"Alright, everyone, we shall now make our way towards the sect. Ready yourselves." The voice of the white-haired elder alerted everyone once more as the gathered crowd of candidates was once again rounded up and ready to depart.
Luckily for me, the emperor hadn't done the annoying act of declaring some grand banquet to celebrate the candidates, though I doubted that was even something that would've happened either way.
The whole point of appearing here was to acknowledge the emperor and have him posture and show us the superiority of the Martial Spirit World's ruling class before we made our way to the sect proper, but that trip had been delayed by two days.
