Following Ye Zihang's exclamation, the dozen or so lights and shadows floating in the air lowered their eyes one after another, then slowly floated down.

"Who among you is Ji Jiayu?" Landing in front of and behind everyone, one of the graceful lights and shadows uttered a soft voice.

When everyone heard this, they all turned their attention to Ji Jiayu.

When Ji Jiayu heard his name, he felt a little nervous, but he still stood up for the first time and said, "I am."

The words fell, and golden light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the dozen lights and shadows, like the noonday sun, shining on Ji Jiayu.

Ji Jiayu was so frightened that he tilted his head to the side, but the light was warm, enveloping him like water, and immediately made him feel at ease.

After more than ten seconds, the guide who had completed the initial test began to speak excitedly.

"It's the twin emblem, that's right!"

"My cultivation progress is also very fast, and I'm about to enter the second level of the Ming Spirit Realm."

"My spiritual power is only a short distance from the Subtle realm."

"What a genius!"

"Such a genius should be mentored by me, lest his talent be wasted!"

"What are you thinking! Ding Ning, in terms of experience in mentoring voters, I'm more than a step above you! Why don't you have any points in mind?"

"With so many people present, whose mentoring experience is shallow?"

"If you want me to see, why don't you vote?"

"Vote? What vote? Xie Yuwei, do you think we're stupid? Who would give up such a good seed? Your daughter made a bet with Yao Yi that if you win Yao Ying's vote, we won't compare votes with you!"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"I don't think it's better to do this..."

Watching the group of high-ranking women clearly quarreling over Ji Jiayu, the voters present were all envious to death.

Ji Jiayu was also dumbfounded; she had no idea she was so sought after.

"Envious!" Ding Lu, who was beside her, couldn't help but nudge Ji Jiayu with his shoulder.

"Don't be envious. You'll definitely receive similar treatment in the future." Ji Jiayu heard this and, after reacting, patted Ding Lu on the shoulder.

Ding Lu smiled bitterly, "Don't comfort me. I still have this self-awareness." Ji Jiayu was silent for a moment.

On the third floor of the small building, the four observers watched the dozen or so Ming Shengs arguing over Ji Jiayu, and they also sighed.

Ji Jiayu was still a human. If he were a member of the Guangming Clan, perhaps the Ming God-level powerhouse would be alarmed and come out to rob people.

This was a scene many of the Light Clan's childhood dreams had been filled with!

After a moment of silence, Feng Ling was the first to react and said, "Let's go. Let's go down and watch the excitement!"

"Let's go. I also want to see which saint will win in the end," Meng Jiu said.

Luo Xuan and Kong Xue also went down.

Before them, He Yi had already approached Ji Jiayu. He looked at the dozen or so lights and shadows in the courtyard and frowned slightly. "What are you arguing about? They're all sages, and they're still so unorganized!"

When they saw that the speaker was He Yi, they all smiled and their attitudes became respectful. "So it's Teacher He!"

"Hello, Teacher He."

"Hello, Teacher He." He Yi hummed softly.

Immediately, he took Ji Jiayu's hand and said, "Xiao Yu is a selector in my camp, and I must be responsible for him. As for you, you all know his talent, so put aside any caution in your hearts. I will recommend whoever he chooses most sincerely."

After saying that, he looked at Ji Jiayu and said, "Xiao Yu, do you believe Grandma?"

"Of course I do," Ji Jiayu said without hesitation.

"Did you hear that?" He Yi looked at the dozen or so lights and shadows and said, "I heard that." The dozen or so Ming Shengs smiled bitterly.

After all these years, He Yi hasn't changed at all, and he's still so willing to protect these voters.

When it comes to arresting people, everyone falls silent.

After a while, a short-haired, muscular woman coughs lightly and says, "Yo, Xiao Yu, the selection for Camp 1 might be a little different from what you imagine. Although it requires a strong cultivation base, it doesn't all depend on cultivation; it also depends on other aspects of quality."

"My cultivation base might not be the highest among everyone present, but when I served in the Bright Army, I also won two medals of bravery and a holy medal. In terms of cultivation quality, I can fully assist you."

Her words seemed to cause a chain reaction, and another guide said, "I'm a late-stage eighth-stage Ming Sheng. I have a mine at home, a holy crystal mine. If you choose me as your guide, I can provide you with the best cultivation resources. As for the medal of bravery, I also have that."

"I can provide you with the best cultivation resources."

"I have experience in training many Ming Shengs."

"I have a very deep study of sacred arts and sacred skills."

"I'm far superior to them in terms of mental strength."

"I have more resources than them, I have more medals than them, and I'm stronger than them in terms of cultivation, sacred arts, and sacred skills. Jiayu, there's no reason why you shouldn't choose me."

