'More severe than expected?'
Fang Han's heart sank. He'd had this premonition when he saw the young woman in purple, and now it seemed his feeling was coming true.
"I've made inquiries through many channels and gathered a lot of information. In previous years, with your Cultivation of reaching the Ninth Grade Internal Qi Realm at eighteen, passing the Qingxuan Sect's Entry Level assessment would have been all but guaranteed."
Fang Lingyuan said, looking up at Fang Han.
Fang Han listened quietly, knowing there was a "but" coming.
Sure enough, Fang Lingyuan's tone shifted, growing heavy. "But this year is completely different. The Qingxuan Sect has opened its gates wide, and the number of geniuses it has attracted far exceeds previous years."
