In times of horror, young talents die like fleas. The present was too chaotic for elders to prioritize the development of their juniors. Proven experts took precedence in the distribution of resources, even when their potential didn't match some young masters'. Some factions even went as far as to bury their juniors in spiritual coffins or other sealing formations—hoping to help them safely cross this calamity.
But for youths like Qiu Chen and Zi Zuixian, who offered both outrageous potential and battle-prowess, warlord factions were willing to pay hefty prices, willing to move mountains and seas to recruit these gems.
In a flash, mouth-watering offers assembled at the two's feet.
Without hesitation, Qiu Chen declined them all—pledging undying loyalty to the Nameless Sword Mountain.
Zi Zuixian took a softer approach:
