"Why are you here instead of gathering with the sect's talents?" Yang Ji asked.
The leading man sighed and said, "Brother, we've let you down. We were so eager to become true disciples that we resorted to hiding. We thought that if we just survived until the end of the assessment, we could achieve that status. Alas, we were naive."
"While other disciples are resisting the Heavenly Demons and fighting bitterly, we cowardly hid away, truly a disgrace to the sect. We don't deserve to be true disciples. Please take these ten true inheritancer talismans, brother."
"It's human nature; I understand!" Yang Ji didn't accept the ten true inheritancer talismans, "I respect your choice. If you can emerge as a true disciple by lying low, then that is your own ability. Keep these ten inheritancer talismans for yourselves. Whether you can become true disciples depends on your fortune."
With that, he leaped into the air, turning into a streak of golden light that disappeared into the sky.
