He politely bowed in the direction of a few Peak Masters in the distance and then cupped his hands before the Chief before him.
"Qi Family, Qi Yuliang, I kindly ask senior to review this."
The onlookers exclaid, with so even unconsciously blurting out "Prince Qi", undeniably capturing Jiang Feng’s attention, drawing a curious gaze from him.
There were others at the peak of Foundation Establishnt, but none received such treatnt before, and beside him, a hearty voice was heard.
"The Qi family is part of the Daliang Imperial Family. This Qi Yuliang, considering his age and realm, seems not to be from the direct descendants but likely from the side branches of the Royal Family, a descendant of the Prince."
"Daliang... if I rember correctly, that country is north of Purple Cloud Palace. Though it’s not large compared to many countries in Central Plains, it isn’t small either; it’s a prince."
He looked sowhat surprised.
This was the first ti Jiang Feng had encountered soone from the Royal Family, which explained the arrogance when the other party announced his na and lineage. However, he hadn’t expected such a high-caliber figure among this crowd of oddities.
Upon closer inspection, although not yet at Core Formation, this young Lord Qi was quite young, probably just around twenty-four. Yet, what shocked Jiang Feng was that such a Royal had to rely on a public recruitnt strategy?
It should be noted that this young lord was quite talented.
Yan Fengchun, with a smile, glanced at Jiang Feng, seemingly realizing what was on his mind. From the mont he heard that Jiang Feng ca from the East Continent, he guessed that the lad probably had grassroots origins and had never been exposed to such things.
Although Yan Brother’s overall strength could be ranked first among many candidates, he undoubtedly had the best temper too.
Another point was, Jiang Feng’s strength earned sufficient respect; at least he believed it was worth drawing closer to him.
"You’re right, but Mr. Jiang needn’t take it too seriously. Although he’s a lesser prince, his status is quite prominent among our yet-to-be disciples. Yet in the grand sche of Purple Cloud Palace, it counts for little."
His mouth twitched.
Quite a ’lesser prince.’
Such a prominent status was deed worthless in Yan Fengchun’s words, and by his tone, was Yan Fengchun also slightly displeased?
Just as he was about to respond, Yan Fengchun spoke first: "Within the sect, there are many with far more prominent statuses. Look, do you see that senior sister over there?"
He gestured towards a distant spot where a gentle and graceful woman stood on a descending path, smiling as she handed sothing to the rejected cultivators.
Jiang Feng sowhat understood Purple Cloud Palace’s practices. Even for those who failed to get selected, the Palace would provide a recomndation letter, for standing before the sect was enough proof of remarkable strength.
Failing to enter the sect didn’t an they lacked capability; with that letter, joining slightly smaller sects or powerful families was effortless.
This was why Purple Cloud Palace held such a good reputation in the entire Cultivation World, as it took care of all aspects.
Curiously, he looked towards the distant woman. Honestly... quite beautiful, fitting his preference.
"That’s the Third Princess of Daqiu Country, a legitimate mber of a strong Central Plains Royal Family, broke through to Foundation Establishnt at just sixteen—a prodigiously talented individual."
"Back then, many of Purple Cloud Palace’s experts once descended to accept disciples. Originally, the Third Princess wanted to beco a disciple of Sword Immortal, but alas, even such a celestial talent failed to catch Sword Immortal’s eye, truly regrettable."
"However, Fairy Zhu took a liking to this princess and spotted her potential at first sight, directly taking her under Immortal Sect’s wing, becoming a local sensation."
"Now, after more than a decade, nobody knows her realm, but reaching Nascent Soul isn’t impossible, considering she is just over thirty."
Silence.
All bloody monsters.
Jiang Feng finally understood what kind of place he had co to. Although he had so expectations, witnessing a place full of masters... no, full of experts still astounded him.
But there was still one thing he wanted to ask.
"It seems you all quite admire that Sword Immortal... Is she really that famous? Or did she do sothing earth-shattering?"
He probed with a question.
