Meng Hanan saw Ye Mo's face and immediately knew what he thought, she said, "The Qu 18 Disks looks like huge round disks, after every disk the formation grows more complicated. It's said that the last disk is a peak that soars into the clouds. Each time we have a tournament, each power can send ten people. Whoever gets the farthest is the first, if two powers both get on the same disk, then it's up to the amount of people behind."
Then, Meng Hanan looked at Ye Mo apologetically, "Each time, there are cauldron filling state cultivators amongst the contestants. Usually three on each side…"
This time, Ye Mo couldn't hold it and got up. He looked at Meng Hanan in disbelief, "Sister Meng, there are cauldron filling state cultivators within 100 years of age in this place? There're so many too? This is really unbelievable..."
The girl behind Meng Hanan finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst into laughter. Ye Mo was too emotional.
