The Hundred Sects Recruitment had begun.
The drill grounds, where only the cultivators from the hundred sects were originally allowed, was now completely flooded by young men and women.
They were filled with yearning and wanted to become cultivators, dreaming of becoming an expert. They were assiduously inquiring about the situations of the various sects.
There would surely be youths with high aptitudes participating in the Hundred Sects Recruitment. Also, choosing a suitable sect would affect their entire lives. Hence, they had to consider things carefully.
Gradually, the number of people there increased.
The booths on the drill grounds were surrounded by people in small teams of three to five or completely swamped. It was exceptionally bustling.
However, with such a clear-cut comparison, the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect booth, which was in between the Long Blade Sect and Tiger Roar Sect, had seen no one expressing interest from the start. There was not even a housefly flying by.
They did attract attention though.
The youths passing by would glance over in curiosity.
But, once they saw the five words 'Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect', they would retreat hurriedly as though they were afraid that they might be influenced by bad luck.
During these few days, the rumors about the Iron Bones Sect had circulated fervently around Qingyang City, and the youths participating in the recruitment event had all heard about it from various channels. They definitely would not choose to join such a sect, or they would have no future.
"Sigh…" Jun Changxiao helplessly said, "Is my Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect really so lousy?"
"It's really very lousy," Lu Qianqian bluntly replied.
Jun Changxiao clutched his chest helplessly. "Qianqian, can you not further wound this seat's fragile heart?"
"Sure," Lu Qianqian said. "Sect leader, since there's no one expressing interest, why don't we pack up and go?"
Jun Changxiao almost broke down in tears.
This woman was definitely someone the heavens sent to torment him!
The people of the Long Blade Sect and Tiger Roar Sect were boasting about their respective sects to the youths who expressed interest. They would occasionally glance over at the Iron Bones Sect's booth. The cold smiles of disdain grew increasingly stronger.
Brat.
You should have seen reality already, right?
…
From the start, there were no youths expressing interest in the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect. Compared to the lively booths of the various sects, it felt like two different worlds.
"Sect leader," Lu Qianqian said, "let's pack up and leave."
"Nope." Jun Changxiao continued sitting there.
He simply did not believe that with so many young men and women there, there would truly not be a single one blind enough to come over and express interest.
"Li Qingyang from the Li Clan is here!"
It was unknown who shouted, but the clear and loud voice startled the disciples and upper echelons of the various sects.
Just a single sentence actually caused such a huge commotion.
Jun Changxiao silently mused, I really feel like taking a look at whether this genius that's rare to come by even in a hundred years is more handsome than me.
Swish!
He stepped out and cast his gaze into the distance.
Through the narrow gap between the crowd, he could barely see that there was a white-robed young man moving over to the pathway that led to the drill ground.
"Hmm?" Jun Changxiao started. "This person seemed a little familiar."
Lu Qianqian glanced over and said in a low voice, "Sect leader, he is none other than that injured person we met in the wilderness earlier."
With her reminder, he combined the blurry silhouette of that injured person in his mind with this young man before them. "There's no mistake. It's him."
…
Li Qingyang, who possessed a high-grade spirit root, instantly caused a huge uproar when he came to the drill grounds.
The talent of cultivators on the Fallen Star Continent could be classified according to the quality of their spirit roots. The classification were low-grade, mortal-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, saint-grade, and divine grade.
The grades of one's spirit root represented their talent in the martial dao as well as their lower and upper limits in their future cultivation.
In a place like Qingyang City, even a sixteen-year-old youth who possessed a mid-grade spirit root could be considered an existence that only appeared with odds of one in ten thousand.
Half a year ago, during Li Qingyang's martial inspection, it was found that his spirit root was a high-grade one. He immediately became the most dazzling existence and became known as the number one genius in Qingyang City.
The city lord had congratulated him and praised him publicly. "Li Qingyang is the future hope of my Qingyang City. If he works hard cultivating, it won't be a problem for him to step into the Martial King Realm!"
With a single feat, Li Qingyang's name caused quite a huge commotion in the various counties. Hence, for the Hundred Sects Recruitment this year, many sects only participated for the sake of recruiting him.
A genius with an outstanding spirit root, such a person was someone needed urgently by all sects.
After Li Qingyang appeared there, the cultivators of the various sects all crowded around him like a hive of bees and offered their olive branches.
