Zhao Luo was feeling nonchalant while surrounded by the others.
While Zhao Luo and the others with him all chattered and tried to catch on with each other, the disciples who were here to participate in the moonstone challenge were taking their turns.
Every time ruckus would break out whenever the middle pillar where Zhao Luo had stood while taking his turn would be empty. Everyone would be challenging each other for that spot which was the 7th pillar.
'They have changed.'
Zhao Luo would glance towards the disciple on the ring and the others who were surrounding the ring with eager faces.
Even though they were able to participate in this challenge twice a year, the disciples that he had seen when he had joined the sect were slackers.
Something had changed them, Zhao Luo could see from the enthusiasm they were showing just to take the spot where had once stood.
"Who could have made them change this much in such a short time?"
