Throne of Gods: Divine thunder descends, and the Qilin descends upon the world!

Chapter 12 Moonbeam's Team? The Black Box Operations of the Six Great Temples!
Inside the Holy Alliance Conference Hall.

Beneath the solemn dome, the masters of the six great temples sat around an ancient round table.

The light from the crystal chandelier cast shadows of varying depths on everyone's faces.

"Yang Haohan, why did you suddenly summon us? Is there something important?" Li Zhengzhi tapped the table lightly with his fingertips, his voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction.

Yang Haohan placed his hands on the table and said in a deep voice, "It concerns the formation of the Moonshine Demon Hunter Team."

"Xiao Hui's matter?" Li Zhengzhi sat up abruptly, the chair screeching. "Do you perhaps want to disqualify him from the competition?" His eyes flashed coldly, and there were faint fluctuations of wind element around him.

"Palace Master Li, please calm down." Yang Haohan raised his hand to signal, "Yuehui fully meets the requirements for the competition, so why would the Holy Alliance disqualify him? What we need to discuss today is the configuration of his teammates."

Li Zhengzhi snorted and sat down again, but his eyes remained fixed on Yang Haohan.

If the other party dares to jeopardize Yuehui's eligibility to participate in the competition, he wouldn't mind letting Yang Haohan taste what the wrath of the Wind God is like!
Chen Hongyu, the Temple Master of the Soul Temple, stroked his long beard and said, "The Demon Hunter Team selection competition has only reached the top sixteen stage. Isn't it too hasty to discuss team formation now?"

"Precisely because things are not yet settled, we need to plan ahead."

Yang Haohan looked around at everyone.

“As you all know, once a Demon Hunter team is formed, it cannot be disbanded or reorganized unless there are casualties. As a sixth-tier mage, Moonshine’s talent and strength far surpass his peers. If he were to team up with an ordinary player, it would not only fail to help him grow, but would also become a hindrance.”

The palace masters nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, given Moonshine's potential, mediocre teammates would only drag him down, potentially leading to the disbandment of the Demon Hunter team or even causing him to fade into obscurity.

This is undoubtedly a huge loss for the Holy Alliance.

Temple Master Qiu Yonghao frowned and said, "But it seems there are no teammates among this year's contestants who can match him. Should we make an exception and have a high-level demon hunter join?"

"Hmph! Who said there isn't?" Saint Moon sneered. "My great-granddaughter is the Saintess of Reincarnation, with an innate spiritual power of ninety-three! I'm worried that kid Moon Radiance won't be able to keep up with her in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the other palace masters all showed surprise.

How could they not know the fame of reincarnation?

The Child of Reincarnation once nearly perished alongside the Demon Emperor with the Reincarnation Furnace, buying humanity a precious chance to breathe.

Li Zhengzhi scoffed, "So what if she's the Saintess of Reincarnation? My Moonbeam possesses ninety innate spiritual power and is an unprecedented follower of the Thunder God. Besides—"

He paused deliberately, his tone playful, "There's something you might not know: although Xiao Hui is already at the sixth level, he only recently turned fifteen."

In an instant, the conference hall fell silent.

The five hall masters, along with Yang Haohan, all stared at Li Zhengzhi in astonishment.

They knew that Yuehui was exceptionally talented; although a sixth-tier cultivator at the age of twenty-five was rare, it was not without precedent in history.

But... a 15-year-old at the sixth rank?
What a joke!
Long Tianyin frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Our Knights Temple has produced a Child of Light in this generation, with an innate spiritual power of ninety-seven."

Before he finished speaking, the other palace masters all turned their heads, their eyes filled with shock.

Li Zhengzhi narrowed his eyes and said meaningfully, "Heh, I didn't expect that you Knights Temple guys with your big eyebrows and big eyes could be so good at hiding your true intentions."

Chen Hongyu coughed twice, stroked his beard, and slowly added, "Since everyone is so frank, our Soul Temple has also produced a Soul Saintess this year, with an innate spiritual power of ninety-two."

"What?!" Qiu Yonghao and Ling Xiao exclaimed simultaneously, their faces filled with disbelief.

Li Zhengzhi glanced around at everyone, a playful smile on his lips: "So... what about the Warrior's Temple and the Priest's Temple? Could it be..."

Qiu Yonghao and Ling Xiao lowered their heads simultaneously, their voices almost inaudible: "We...have no chosen ones."

"Shameful!" the four palace masters exclaimed in unison.

Looking at the scene before him, Yang Haohan's eyes gleamed with a sharp light, and he exclaimed with satisfaction, "I never expected that four people favored by the gods would emerge in this generation. It is truly a blessing from heaven for our Holy Alliance!"

Chen Hongyu stroked his long beard, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "Although four chosen ones have emerged, if they sweep the top three spots, wouldn't we have to split into different teams?" Yang Haohan smiled calmly, tapping his fingertips lightly on the table: "That's simple. Just arrange the other chosen ones in the same group as Yuehui."

All six hall masters turned their gazes to Yang Haohan, and the air suddenly became quiet for a moment.

Li Zhengzhi squinted: "Then there's the random roulette draw."

“This is even simpler,” Yang Haohan said calmly, picking up his teacup. “I will personally handle the arrangements.”

Before the words were finished, the masters of the four temples of knights, magic, assassins, and souls exchanged smiles, their eyes filled with unspoken understanding.

Only the warrior and the priest, the two temple lords, looked at each other, their faces filled with helplessness.

……

In the blink of an eye, the draw results for the Round of 16 were revealed.

When Yuehui saw the lottery results, she was completely dumbfounded.

The reason is simple: he was facing Long Haochen in the first round.

And in the second round, she was matched against Saint Cherrie.

"What the hell? What kind of lottery is this?" Yuehui muttered.

"Yuehui, what's wrong?" Cai'er keenly noticed his unusual behavior and gently leaned closer to ask.

She was still wearing a plain white veil today, but her gray eyes were filled with concern.

Moonlight's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice slightly hoarse: "The draw results. If we both win the first round, we'll meet in the second round."

Cai'er was taken aback at first, then a faint smile, invisible to the moonlight, appeared beneath her veil: "Isn't this wonderful?" She reached out and grasped Yuehui's hand. "This way, we can fight side by side."

Feeling the warmth emanating from his palm, Yuehui felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

He gripped Cai'er's slender fingers tightly, as if to remember this warmth forever.

...

Round of 16, Match 1.

Moonlight slowly stepped onto the stone-paved arena, her deep purple magic robe fluttering slightly in the morning breeze, the silver-embroidered star patterns on her cuffs faintly visible.

Opposite him, a black-haired youth stood ramrod straight, holding two swords, the morning light casting a pale gold hue on his handsome features.

As Yuehui stepped onto the stage, he held his sword horizontally across his chest with his right hand, the armor clanging crisply.

"Knight's Temple, Long Haochen!"

His clear voice carried an unmistakable solemnity.

Moonlight gazed at this genius knight who should have been triumphantly winning the Demon Hunter Selection Tournament, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

—In the end, fate's trajectory was derailed because of him.

But at this moment, he had no choice.

For Cai'er's sake, and for Cai'er's promise to "fight side by side," he must go all out!

Moonbeam took a deep breath, raised her right hand slightly, her fingertips shimmering with a faint magical glow, and returned the greeting with equal solemnity.

"Magic Temple - Moonlight!"

He will not back down in this battle.

Even if the opponent is the "Children of Light"!
(End of this chapter)