"Young Master Li, join my Iron Eagle Sect. You can be the senior disciple!"
"What's so good about being a senior disciple? Young Master Li, join my Greencloud Sect. We can allow you to become an elder!"
"Pui, your Greencloud Sect has almost a hundred elders. The number of them almost matches the number of disciples. You still have the face to recruit Young Master Li?"
"Young Master Li, join our Giant Whale Gang. You can casually pick and use any of our cultivation resources!"
"Young Master Li, join my Ruyi Sect. All the senior and junior apprentice sisters will serve you day and night!"
The various sects unleashed the entirety of their abilities to entice Li Qingyang.
Sadly, this number one genius of Qingyang City chose to walk away from them as he continued walking about the drill grounds.
Since he came to the Hundred Sects Recruitment, he naturally wanted to join a sect. However, he did not even consider these eighth-grade and ninth-grade sects.
"Young Master Li." At this moment, an old man walked over. He smiled. "Are you interested to join my Azure Mountain Sect?"
"Azure Mountain Sect!"
The youths all exclaimed in shock respectively.
"Qianqian, is the Azure Mountain sect really that awesome?" Jun Changxiao asked.
Lu Qianqian nodded. "The Azure Mountain Sect is a fifth-grade sect in Qingyang County. They have many disciples. Their strength and foundation are both extremely robust."
"Fifth-grade?" Jun Changxiao exclaimed in shock. "They are pretty awesome."
The sects of the Fallen Star Continent were classified according to grades. The lowest was the ninth-grade, and the highest was the beyond first-grade. The fifth-grade Azure Mountain Sect could be considered a major character in Qingyang City.
In addition, those below the fifth-grades could only use the word 'sect'. Only those sects at the fifth-grade and above could use the words '
If the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect was also a fifth-grade sect, would I need to worry about not being able to recruit disciples? Jun Changxiao silently mused.
"This person has a high-grade spirit root, so his talent is decent," Lu Qianqian said. "Currently, it's the best choice for him to join a fifth-grade sect."
"In that case, it means that I really have no hope of recruiting him." Jun Changxiao shook his head.
Deacon Sun of the Long Blade Sect walked over. He remarked, "A genius like Young Master Li is someone even fifth-grade sects want to snatch. Your Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect can stop fantasizing about it."
"Deacon Sun." The disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect laughed. "Don't forget that we have a bet."
Deacon Sun teased, "It has been so long since the recruitment event began, yet no one came to express interest in the Iron Bones Sect. I think I'm going to lose."
Just when the two of them were jeering at Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang made his decision. "I apologize, but I have no interest in joining the Azure Mountain Sect."
Good heavens!
He rejected the invitation of a fifth-grade sect!
Everyone widened their eyes. Li Qingyang, who was of the direct line of descent of the Li Clan, could truly afford to be picky given the fact that he had talent and a high-grade spirit root!
The elder from the Azure Mountain Sect also did not expect that Li Qingyang would reject them so decisively. He was not willing to give up so easily. "Young Master Li, my Azure Mountain Sect is one of the top sects (zong men) in Qingyang County. Won't you reconsider?"
"There's no need to reconsider."
Li Qingyang continued walking.
Seeing that Li Qingyang did not even consider the Azure Mountain Sect, the seventh-grade and eighth-grade sects who were preparing to walk over all abolished their thoughts of doing so.
Li Qingyang continued walking about the drill grounds. Each of his movements was engraved in the hearts of the various sects and youths there.
For the Hundred Sects Alliance this time around, the highest-ranked sects were fifth-grade sects. Since he did not consider them, which sect exactly would be able to interest him?
Very soon, Li Qingyang walked toward the area where the booth of the Long Blade Sect was located.
Deacon Sun and the disciple from the Tiger Roar Sect hurriedly began to fawn on him as they smiled.
It was impossible for such a genius to join their sects, but it was not too bad being able to interact with him at a close distance. Maybe some of his genius aura would rub off on them.
Out of habit, Li Qingyang walked past the Long Blade Sect. But all of a sudden, his footsteps halted. He first cast a glance at Jun Changxiao before glancing at the booth and banner. "You are the sect leader of the Iron Bones Clang Clang Sect?"
Ga!
The cultivators from the surrounding sects all became stupefied.
Ever since he arrived at the drill ground, this genius had said few words, but he had actually taken the initiative to speak with the sect leader of this rubbish sect!