"Well, to tell you the truth, I have taken the exam three times but failed each time.
This year is my last chance. If I fail, I will never be able to enter the eyes of the elders again."
Fan Jinglun sighed.
"This matter seems to have nothing to do with me, right?"
"If you run for election, the candidate for the position of Holy Son will most likely fall on you, so I want you to give up temporarily.
If you agree, I can give you satisfactory compensation."
Fan Jinglun said.
"If I give up, will you be able to be a candidate for the Holy Son?"
Qin Ming asked.
"I just got an unexpected encounter. My strength has been greatly improved compared to before. I'm very confident!"
Fan Jinglun said with sincerity.
"How long will it take for the number of candidates for the Holy Son to be released?"
Qin Ming asked again.
“It depends on the situation, sometimes five or six years, or even more than ten years.
Calculations will be made based on the geniuses who emerged during this period, and the decision will be made by the elders."
In other words, if a large number of talented people appear within a few years, then Chaos City will release a quota for everyone to compete based on the situation.
But if no dazzling genius appears during this period, then Chaos City would rather not choose than make up for it.
"If that's the case, then please forgive me that I can't agree to it."
Qin Ming shook his head.
"Why don't you agree?
It’s just a little effort, but you’re not willing to help?”
The sincere smile on Fan Jinglun's face gradually faded and became extremely cold.
"First, even if I give way, you may not be able to become a candidate for the Holy Son."
Qin Ming said.
Fan Jinglun took part in three assessments and failed in all of them. Apparently his talent was not very outstanding, but he just barely reached the passing mark.
“Second, Chaos City only releases a quota every once in a while, which takes too long and is full of uncertainties.
If you are unlucky, the quota may not be released for more than ten years."
Qin Ming said.
"Therefore, it is impossible for me to give up my position as candidate for the Holy Son for your small compensation."
"But you are only in your early twenties now. You have a lot of time. There will be a lot of opportunities in the future, so you can slowly run for election!"
Fan Jinglun said hurriedly.
"Besides, the common candidates for the Holy Son are generally between the Divine Sea Realm or the Life Palace Realm.
Your current cultivation level is too low, and the future is full of uncertainty, so why rush for the moment?"
His words are not unreasonable. Most candidates for the Holy Son have cultivation levels above the Divine Sea Realm.
After all, if your cultivation level is low, the risk will be high.
No matter how talented you are in the early stage, you still have to wait until you grow up before you can gain the discernment of the elders.
People like Qin Ming who are able to stand for election without leakage are a special case.
What if we fail to open up the Divine Sea in the future?
Have you become obsessed with practicing Qigong?
Have you accidentally gone astray?
Or, when I went out for training, I was killed by someone?
Therefore, in order to reduce the uncertainty of the future, one must generally have a cultivation level in the Divine Sea realm to qualify.
In the Divine Sea realm, the cultivation level is not too low, and the path of martial arts has not been completely finalized, so it is most suitable for training.
For the Holy Land, the Divine Sea Realm can be regarded as the beginning of martial arts.
As for Under the Sea of Gods, that belongs to the category of mortals.
"Since Chaos City has asked me to run for election, it means that I am qualified."
Qin Ming said.
“If you don’t eat the toast, you’ll be fined with alcohol!”
Fan Jinglun's face turned cold.
He had already pretended to be extremely sincere, but in the end he received a ruthless rejection, which made him extremely angry.
"Junior Brother Qin, it's so heartless of you to refuse to do such a small favor.
If you are willing to help me once, I owe you a favor, one more favor and one more path!"
"If it's just a little help, of course I'll help.
But your busy schedule is obviously beyond the scope of what you can do, so please forgive me for my helplessness."
Qin Ming said unmoved.
"That's unreasonable!"
Fan Jinglun slammed the table and glared, "Do you know the consequences of rejecting me?"
"Is this the case?"
Qin Ming glanced at him and said, "See you off! Sorry for not seeing you off far!"
"What's your attitude?
I am your senior brother and your senior! Show respect to me!"
Fan Jinglun was furious.
"I will only respect friendly guests, like you... let's forget it."
"You really don't want to help?"
"Nothing can be done!"
"In that case, let's just wait and see! Even if I fail the test, I won't make it easy for you!"
Fan Jinglun left a harsh word and walked away.
"You don't have any friendship with me, and you want me to do such a big favor. What the heck are you doing?"
Qin Ming sneered.
It is said that he will have many opportunities in the future to become a candidate for the Holy Son.
But if you miss this time, it will be at least five years later.
Even if you are unlucky, it may happen in ten or twenty years.
When Chaos City will release the quota is full of uncertainty and will change according to the situation.
Only a fool would be willing to wait for such a long period of time.
If you can become a candidate for the Holy Son, then your status and training resources will far exceed those of ordinary disciples.
Giving up this opportunity is tantamount to giving up at least five years and all the resources you have enjoyed within five years.
Even a close friend might not be able to help with such a big request, let alone a stranger like Qin Ming.
This request made by Fan Jinglun is extremely unreasonable. Do you really think that you can win over Qin Ming by pretending to be sincere?
It was obvious that he was being treated as a fool.
"Young Master, I have heard a lot of rumors about the candidate for the Holy Son.
It’s just that you just came out of Panwu Cave and haven’t had time to say anything yet.”
Meng'er came out and said.
"oh?
If you hear any rumors, tell me."
Qin Ming said.
"There are rumors that the number of candidates for the Holy Son released by the top management of Chaos City this time is actually mainly prepared for you. Even if you are willing to give up, the top management of Chaos City will not just sit idly by."
Meng'er said.
"Actually, it has only been three years since the last battle for candidates for the Holy Son.
Under normal circumstances, Chaos City would not select two candidates for the Holy Son in such a short period of time."
"Everyone is guessing that the reason why the top management of Chaos City released the second quota at this time is naturally only because of you, young master."
"Well... the top management of Chaos City has released a quota. If I refuse, many people will be disappointed and angry."
Qin Ming nodded.
"Since the spot is reserved for me, there is absolutely no way I will give it up.
This Fan Jinglun deceived me and I didn’t understand, but it’s a pity that I didn’t fall for it.”
"You have to give up at least five years. Do you really think that this period of time is short?
It has only been about five years since I started practicing."
“On the road to martial arts, every second counts. How can you give in because of someone you don’t know?
Such a character is too weak and is not the behavior of a strong person!"
He stood up and looked at the grandeur and vastness of Chaos City, his eyes full of determination.