Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
A massive crowd was pouring into a coliseum. It was mainly composed of the civilians of Thunder Cloud City.
There was a reason for the crowd today. It was time for the testing of destinies.
The minimum age for the testing of destinies was 6 years old since at this age, the child’s body would be stable enough to endure the influx of energy required to ascertain the grade of the destiny.
It was also at this age that though still tender, their meridians would be strong enough to be tested.
Well, this would be the case for normal babies and children. I was a bit of an oddball since I was strong enough to be tested on account of my cultivation, but mom was being a mom and wanted to wait till I was old enough officially to do it with the other kids nearest my age.
As one could imagine, the civilians were discussing amongst themselves the results they would see today, as they filtered into the coliseum to watch the show.
“Who do you think will have the greatest destiny?”
“My money’s on the young master of the Shen family!”
“Mines on Weisheng Zu!”
“Oh, really!? I think the young lady Qin Ling will be the highest!”
“Oh, that’s the daughter of Mistress Qin Dongmei, right?”
“What about the mysterious son of Master Long Huangdi?”
“Hmph, him!? That cowardly Long Huangdi and his wife Long Nuhuang have hidden their son from the world. I bet they’re ashamed of his obvious lack of talent. He probably has the most pathetic of mortal bodies! A di mortal physique!”
No, that wasn’t a venereal disease that ravaged the body. Allow me to explain.
In this world, everyone had something known as a physique. Most people, and by people I mean humans, had what was known as a mortal-grade physique.
Mortal-grade physiques were the weakest of all and were usually in possession of a bronze destiny or worse.
Though one couldn’t be sure of another’s destiny unless one reached a certain cultivation level or possessed a device for that specific use, one could infer the physique based on the faint amount of spiritual energy that naturally entered the bo
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