My sister is indeed quite famous outside, even in remote places like Fengzhou people can recognize her, but he really doesn’t know what Liu Tangxi has done to make everyone in the world so respectful.
Yan Fengchun’s smiling eyes imdiately changed.
It wasn’t that they beca fierce, but perplexed, amazed, as if he was looking at so kind of monster.
It was not just him, even the two won standing beside Jiang Feng were stunned for a few seconds, Lin Jiangxian seed utterly confused, since she had been wandering all her life without a chance to get in touch, but Qiao Yuan couldn’t help it.
"Nine years ago, the Demon Race rampaged, the Demon King Atuna led tens of thousands of Beast Demons deep into the Central Plains, and that was the year Liu Jianxian appeared out of the blue, slaying demons with a single sword and securing the victory."
"Fourteen years ago, a thousand-year Serpent stirred up the winds and waves at the Scarlet River Bottom, causing floods that led to the deaths of tens of thousands of civilians and engulfed dozens of towns, making life unbearable for the people."
"It was Liu Jianxian again who ventured alone, battling the thousand-year Serpent for seven days and nights, turning the sky dark and crushing mountains and rocks, ultimately slaying the demon with one sword and sealing it forever at the river bottom."
"Twenty-one years ago, a Demon Cultivator descended upon the Central Plains, using blood to forge banners, flesh to make artifacts, and souls to feed insects, even trapping the entire city’s population to refine them alive, an act that enraged both deities and humans. Once again, it was the Sword Immortal who took initiative."
"That astonishing battle left divine marks twenty miles south of Hezhou City today, where three mountain peaks were sheared off by the Sword Immortal during the confrontation, the Demon Cultivator’s physical body was destroyed, and his soul was suppressed under the tri-peaks, condemned to never transcend."
"Twenty-one years later, these three mountains are still regarded as sacred by the locals, who have built the Grand Temple at the mountain tops and cast statues of the Sword Immortal to commorate his benevolence, hoping his protection lasts for generations."
"That Tangxi Sword in her hand is supernatural, rember when Qiao Yuan just ntioned that the Sword Immortal had sealed a thousand-year Serpent at the river bottom?"
Subconsciously nodding.
"It was the spectral form of that Tangxi Sword in her hands, spanning a hundred ters from above and penetrating the river bottom, pinning the Serpent’s body beneath the river bed, unmoved for fourteen years now."
"If the young master does not mind, after the examination ends Qiao Yuan can talk about it for a full day..."
Sweating like beads.
He now finally understands the true worth of his sister.
Just listening feels terrifying, all these events exist only in legends, but the actions and reactions of Qiao Yuan and the people around her, even down to the exact years, clearly tell him.
It’s all true.
"Ah, what bliss it is to be ignorant."
Yan Fengchun just sighed, the number of people ahead in their team dwindling as they had left the mountain last.
But soon there ca cries of astonishnt from a distance.
"I am Xue Zilie, I hope the seniors will look over these."
Politenely clasping his hands, this cultivator at the peak of Foundation Establishnt perked up the spirits of a few who were drowsily standing at a higher ground.
It has finally begun.
A series of tokens were taken out by him, each movent gentle and polite, and he deliberately slowed down so others could see clearly.
The senior in charge of counting did not urge him, as every five years, it was the only ti to watch so fun and select a group of talents, possibly even into their own sect lineage.
Clack! Clack! Clack!
One after another, many spectators also joined in counting out loud and in unison.
"Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three, forty-four, forty-five... Forty-five tokens! My goodness."
This was the highest number so far for any individual!
A smile of satisfaction appeared on the lips of that cultivator, seemingly pleased with the reaction of the crowd, even the Peak Masters standing high up turned their attention to him.
Exchanging glances, following the sect rules, they only intervene when there is a dispute or mutual interest in a disciple, to allocate personnel properly.
"This person belongs to the Five Elents Fire, possesses Burning Fla, since none of you have spoken up yet, shall our Chi Xiao Peak take the lead?"
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