The weather in Qingqeng town was a bit unpredictable. On his particular day, the winds raged on for the whole day ushering in a heavy downpour. In corner of Qingqeng town, a hooded man could be seen riding a horse. Despite the heavy downpour, he seemed to be in no rush and didn't seem to mind getting wet. On his back, he had strapped two swords and a further two were strapped to his side.
As he moved he slowly approached where Lin Feng was seated. Lin Feng saw an opportunity and immediately grasped it , 'Could you please spare some extra change for food for my poor self' he begged. The silhouette on the horse moved slightly and two silver coins were promptly thrown out.
Lin Feng was dumbfounded, 'Are the kids these days too rich?' he wondered. Despite that he was excited, a part of the side missions was completed. He waited but no reward was forthcoming from the system. ' System where is my reward?' He called out.
[No rewards will be given for side missions until they are all completed]
He got an answer to his question which immediately got him frustrated. 'At least that means I might get more than one reward this time' he thought . While Lin Feng was wallowing in self pity, the silhouette on the horse proceeded toward the hidden sword sect. Once he was at the hidden sword peak's entrance he shouted, 'Greetings elders, my name is Fang Yuan from the Crystal city's Sky tower, please accept me into the sect as a disciple'
In the desolate south, the sky tower was a famous organization. It doubled as both a cultivation sect as well as a coalition between the two major families of Crystal city for trade purposes. The Fang family and the Jiang families were tied by marriages and had been close since time immemorial. The four swords of the hidden sword rushed to the gate promptly. Fang Yuan from the Crystal City was a famous prodigy of the desolate south.
Fang Yuan had a cultivation of the 3rd step of the foundation realm at only 15 years of age. Rumor had it that he had once slashed a golden core cultivator to death with a single strike. Fang Yuan took off his hood revealing his handsome face which had been marred by a scar that took out one of his eyes. This was unlike his reputation. His looks were as famous as his strength, particularly eye-catching was his rare white hair despite his young face.
The flame sword was the first to speak as usual. The meeting to demote Lin Feng as the sect master had ended in his appointment as the new sect master. 'What brings such a famous person as yourself to this remote place?' He asked.
'Please accept me as your disciple' Fang Yuan bowed and pleaded.
'Your family is famous in the surrounding areas and has countless resources why would you come here for cultivation?' said the flame sword
'He's injured' said the wind sword which was rare for him to talk.
'Your condition has already passed the stage at which you can be helped' said the earth sword shaking his head.
'If you still insist on staying, you may but there's no help we can afford you at this point' ' we can't exactly leave you out our gate either with your status' said the flame sword
With this, the sect officially had a sixth member.