Star Iron: Cat Renaissance Abundance

Nine is the maximum number between heaven and earth, and there are a total of 9,801 lotus pedestals in Daoxuan Palace.

There is one person sitting on each flower, and nine thousand worldly guests all gather at Daoxuan.

Bai Ling sat on the colorful lotus on the high platform, looking at the empty lotus platform floating below, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Indeed, the Nine-Nine Ultimates, the Nine Thousand Mortals. Therefore, there should also be three thousand steps to temper their character."

Bai Ling waved his sleeves, and three thousand steps extended out from the Daoxuan Palace. Every time he climbed a step, it was a test of himself, his character, and his perseverance.

At this moment, Bai Ling sat quietly on the lotus platform, calmly awaiting those who came to seek the Dao. With a gentle wave of her sleeve, the vague shadow of Daoxuan Palace suddenly became immense, towering before her like a towering immortal mountain. Then, the palace gate slowly opened with a dull and heavy sound, as if the gateway to a mysterious world had been opened.

Bai Ling's figure gradually disappeared into the void, but her aura still permeated the surroundings, giving people a sense of mystery.

After everything was ready, Bai Ling, drawing upon the power of the Star God, broadcast his voice far and wide. His voice was as melodious as the sounds of nature, yet it carried an irresistible majesty: "The two-month period is almost over. You may all come to the Daoxuan Palace beyond the Milky Way to listen to me expound on the path to destiny! There are a total of 9,801 spots available in the Daoxuan Palace. Those who are destined to take one will find it!"

Bai Ling's words reverberated like thunder across the galaxy. Everyone who heard it stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. They checked the time and found that there was only one month left until the agreed date. Without delay, everyone boarded their starships at top speed, eagerly speeding towards the outer reaches of the galaxy.

Suddenly, starships filled the sky like a swarm of locusts. These ships came in all shapes and sizes, some gleaming with dazzling light, others emitting a cold metallic sheen. Their fleet stretched endlessly, stretching as far as the eye could see. Even the vast expanse of the pioneering star track seemed cramped before such a vast swarm of starships.

After hearing Bai Ling's voice, the generals of the Xianzhou Alliance had to put down their work and gather again in Xuling Xianzhou to discuss the issues that had been put on hold before.

"Everyone, let's continue with the topic we talked about last time. Today, let's discuss who should be sent to listen to the sermon this time?" Marshal Hua spoke with a serious face, his tone was crisp and clear, without any dragging his feet.

Before he finished speaking, General Huai Yan responded immediately: "Your Excellency, the Zhu Mingxianzhou party hereby applies to withdraw from this election." His voice was loud and firm, as if he had already made a decision on the matter.

However, Marshal Hua responded without hesitation: "Reject!" Her attitude was equally firm, and her eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty.

Upon hearing the word "rejected," General Huai Yan, who had been full of anticipation, instantly closed his eyes, a hint of disappointment showing on his face. Meanwhile, General Jing Yuan, who was about to echo General Huai Yan's proposal, abruptly swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. For a moment, the entire scene fell into silence.

After a brief pause, Marshal Hua slowly began to explain again:

"Everyone, I don't mean to embarrass you, but the situation is pressing! Bai Ling has only allocated 9,801 spots for this lecture, which is far from what I expected! Therefore, we must send personnel to the lecture, no matter what. After all, every additional person we send means one less potential enemy. This will have a crucial impact on our future development and layout. I hope you all understand the stakes involved and refrain from requesting to withdraw from the competition like Zhu Mingxianzhou did. General Yaoguang, please make a few additional comments."

After saying that, Hua looked around, scanning everyone present one by one, as if trying to find some clues from their expressions.

General Yaoguang, who had hurried back from his mission after receiving the Marshal's order, continued, "Yes, Marshal! Generals, this matter is of great importance. Before coming here, I used the Qiongguan Formation to perform a divination, and found that only a few people in the Immortal Boat were destined to be among the more than 9,000 seats."

"Now let me read through the list given by the Qiongguan Formation. There are 762 people in the entire Xianzhou Alliance who are destined to have a seat. The first one is Zhu Ming Xianzhou..."

General Yaoguang looked at the list in his hand with a serious expression, reading out the names one by one, sorted by race and position. With each name, the expressions of those present changed. General Huaiyan, sitting nearby, silently prayed for the roll call to end quickly, knowing full well that if Yunli's name was among them, it would cause serious trouble.

However, General Yaoguang seemed oblivious to General Huaiyan's inner uneasiness, and continued calmly, "...So far, there are 137 candidates for the Zhuming Immortal Boat. Next, let's take a look at the Xuling Immortal Boat. There are a total of 178 outstanding talents awaiting selection..."

Huai Yan didn't hear Yun Li's name, so he felt a lot more relaxed. However, the other people who were called were also the backbone of Zhu Ming Xianzhou.

As General Yaoguang uttered unfamiliar names, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. Many of those mentioned were high-ranking officials holding important positions in their respective fields.

After a brief pause, General Yaoguang began reading out the list of candidates for the Xuling Immortal Boat. In a clear, resonant voice, he recited the names of the 78 candidates one by one. Each name he read caused a slight commotion around him. The generals whose names had been called silently pondered their choices.

When General Yaoguang finally finished reading out all the candidates for Xuling Xianzhou, he took a deep breath and spoke again, "Now it's Yaoqing Xianzhou's turn. There are a total of 121 candidates as follows..."

Hearing this number, General Xuanquan, who had been wearing a tense expression, couldn't help but frown. He felt that General Yaoguang's voice was like the god of death from hell, and every word was like a ruthless sickle, bit by bit cutting away the last shred of hope in his heart.

Despite this, General Yaoguang continued relentlessly reading off the list. Time ticked by, until he finally reached the section on Fanghu Xianzhou. General Yaoguang cleared his throat and continued, "...Fanghu Xianzhou has a total of 143 candidates, as follows..."

"...Next is the Luofu Immortal Boat, with a total of 62 people as follows..."

General Jing Yuan steeled himself, his gaze slowly scanning the list before him. Compared to other immortal ships, the Luofu Ship's population was understandably sparse due to the war. However, precisely because of this, the Luofu Ship was already short on talent, and those capable of shouldering important responsibilities were even fewer. These 62 individuals were the pillars and backbone of the Luofu Ship!

At this moment, an unfamiliar name came into General Jing Yuan's ears: "...Luofu University, freshman, Qingque..."