The day of the "Heavenly God Trial." Outside the Capital, by Lake Crimson-Purple.
The sky was a sapphire blue, without a trace of cloud.
Qiu Tu, Zhao Ji, Candle Dance, and Qing Lan stood quietly on the shore of Lake Crimson-Purple, waiting in silence.
As he looked at the other three women, Qiu Tu made his final confirmations, "Sister Zhao Ji, I remember you said the method of the 'Heavenly God Trial' changes every time."
"But in general, it's divided into two parts—'Preselection' and 'Trial.'"
"The former determines the scope of 'Trial' 'Candidates.' The latter decides the ultimate ownership of the 'Heavenly God Positional Frame.'"
"And the confirmation of 'Candidate' qualification comes from... this 'Heavenly Turtle Shell,' right?"
Saying this, Qiu Tu opened his hand. Resting quietly in his palm was a golden turtle shell, the size of a baby's fist. It gleamed beneath the sunlight.
