The remaining eight had no objections.
Outer disciples belong only to the outer sect and do not specifically pledge allegiance to any peak, they do not vie for positions. The real competition arises among those at the peak of Foundation Establishnt and the six Core Formation stage disciples.
Looking around, those dozens of individuals stood out like cranes amongst chickens, and the path of cultivation is of great importance to both disciples and their masters.
Take the young man before us, for example, born with Fierce Fire, a natural fit for elixir refinent or weapon forging, and Chi Xiao Peak just so happens to cover both of these areas.
Unquestionably, his best option would be to join Chi Xiao, naturally avoiding any competition for him. Moreover, since your Chi Xiao Peak has spoken first, the others will naturally have their chance to select before us.
"My na is Yu Buyu, I invite the seniors to review..."
Another person stepped forward, under these circumstances those cultivators holding a multitude of tokens actually preferred to put themselves last, in other words, wait until those ahead of them had passed before making their pick.
Their goal was simple: to draw enough attention, to capture interest.
Each one of them ca from an extraordinary background, so were from the Royal Family, others from a Cultivation Family. At such a place, declaring one’s na naturally brought pride to their Clan Leaders, with forty or so tokens in hand, they managed to gain the attention of others.
Faces full of enjoynt, but this is how it should be for the youth; full of vigor, seeming invincible. Ti will eventually soften their sharp edges, leading to maturity. Of course, not everyone is so frivolous, for example...
...So stood up intending to move forward, only to wince in agonizing pain.
"Brother Jiang, you, there’s no need to hurry, wait a mont, your injuries look quite severe."
Her tone was full of sympathy, fearing that Lin Jiangxian might cry on the spot, trying hard to support Jiang Feng. However, Qiao Yuan just chuckled softly, not that she didn’t care about their benefactor.
But even though Jiang Feng appeared disheveled, with his left hand mangled and bloody, it was all superficial damage. Plus, his Spiritual Energy was slightly depleted, but with Jiang Feng’s constitution, he would be fine after a day’s rest.
Then she looked toward Yan Fengchun who was not far away, she had already judged Jiang Feng’s strength to be quite high, she just didn’t expect it to be to such an extent.
If she rembered correctly, within all the known cultivators of this generation, Yan Fengchun... ranked first. She originally thought Jiang Feng was just looking for trouble with a few at the peak of Foundation Establishnt, not expecting him to directly confront the top contender.
"Looks like Young Master Jiang indeed knows people within the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect. Although it might seem reckless in the eyes of the outside world, this move has made him famous in one stroke."
"He previously said that as long as he showed enough talent and strength, he would be chosen. There were so people with only a few tokens just now, but they were still taken in by the Purple Cloud Palace Disciples."
"He must have had this final battle in mind all along..."
Admiration filled her eyes; to spar with a Core Formation stage expert was enough to prove his strength. Jiang Feng’s entry was almost certain, and if she rembered correctly, he seed to have so relation to Yu Ying Pavilion Master.
Held back by Lin Jiangxian, Jiang Feng did not continue forward. Ti kept passing, and those cultivators at the peak of Foundation Establishnt had almost all had their turn, with varying numbers of tokens.
So had as many as about seventy tokens, others barely over thirty. However, those with fewer tokens did not seem very pleased, clearly having started with more and most likely encountered Core Formation stage experts, forcing them to part with a portion to ensure their safety.
"Nephew Liu, have you taken a fancy to anyone?"
That elder who had been quarreling in the hall looked around; after these two rounds, the peaks had generally accepted at least two disciples each, the only exception being Liu Tangxi who had chosen none.
He shook his head, indicating he was not in a hurry, but at that mont, a Core Formation stage cultivator finally strode forward from afar.
"From the Mu Rong clan of Shanyang, Mu Rongjin, I invite the seniors to review."
Unlike the previous few who took out their tokens one by one in a grand display, he took out all of his tokens in one go, neatly piling them in front of the senior.
But the mont he took them out, it caused a sensation!
"How many is that? Over a hundred?"
"Just one look and it’s clear it’s over a hundred, perhaps even a hundred and ten. When they entered the Mountain Gate, it was roughly two tokens per person, how many did this guy rob?"
"Not necessarily. He might have gone deep into the Mountain Gate and waited for ambush, prepared for others to rob their peers, and then he could defeat those high-level cultivators and seize it."
"Ah~ not even thirty, formidable strength and over a hundred tokens, joining the Inner Sect is a done deal, it looks like these seniors will each have a battle over him..."
Not just the spectators in the audience, but also the Peak Masters on stage nodded secretly. The disciples they took in naturally could not all be prodigies; the majority are diocres.
But this lad’s talent was definitely top-notch. Given ten years, he might even make a break for Nascent Soul.
"I see this young man is of the Fire elent, perhaps he’d fit well in my Chi Xiao Peak..."
"Junior Master Zhao, your words are not quite right. Your Chi Xiao Peak has already taken in two, I see his bone structure is fated for my Qingxia Peak."
A seemingly gentle woman spoke up, interrupting. Indeed, she’s the current Peak Master of Qingxia Peak, Lu Zaoxue, who, unable to argue with the Junior Masters, could only push her own master out to quarrel with them.
Oh, she’s also Chen Shan’s master.
"What do you an by this, niece? You have all made your picks from the front row; it should be my Zhu Mingfeng’s turn, right?"
"..."
It began.
The seven expressed their opinions, clearly each wanting to contest. This undoubtedly made Mu Rongjin, standing below, stand up straight.
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