In a distant place.

Full of an evil aura around it, there was a young boy.

It was Nath Hua. He woke up to find himself in a new area.

Where was he currently?

how would he know that he was already sold to the evil demonic cult?

Not only him most of the mortals from the Hua clan were also sold to the demonic cult.

But it was not that the demonic cult was full of ruthless barbaric people.

It was the opposite, it was full of crafty and witty people who had moved on from clan system to sect system.

This world of the Immortal clan was full of people with an old mentality where only the descendant of an immortal clan was allowed to be an immortal.

The demonic cult or the demonic sect was a new system of nurturing junior immortals.

Where talents would be utilized and their battle strength would flourish.

In this system, if one could ruthlessly kill and survive against other disciples then they could be at the peak.

Similarly, if your battle strength was weak, you would be killed without any second thought.

The principle of this demonic sect was, 'don't think a lot when killing and don't look back when you leave.

It was an environment where the strong would bully the weak while the weak could only flatter the strong and try to survive.

Here, there were several reasons for this demonic sect to take mortals.

One of the reasons was to nurture some disciples that had talents for this demonic path.

Another reason was to use the remaining useless mortals to steal their yang energy or their vitality.

There were many ways to steal the vitality, one of them was of course dual cultivation, while there were other demonic methods.

Who could blame these demonic members for doing this? They were never an orthodox party so they could publicly do these acts.

But if you indeed test their patience and cross the line, they would find trouble for you.

So if they were going to do some acts that crossed the line, they would do these acts in secrecy.

They were not fools but they were ruthless demons that emerged from a cruel environment.

They were far way crafty and stronger than orthodox clans or sects.

Nath Hua had entered this place. It was not wrong to say that he had entered hell.

A few days passed by in a blink.

Countless mortals were shivering in fear, far away immortals were standing on the grand platform.

The immortals were going through it to evaluate their talent.

There were countless mortals, some were bought as slaves while some were brought from destroying some small clans.

Among all these mortals, there was Nath Hua.

He was among them waiting for his turn to evaluate talent.

Talents were divided into 5 realms,

the lowest of them being- below-average grade talent, also known as fifth-grade talent.

They could hardly cultivate, It would take them at least 100 years to even reach rank-1 semi-immortal.

Their fate was already decided, they were destined to die.

Following it was an average talent- fourth-grade talent.

Similarly, They were among average, 60% of people had this talent, which could barely even cultivate to an immortal realm, It would take them 50 years. This gap already showed the importance of talent. Only a few individuals with fourth-grade talent could join the demonic sect, even if they join, they would barely even survive.

After it, there was a realm for talented people- Third-grade talent.

This kind of talent was suitable for cultivation to immortal as it would only take 10-20 years to reach rank 1- semi-immortal.

This kind of talent was the foundation for clans and sects, while most immortals have this kind of talent.

Now, There was one of the rarest talents, It was a prodigal talent-Second-grade talent.

This kind of talent is destined to be higherups of a sect or a clan. They were tiger among tigers and dragon among dragons.

They were an important asset to clans and sects. They were the major battle strength, They were destined to be great if they had time to grow up. But this did not mean that they would be dominating the world.

Everyone has their own opportunity and misfortune, it depends upon a man to go through it, If they could overcome it.

They could overcome anything.

It depends upon the person how he does things.

It depends upon his own ability to execute the given opportunity and survive the misfortune.

If they could indeed do this then they would be unstoppable.

And finally, there was the genius-level talent- first-grade talent.

They were very extremely few people with this kind of talent.

One would not see this kind of talent even in thousands of years, only one or two would appear in an era.

Above this talent, one could not imagine its might, with first-grade talent one would reach rank1-semi-immortal in less than 5 years.

On the grand platform, there was beautiful scenery, the grand pillar that was formed from a dragon's body, and there were springs and a waterfall that symbolized a piece of heaven. Countless immortal plants were growing there.

It was really beautiful. It was beautiful beyond understanding, and in the middle, there was a grand wheel of fate, it graded your talent.

After countless hours, it was finally Nath Hua's turn to go.

The immortals were arrogantly resting on the grand platform.

Nath Hua was nervous, he was beyond nervous, even tho he went through a lot he was still just a mortal boy with 14 years of a sheltered life.

He like everyone believed that he was special.

It was his own flaw to think like that.

He slowly went to the wheel of fate and placed his hand.