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The next day, noon.
Chu Fengmian had made his way to the upper dock where more than a dozen Inner Sect Disciples had already gathered, talking amongst themselves and waiting for something.
Upon seeing Chu Fengmian arrive, many eyes turned toward him.
"Is that Chu Fengmian?"
"This freak, he's also entering the Holy Land this time?"
"A newcomer and he gets to enter the Holy Land? This guy really hit the jackpot by becoming a disciple of Saint Xuanbei."
The Inner Sect Disciples eyed Chu Fengmian with great envy.
Most of them, having practiced in the Inner Sect of Wusheng Academy for more than a decade, had only just managed to secure a chance to enter the Holy Land; and yet, Chu Fengmian, a newcomer, had also made it. How could they not be envious?
Faced with these envious gazes, the corners of Chu Fengmian's mouth curled into a cold sneer.
Envy?
