The facts have also proven that, no matter how perilous the moment, as long as the "Summon Immortal Order" is invoked, no one can shake the foundation of the Great De Dynasty. Even the million-strong northern Qiang army, which once received strong support from the great cultivation sect Phantom Corpse Sect, never returned, and even the Phantom Corpse Sect itself was pushed to the brink of annihilation in that protracted and bloody war.

"Could it be that the crisis at the borderlands this time is truly so immense that even the last Summon Immortal Order must be used!" Grandpa Brooks was shocked, but a trace of excitement flickered in his eyes.

"With the Summon Immortal Order, not only can we invite the supreme aid of the Supreme Qingxuan Sect, but we can also obtain a thousand entry slots into the sect. This is the Supreme Qingxuan Sect! A truly supreme sect!"

"If someone from my clan could become a disciple of their sect..."

At this, Samuel Benson said excitedly, "An opportunity—a tremendous opportunity!"

……

Sweeping his gaze over Grandpa BensonSamuel Benson, who stood on the high platform, Evelyn Benson, who had already achieved the realm of "Unmatched Divine Strength," couldn't help but frown slightly.

"What on earth has happened, that the centenarian patriarch of the The Benson Family would personally appear to summon over a thousand clansmen, including the direct line, collateral branches, and even hundreds of servants who have taken the Duan surname..."

"They're all men, and all between the ages of fifteen and forty. Could it be a conscription of clan members into the army?"

The reason for such speculation was that Evelyn Benson's elder brother Henry Benson had once been sent into the Zhenman Army in just this way. However, such conscriptions had always selected people from the martial training camp, never on such a grand scale as today.

At this moment, Samuel Benson, standing tall on the high platform, spoke.

"By order of the Zhenman King, three thousand noble families are to conscript one hundred thousand sons into the army. Today, my The Benson Family will select five hundred clansmen to participate. Only the elite are worthy of this honor. You will be tested today, and only the strongest will be chosen. Anyone selected will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver. If you achieve military merit on the borderlands, in addition to the imperial rewards, the clan will grant further great rewards."

Samuel Benson's voice was not loud, yet it was as if he spoke right beside each person's ear, clearly and unmistakably reaching the thousands of The Benson Family clansmen below the platform. This alone showed the profound cultivation of the Grandpa Benson.

After finishing his speech, Samuel Benson summoned his second son Lily Benson and sixth son Grace Benson to preside over the selection, then stepped into the air and departed as if walking on air.

"Walking on air!?"

Below the platform, Evelyn Benson thought to himself, then shook his head slightly. "Father once said that walking on air is a technique of cultivators who have reached the Dan Refinement Realm. That step just now by the Old Man Benson looked like he was gliding through the air, but before he took that step, a huge amount of internal force was released around him. If he had truly reached the Dan Refinement Realm, he would have converted all his internal force into the unique true essence of a cultivator. This is not the behavior of a Dan Refinement Realm cultivator."

Since childhood, Evelyn Benson had heard much about the cultivation world from his father William Benson. Now that he possessed the formidable strength of the eighth level of Martial Refinement, his insight was far beyond what it once was, and he could see through Samuel Benson's true cultivation.

Witnessing this scene also gave Evelyn Benson some new understanding: it turns out that even those in the Martial Refinement Realm can imitate the act of walking on air like a cultivator. Though somewhat lacking, it is still far superior to running at full speed.

At this time, Lily Benson stepped onto the high platform, with Grace Benson at his side. The former swept his gaze over the crowd below and said in a deep voice, "For this selection, only the strong may remain. Excluding the thirty members of the War Dragon Squad, the hundred of the War Tiger Squad, and the two hundred who have completed the final test of the martial training camp, there are still one hundred and seventy slots left..."

At this, Lily Benson paused, looked around at the crowd below, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he was quite satisfied with the nervous anticipation of those below. He continued, "For the first test, anyone whose arms cannot lift a thousand catties, step down!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several people brought out ten massive green stone locks and placed them not far in front of the crowd.

These green stone locks were about half a man's height, four feet long, two feet wide, and made entirely of "Tianqing Flower Gang Stone," which was far heavier than ordinary rock.

"Lift the stone lock overhead and hold for three breaths to pass."

Lily Benson set the rules, and the selection began immediately. Over a thousand people were divided into ten lines, each stepping forward in turn to try.

These stone locks weighed a thousand catties each. Unless one was exceptionally gifted, it was nearly impossible to lift them without reaching the second level of Martial Refinement, "Strength Condensed Like a Tiger." In this way, selecting one hundred and seventy out of over a thousand became much simpler.

Heading to the borderlands was now Evelyn Benson's best option. First, it would give him a chance to reunite with his elder brother; second, he felt there was little left to gain by staying in the The Benson Family, as he had already visited the Sutra Pavilion more than ten times and found no more techniques worth cultivating.

On the contrary, going to the borderlands would allow him to learn techniques unique to the military, and if he achieved military merit, he could be rewarded with superior techniques.

Now, Evelyn Benson's goal was to pass the selection without drawing attention and secure a spot in the army.

As Evelyn Benson was pondering this, a burst of laughter erupted from the front of his line.

"Matthew Benson, you might as well give up. With your stupidity, even if you get selected, you'll just be handing military merit to the barbarians on the battlefield."

"Idiot, your mother is calling you home for dinner. This is joining the army, not playing in the mud..."

"This guy is here for the selection too? The sun must be rising in the west."