Shocked. Everyone was shocked. Nine Star Innate Talent was too monstrous and heaven-defying!
Whoosh whoosh!
An air-piercing sound could be heard. A figure approached from afar and instantly arrived.
It was an old man with white hair and a youthful face. He looked like an immortal. He held a dragon-head golden walking stick and wore a plain robe. He looked like an immortal but his strong aura made everyone silent and their legs tremble.
"Are you willing to be my disciple?" The old man looked at Duan Lang.
"I am willing!" Duan Lang said decisively.
The old man happily left with Duan Lang.
Many people were envious. Another inner disciple.
Sima Yu's eyes were burning. He always thought that he had hope of becoming an inner disciple. However, Duan Lang was far more outstanding than him.
Princess Jian Hong was Seven Star and a half!
Her Innate Talent was not bad. Seven Star and a half was a dividing line. She should have no problem becoming an inner disciple. Plus, her status was not low.
Chen Hong's cold and arrogant disciple was also Seven Star and a half. However, he had some special abilities, such as eyes. If he was lucky, he could become an inner disciple in a short time.
The shy young man had a Six Star Innate Talent.
Soon, the test was over. Those who had the Nine Spirit Stone could enter the outer sect regardless of their Innate Talent. Most of the remaining people were not accepted. Only thirty people were accepted.
Those with Innate Talent below Six Star were eliminated.
Everyone who could come here was a genius!
Including Qinchuan, a total of thirty disciples were accepted and became outer disciples. They went to the Jiuling Sect's outer sect elder to report.
Zhao Deacon was an outer sect deacon. There was an elder in charge of the outer sect and there were several deacons under the elder.
After registering, the thirty people followed Zhao Deacon to the outer sect.
There were many halls in the surroundings, as well as some wondrous buildings. Everyone looked quite curious and did not ask any questions. Instead, Manager Zhao explained things to them and broadened their horizons.
Soon, they arrived at the outer sect's territory and they were arranged to stay.
Qinchuan's experience today made him even more resolute in his belief that he must become stronger and stand at the top of this era. He must be able to do as he pleases.
His body was filled with hot blood. The Overwhelming Tyrant Body gave him a domineering aura that seemed to resonate with his mind.
The world of the sects was vast and boundless, and the sects stood at the top of this world. He yearned for the day when he could become an overlord, a free and unfettered person who didn't have to look at anyone's face.
The strong were respected. Even if he didn't want to be bullied by others, he still had to become stronger. Moreover, he still had to find his mother, and he also had to solve his master's problem.
After the outer disciples entered the sect, they had to work. To put it nicely, it was a job, unlike the inner disciples, who only had to cultivate.
There were good and bad jobs in the sect. The good jobs had less work, were easy, and clean. They could also learn some things. The bad jobs had a lot of work, were dirty, and tiring. For example, being a coolie or carrying manure.
There were even some who risked their lives, such as going to some cliffs to pick herbs or hunting demonic beasts.
Qinchuan was having a headache. He felt that there would definitely be people who would make things difficult for him. For example, carrying manure.
After thinking about it, he didn't have any good ideas. He would just take it one step at a time!
He wasn't very worried. He was clear about his own situation.
Every outer disciple had a small wooden hut. The environment was tough, and the place was small …
Peng peng …
Along with the loud banging sounds and screams, when Qinchuan walked out, he saw two people lying on the ground. They were both new disciples. They were covered in wounds, and their mouths and noses were bleeding. They looked very pathetic.
"Listen up, newcomers. In the future, you will take turns to wash my clothes, carry water, empty the toilet bowls, and fetch water to wash my feet. Whoever dares to screw with me, I will give you a good massage."
A sloppy-looking man in his thirties said. He was tall and sturdy, with sideburns and a fierce aura. At this moment, he looked at the thirty outer disciples playfully. His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.
"Mad Dog, you're ranked thirty-two in the outer sect. Aren't you embarrassed to bully the newcomers?" A young man laughed.
"Sigh, I've been holding it in for five years. My hands are itching. I want to let these kids know the cruelty of this world and wake them up from their fairytale world." The man chuckled. He seemed to be respectful to the young man who spoke to him.
Qinchuan took a look. This Mad Dog's strength should be at Martial Grandmaster Second Layer Perfection.
And the young man should be at Martial Grandmaster Third Layer Perfection.
Most of the new disciples were Martial Grandmasters. The better ones were Martial Grandmaster First or Second Layer Perfection. Not to mention, sometimes cultivation didn't represent strength.
In the end, it depended on actual combat strength.
Many old outer disciples also came out to look at the thirty new outer disciples.
The two who had been beaten up previously were unwilling to give up and went to work for Mad Dog. They fetched water and washed clothes …
"Tsk tsk, I heard that there are a few especially beautiful girls among the new disciples. I haven't vented my anger in a long time. Today, I'm going to enjoy them one by one." Mad Dog's eyes flashed with a hint of lust.
He directly went to the door of Liu Yang's wooden house and kicked it open.
"What are you doing?" Liu Yang said coldly.
"What am I doing? Haha, what do you think I'm doing? I'm a man and you're a woman. What do you think I'm doing? "Mad Dog's eyes flashed with lust.
"If you dare touch me, my Brother Sima will kill you." Liu Yang said coldly.
"Brother Sima, that's your Brother Sima. I'll turn him into a dead horse." Mad Dog's gaze swept towards Qinchuan and the others.
Si Mayu's expression changed. He cursed Liu Yang for tricking him. He was interested in Liu Yang, but in this situation, it was hard to avoid him.
"I'm Si Mayu. Please show mercy." Si Mayu said in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
"Hahaha, did you hear that? He asked me to show mercy. Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think you have a lot of face? You can let him go. Come, lick my shoes and I'll let him go. How about it?" Mad Dog said playfully.
Si Mayu's expression changed again. He looked at Mad Dog fiercely: "Don't think that I'm afraid of you. Don't force me to make a move on you."
"Make a move on me? Hahaha, did you hear that? Come, I'll fight with you today. If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me. I won't touch that girl. If you lose, that girl will not only be mine, but you'll also lick my shoes."
Mad Dog took off his shirt, revealing his strong muscles. He clenched his fists and walked towards Si Mayu.
Si Mayu's expression was incomparably solemn. He clenched his fists and released his Xuan Qi.
Great Dao of Protection!
A layer of pale white Xuan Qi appeared around his body.
Great Dao of Protection!