As more and more reserve disciples arrived at the Hidden Spirit Sect, the whole sect came alive once again.
Xu Fan and the gray-haired Elder were drinking tea in the small courtyard.
"There's a certain ambiance when there's a large crowd." The gray-haired Elder remarked, looking at the streams of light in the sky.
"Of course, but now that most disciples have been promoted to Daluo Saint level, staying in the sect won't help them to reach higher." Xu Fan commented as he sipped his tea.
"I wonder how many years it will be before our sect disciples can enter the Quasi-Saint stage."
"By that time, when millions of Quasi-Saints and Saints gather in one sect, even imagining that scenario feels lively." The gray-haired elder reminisced about the vision he had when he first met Xu Fan.
During the vision of the future of Hidden Spirit Sect, countless eyes appeared in the River of Time and Space.
