Chapter 1370 A Generation of Young Elites

The tournament grounds of the Martial Arts Tournament of Mount Netheris and spectator areas of Mount Netheris strictly prohibited the use of flying exotic beasts.

There were no exceptions–regardless of status.

Even the chief guardians of the major syndicates had to proceed on foot.

By 8 a.m., the mountain peak swarmed with elite fighters from the Netheris Syndicate and minor sects Ke the Black Faith Order.

Each young elite carried an aura of indomitable pride, their gazes sweeping dismissively over the crowds.

“Look–the one leading the procession! That’s Vania, Grandmaster of the First Syndicate! She was the first among our generation to break through to the Grandmaster realm!”

“Not only is Grandmaster Somerland peerlessly skilled, but her beauty rivals the heavens!”

Daphne followed the pointing fingers to a jade–skinned woman in azure robes, so exquisite she seemed carved from moonlight.

“I thought they claimed such looks were ‘ugly‘?” Daphne muttered.

“How does Vania qualify as a peerless beauty then?”

Arthur whispered, “Dad said noble houses use different standards.”

“Vania’s father is a Cardinal under the High Pontiff–so she’s judged by aristocratic metrics.

“Every year at the Martial Arts Tournament at Mount Netheris, the tournament finalists receives noble status from the High Pontiff himself.

“Once ennobled, they adopt elite privileges… including redefined beauty norms.”

Robin snorted. “What a cesspit–even appearances get rankings. This is ridiculous!

“The commoners here must be brainwashed to accept such nonsense.”

While they were throwing shades, another elite arrived.

The newcomer was built like a bear, broad–shouldered and rugged.

He had a thick beard covering his face. He was as fierce and imposing as a legendary warrior.

was Frederick, the Second Syndicate’s

High–tier Grandmaster of the Fourth Syndicate; Reiss Ave, High–tier Grandmaster of the Fifth Syndicate; Aurelia Rein, Peak Grandmaster of the

elites, the

Netheris Syndicates‘ rising generation, her

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not for lack of effort, but because

in the syndicate’s martial academies began combat training immediately, Hacyon had been forced

father, former Archmage of the Lightborn Sect, had ensured her curriculum included the Dark Syndicate’s indoctrination courses–mandatory for all commoners of the Netheris

years, all her time was spent

years of seclusion could she

doctrine exams recurred annually, stealing

her had all

worked twice as hard. Yet

inferiority pressed down

noticed his sister’s clenched fists and whispered, “You’re stronger than them. Dad said you were able to learn martial arts cultivation in

level of First–rank Master. That shows your talent

you could surpass

pain crossed

force a smile

resources I’ll never touch.

to First–rank

you know

Arthur shook his head.

we can never hope

decades, the highest I could reach would be Peak Master. I’ll never enter the Grandmaster realm in this lifetime–let alone touch the perfected

one. He was

background, how could

her limitations, but at the

knew exactly which Peak Warlord

Prince, the tenth son of the High Pontiff of the Dark Syndicate:

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was also the future successor to the

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