Divine Seal: I am a saintess of the human race, but also the heir to the Demon God.

Chapter 82, Preliminary Round 1: Bai Ling vs. Yang Wenzhao?

Everyone said they weren't worried about Long Haochen, Li Xin, and Han Yu's preliminary selection.

However, Bai Ling was woken up by Chen Ying'er early the next morning.

Wearing a pink dress and holding a small parasol, Chen Ying'er stood outside the door and said mischievously, "Bai Ling, have you heard? The Knights' Temple is starting its preliminary assessment this afternoon!"

Bai Ling frowned and said, "So fast? Where did you get this information from?"

Chen Ying'er pointed upwards, implying that the person who spread the news came from above.

"Come with me to see the new knights of the Knights' Temple this year. I heard there are a lot of pretty girls participating."

As she spoke, Chen Ying'er took Bai Ling's hand and skipped along, leading them onto the Soul Temple's private carriage.

When the two arrived at the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Grounds, Bai Ling saw Long Haochen and Li Xin standing in line at the front from a distance.

Considering the long queue ahead and the large number of people visiting the Knight Temple selection assessment, Bai Ling decided not to take Chen Ying'er to the training ground.

It's too crowded over there.

When Bai Ling took out the Alliance badge and led Chen Ying'er into the special passage, she unexpectedly saw a figure standing beside the passage, looking around.

Oni-Mu's father, Oni-Kage.

Bai Ling's lips twitched, and she decisively pulled Chen Ying'er to another passage, preparing to reach the stands and watch the knights of this year's Knight Temple enter.

It's a pity that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation.

Ye Hua, who had come all the way from Haoyue City to see Li Xin, spotted Bai Ling in the crowd at a glance.

After a second of thought, Ye Hua raised his hand and called out, "Bai Ling, is this way okay?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Ling paused, and Ghost Shadow, hearing the familiar voice, turned to look in their direction.

It's over.

Bai Ling looked up and helplessly extended her hand to Ye Hua, inviting him to come and watch the show with them.

Ye Hua understood immediately and followed. As he did, Ghost Shadow also came over and said, "We meet again, Brother Ye Hua."

Ye Hua's eyes turned cold. He seemed to have noticed something from Bai Ling's expression. He touched his nose and said indifferently, "You've come to see your precious son again?"

Ghost Shadow chuckled, giving Bai Ling a meaningful look. "Yeah, you know, with all this fuss about the Knights' Temple, it's not like the kids in our families just happened to run into each other before the preliminary rounds, is it?"

Bai Ling paused slightly, pulled Chen Ying'er, who was looking at the two of them with curiosity, and said calmly, "Instructor Ye Hua, let's go."

Ye Hua followed.

Before leaving, he said without turning his head, "If we run into each other, your son will lose."

"What did you say! You piece of trash!"

Ghost Shadow couldn't save face anymore, and anger surged up, almost causing him to explode on the spot.

Unfortunately, Bai Ling had already led the two of them to the red zone of the audience seats.

The ghostly figures that came from Xiucheng are not qualified to sit here.

By the time Ye Hua sat down somewhat awkwardly and curiously looked around at the scattered important figures, the carefree Chen Ying'er had already taken out tea and snacks from her spatial storage and placed them in front of her to enjoy.

Bai Ling smiled and pointed to her bulging mouth, referring to the little one who had been clamoring to lose weight earlier, "You don't look like someone who's here to watch the Knights Temple players compete."

Chen Ying'er, whose speech was unclear, pouted and said, "That's your fault. You insisted on saying that the early bird catches the worm and that getting up early to communicate with the souls of newly awakened magical beasts would help with cultivation."

"Getting up so early to cultivate, how can you have time to brush your teeth, wash your face, or stop to have a proper breakfast?" Bai Ling looked at Chen Ying'er helplessly. "Fine, it's all my fault. The cultivation approach I provided was flawed."

Chen Ying'er nodded and patted the pastry crumbs off her hands. "That's right, my cultivation speed is no slower than others!"

While the two were chatting, the Knight Training Grounds had already started operating.

Intense magical energy fluctuations were already overwhelming; even Bai Ling, sitting in the audience, could feel that the magical energy here was almost tangible.

Although it is not aggressive, it brings an invisible pressure and a sense of urgency.

As the number of people present increased, the dome above their heads revealed a series of enormous magical symbols.

As the complex magic wand lit up, illuminating the knight's training ground, it also lit up the protective shields in the audience stands.

Chen Ying'er yawned and rested her chin on her hand. "Bai Ling, who do you think might be the person announcing the selection rules from the stands today?"

Bai Ling looked up and saw a particularly prominent, tallest platform—the main stage of the trial arena.

With her pale blue eyes, she sensed several familiar auras emanating from the stands, each exceeding the eighth rank of spiritual power. She smiled and said, "Who knows? But the masters of the various temples should all make an appearance, right? We can't let the Knight Temple act as if it's special."

Bai Ling always felt that the Knights' Temple had been quite restless lately, and some of its higher-ups seemed to be trying to find something through the trials.

Looking for Haoyue? That's unlikely.

Humanity's understanding of the bright moon is practically nonexistent.

Unless, of course, there are traitors in the Knights' Temple who are backed by the demons and are profiting from both sides.

These traitors received some information from the demon god of Heart City, so before the rules were perfected, they wanted to try and capture Haoyue.

As Bai Ling pondered, the dome of the training ground suddenly lit up, and a huge golden halo spread out from the dome.

There were quite a few people in the audience. Including the young people from the other five temples and the older teachers leading the teams, the spacious audience seats were basically full.

It seems everyone is very curious about which knights participated in this year's Demon Hunter selection and successfully passed the preliminary rounds.

Inside the training ground, knights dressed in knightly attire stood in a dense array, arranged in order.

Dozens of people had already arrived on the platform.

A deep voice rang out from the podium, "The first competition before the preliminary rounds is the points competition. This afternoon, the first round of the first year's points competition will be held. There are 376 registered participants. Six fifth-level participants will receive a bye in the first round. The draw will begin. All participants, please be prepared."

After he finished speaking, a huge golden sphere of light slowly appeared in the center of the dome in the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a bluish-green spell was struck inside the golden sphere of light.

Chen Ying'er cupped her face in her hands, exclaiming in amazement, "Wow, the lottery tool that the Magic Temple just created has already been used by the Knight Temple? When did the relationship between the two temples become so good?"

The tool she was referring to was the golden orb floating in the sky, which contained information about the identity of the younger generation of magicians on the entire Holy Demon Continent, as well as their current spiritual power data.

It's perfect for searching for a person's information and finding their current location.

Bai Ling picked up her teacup, blew on a tea leaf, and said casually, "Who knows? Maybe the Knights' Temple paid them?"

The next second, numerous names and corresponding numbers began to flash on the sphere of light.

Just as Bai Ling finished drinking a cup of tea, the numbers flashing on the golden sphere in the sky suddenly stopped.

Two enormous names transformed into halos of light that shone in mid-air.

"The first match is between Bai Ling and Yang Wenzhao."