had a unique aura—majestic and awe-inspiring, making it hard to look at them directly.

These must be the top leaders.

“Five of them actually showed up!”

“Yeah, a few years ago when that world-devastating demon appeared, only four palace lords came. Why are there five palace lords here today just to select a few people? It seems the higher-ups really value this event.”

Evelyn Foster perked up her ears, listening to the beautiful women around her whispering gossip, all sounding surprised and excited.

At the top of the high steps, an elder began to speak, “Today, we will select one hundred disciples from those present. Once Edward Grant emerges from seclusion, you will go to serve him.”

The elder said a few more words, then had the others beside him act together, releasing countless rays of spiritual light. Every person in the field was enveloped in a layer of light, Evelyn Foster included. After a moment, most of the lights faded, leaving only a hundred people still glowing—these were the ones chosen by the palace lords above.

Evelyn Foster, shrouded in light: “……” I was supposed to just go through the motions, so how did I get selected???

Chapter 2

“Since you’ve been chosen, there’s nothing to be done. Just go with peace of mind.” William Reed comforted her, “Although I’ve never met Edward Grant myself, just from his title, he’s probably a kind and benevolent elder. If you go, just do your duties properly and don’t try to stand out—that’s all.”

Well, there’s nothing to be done at this point. Evelyn Foster drew on her modern office worker’s mental fortitude, slowed her mindset, took everything in stride—there’s no hurdle in life you can’t get over, and if there is, just lie down. After all, whether you’re lying at the finish line or the starting point, lying down is lying down.

Once you let go, nothing seems like a big deal.

While waiting for the ancestor to emerge from seclusion, Evelyn Foster noticed that everyone in the sect was indeed paying attention to this matter. Their Qinggu Tian branch, usually overlooked, had become lively because of her, like a small-town high school that produced a provincial top scorer.

Many people couldn’t understand how Evelyn Foster was chosen—there were so many female disciples to pick from, and many of those not selected were more outstanding than her. Evelyn Foster herself had no idea how she was picked; she was in a daze the whole time, surrounded by light, and the senior and junior sisters who came to ask her for information could only leave disappointed.

“I heard that both White Emperor Mountain and Chishui Abyss have sent people to attend Edward Grant’s emergence ceremony.”

“It’s not just White Emperor Mountain and Chishui Abyss. All the big and small sects want to come, but they have to see if they’re qualified. I heard that this time, outsiders aren’t allowed to participate in the ceremony. Only our disciples from Gengchen Immortal Palace and the heads of each palace, cave heaven, and branch can personally go to Three Saints Mountain to welcome Edward Grant. Everyone else has to stay at the foot of the mountain, and people from other sects can’t even get close.”

“Then Senior Sister Foster should be able to go, right? She’s one of the hundred disciples chosen to serve Edward Grant.” The young disciples, talking about this, looked at Evelyn Foster with envy.

Evelyn Foster nodded under their expectant gazes. “Yes, I should be able to see him.”

“I wonder what kind of person Edward Grant is. I really want to see him too, but unfortunately, we little ones can only greet and send people off outside—we have no chance to see the Dao Lord in person.”

“Senior Sister Foster, if you see him, will you tell us about it later?”

“Sure.” Evelyn Foster agreed readily. In her opinion, that ancestor was probably an old man with flowing white hair and a very long beard to match his age; or, judging by his title, he should have a kind face, a broad forehead, thick ears, looking like a Bodhisattva—maybe even with a red mole between his brows.

After being approached by so many people, she started to feel like she was about to meet a national leader, and gradually began to look forward to it—this was quite an honor.

In this cultivation world filled with demons, monsters, ghosts, and immortals, as a being at the pinnacle of power, Edward Grant commanded immense respect. When the day finally came for him to emerge from seclusion, the entire Gengchen Immortal Palace was as lively as if it were boiling over.