"Don't brag! Why do you have more resources than me? It's just a few medals of bravery, and you have the face to take them out!"

"Heh, in terms of cultivation, I'm not targeting anyone. Everyone present except Aunt He is trash."

More than a dozen guides reported their own conditions, and they couldn't help but argue heatedly, much to the envy and astonishment of the voters.

"Did you hear all their conditions?" He Yi looked at Ji Jiayu.

"Hmm." Ji Jiayu nodded.

"What do you think attracts you the most?" He Yi asked.

"The three of them." Ji Jiayu extended his finger to the three of them.

When Ji Jiayu spoke, the arguing crowd suddenly fell silent. The three people who had been appointed couldn't help but smile, then looked at each other, their eyes flashing with excitement.

The other dozen or so guides didn't object, but instead looked at Ji Jiayu, waiting for him to explain.

He Yi glanced at the three people Ji Jiayu had appointed and was slightly stunned.

These three people's conditions for reporting to Ji Jiayu all had one thing in common: they could provide a large amount of cultivation resources to ensure his cultivation in the three aspects of the priesthood, the priesthood, and the spirituality. They also took into account sacred arts and sacred skills.

To achieve his goals, Ji Jiayu needed powerful strength!

"Huh," He Yi sighed lightly and advised, "Since this is your choice, then I will certainly support it. But I want to emphasize that while mastering powerful power, you must not deviate from your good heart." This is important for yourself and also for passing the selection."

"I know, Grandma," Ji Jiayu said seriously.

He lowered his voice and raised his head. He was just about to speak to the three guides, but the other guides changed their attraction strategies one after another and began to omit other things, purely using cultivation resources and increasing strength to seduce him.

Everyone gathered their energy, and for a moment, Ji Jiayu was entangled again.

The other nine choosers watched and listened quietly, flames burning in their hearts, flames of envy and jealousy. How they thought they were Ji Jiayu, but alas, they were not.

Which one to choose... Ji Jiayu was deeply entangled. Everyone's conditions were so good, so good that he couldn't decide.

As the competition gradually intensified, everyone began to increase their weight, and the conditions raised made the four observers' hearts become heated.

And just as the competition between the dozen or so guides were at its most intense, a lazy voice suddenly rang out: "Ji Jiayu, the conditions they offer are very good, but the conditions I offer are not as good as theirs. I can only ensure your cultivation resources are normal and teach you with all my might, but I can promise you..." to you, even if you fail the selection, I can also take care of your cultivation resources and educational resources for ten years."

When these words rang out, the scene suddenly fell silent, and all the guides stared at the speaker.

"Lu Shan, are you crazy?" After a moment of silence, a guide said gravely.

Ji Jiayu couldn't help but cast his gaze at the guide named Lu Shan.

His words were a warning to Ji Jiayu—although the conditions offered by many guides just now were good, they were limited to his time in Camp No. 1. So what if something happened midway and he wouldn't be able to pass the final selection? Wouldn't he be abandoned again?

In contrast, Lu Shan's conditions seemed full of sincerity.

It should be noted that the goal of the Camp 1 guides was to cultivate "that person," so they had to keep trying, and they couldn't bet all their resources on one person.

If Ji Jiayu couldn't do it, the guides would have to keep finding the next one. So if he couldn't do it, wouldn't it be a waste of resources to continue supporting him?

"Lu Shan, do you trust him that much?" a guide couldn't help but ask.

Lu Shan said, "For so many years, who hasn't we gambled on? I'm betting on my last hope. Is there a problem?"

"..."

His words left all the guides speechless.

Although Ji Jiayu was very promising, over the past few decades, too many hopefuls had ultimately failed to pass the selection.

The long-term failures had made them extremely cautious. Even if Ji Jiayu was talented, they didn't dare make a desperate bet.

"Since you're so determined, then I won't fight with you."

"Lu Shan, you've been cultivating by relying on the privileges of a guide. If you give the shares to Ji Jiayu and delay your own cultivation, do you think it's worth it?"

"Think about it carefully. If you still think this way, then I'll forget about it."

Lu Shan said with a calm expression, "Don't think about it. This is my final decision." After saying that, Lu Shan looked at Ji Jiayu and asked, "Little one, what do you think?"

Ji Jiayu was thoughtful.

Seeing Ji Jiayu's indecisive attitude, the other dozen or so guides stepped forward and once again persuaded each other. "Little fellow, you should think carefully. Your talent is excellent. Perhaps you really can pass the selection. Then you don't need to worry about what will happen if you lose."

"Believe in yourself."

"That's right. And the selection period for Camp 1 is at least five or six years. Five or six years, with your talent, is enough to cultivate to Mingzun, and you can also obtain cultivation resources on your own."

"As for being a person, you must be invincible. Don't think about winning first, think about losing first."

"..."