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C2065

When Hua Ruge had rejected the idea of choosing a Holy Son from the God Wind Temple, it was unknown what sort of person leaked the news, and the entire Wind Divine Domain knew about it. Now, everyone was even more curious about Hua Ruge, and wanted to know who he was, to actually disregard even the position of the God Wind Temple's Holy Son.

This way, Hua Ruge had to be even more restrained. He would linger around the room until he reached a point where he could follow him wherever he went.

Tuoba Rui did not find her annoying. Everytime she acted like a spoiled child in his arms, he would pamper her head and say: "Just bear with it any longer. After the selection, we will return.

Hua Ruge could only nod her head, because there were a lot of people outside, she had long moved her child to the Sky City, if she wanted to find the child to play, she had no choice but to pester Tuoba Rui.

Su Nianxia and Shangguan Li were completely unrestrained, they could leave whenever they wanted to, and every time they left, they would buy Hua Ruge something nice to eat. After seven days, Hua Ruge felt that he had become a little more round and round.

Tuoba Rui pinched her small face.

Hua Ruge stuck out his tongue secretly, thinking, Liar.

Fortunately, this wasn't a long period of time. After staying at home for a few days, it was the selection day. No one was interested in her, so they all ran to the largest square in the city to observe the selection.

The Wind God's spokesperson would be selected from this selection in the coming decades or even centuries. It could be said that he had great significance. There was no reason for these people to miss him.

Of course, Hua Ruge and the others did not want to miss this opportunity. The more they exited the door, the more a huge divine altar rose up on the plaza. All the young men and women of the various halls sat cross-legged on it, with their eyes closed in meditation.

There was only one area in the plaza where one could sit. The hall masters of the God Wind Temple and the various Master of Divine Hall s were seated, while the other three could only watch from the sidelines.

Su Nianxia had already decided on a table close to the window in the nearby teahouse, so they did not need to squeeze into the crowd. When they arrived, they directly went upstairs to take a look.

The teahouse was located on the opposite side of the plaza. The second floor was a lot higher than the divine altar, so it was very convenient to watch.

"This place is pretty good." Hua Ruge praised after he went upstairs and opened the window.

Su Nianxia said complacently: "Of course, for the sake of choosing this place, I have spent a lot of money."

Most of the disciples were at the fourth or fifth stage. Although all of them were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, they looked very energetic.

After all, if one looked ugly and sat in such a sacred place, it would be somewhat against the rules. Therefore, all the halls had to include one's looks in the selection process.

After looking at the disciples, she took a glance at the stands again. This time, the Lord of God Wind Temple Palace was present, it was a white-bearded old man who looked rather saintly.

Behind the Palace Mistress sat a row of middle-aged men. It was likely that they were the seniors that Mo Yifan had mentioned to them, the deacons of the various halls.

Very soon, it was the auspicious day. The Palace Lord was mumbling something, and a white light shot out from his fingertip into the heavens. He then said in an extremely respectful voice, "The selection will begin now. Please enlighten me."

The moment he finished speaking, the white light disappeared, and after that, the young men and women started to recite the prayers for God Wind Temple loudly.

Hua Ruge looked at Su Nianxia and asked: "Did you inquire about that, this time, should you choose one or two?"

"Understood. Only choose one. If it's a man then it's the Holy Son. If it's a woman then it's the Holy Maiden." Su Nianxia said.

Hua Ruge nodded.

The prayer lasted for a long time, and Hua Ruge and the others could no longer endure the loneliness. They ordered tea and snacks as they ate, and chatted while occasionally glancing at them.

Just as Hua Ruge turned her head occasionally to look at the other party looking at her, she realised that it was the hall master of the God Wind Temple. The old man's eyes were filled with anger, obviously dissatisfied with her actions.

Hua Ruge's heart jumped, and immediately smiled back. After all, it was true that she had made people lose face, so retreating in this area was not a big deal.

But God Wind Temple did not appreciate it, and seemed to snort. Only now did he withdraw his gaze, and looked towards the viewing gallery once more.

The Little Marten frowned: "This old fellow is too rude."

Shangguan Li immediately pulled him back and said: "You are far from being his opponent, you cannot act rashly."

"I understand, but just because I can't beat him now doesn't mean that I won't be able to." The Little Marten continued to mutter.2

Shangguan Li laughed, this child was not completely reckless.

Just like this, an entire morning passed. Some of the people on the stage were already exhausted, but more than half of them were still persisting. It seemed that it would still be some time before the results were out.

Hua Ruge rubbed his stomach that was full with water and muttered: "If I had known earlier, we would have gone to eat lunch before coming over, I definitely wouldn't have missed this historic moment."

"I'll make some for you when we get back. Now, drink less tea." Tuoba Rui consoled her on the side.

Hua Ruge wanted to stay in his arms and act like a spoiled child, but when she thought about the fact that she was in her true form, she held herself back.

More and more people fell from the divine altar, and after another hour, there were only twenty or so people left. These were all extremely powerful individuals with divine essence, outstanding individuals from the various divine halls.

After another hour, there were only seven or eight people left. Hua Ruge took a glance over and saw a familiar person; it was Zhou Miaomiao, of Red Flame Temple.

"This girl is so amazing, she actually held on until now." she couldn't help sighing.

At this moment, their faces and lips were all pale. It seemed like they were trying their best to hold on.

Su Nianxia also nodded, "That's right. At first, I thought she was a weak girl."

"If we only look at her appearance, doesn't Ru Ge look more like a weak girl?" Shangguan Li laughed.

Other than Hua Ruge, everyone nodded at the same time. Forget about others, just by saying that Hua Ruge's outer appearance was really too deceptive. If one stood there and didn't move, then he would become a violent dragon.

"Makes sense." Su Nianxia nodded.

Although outsiders could hear what they were saying, they didn't know who Ruan Ge was. Thus, they were unable to connect them to Hua Ruge.

While they were talking, two more people fell on top of the stage. At this time, a white light slowly descended from the sky. This light was completely formed by the wind element.

The circle of light slowly descended towards the spectator stand, and everyone knew who the light fell on, who was the next Holy Son or Holy Maiden, and who would then wield supreme authority, becoming the person with the most reverence in the entire Wind Divine Domain.

Everyone's gaze descended following the white light, and when they reached the stand, they enveloped the remaining five people who were seated, and when everyone guessed, they saw the white light shrink, and in the end, directly land on Zhou Miaomiao.

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