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The waiter had a big smile on his face as he said, "Speaking of sects, the countless nameless small powers in the Greenwood Empire are just to one side. Let's talk about the sects that are suitable for the two of you."

Although the Thousand Volts Mountain is the closest to the Forest Cloud City, it is said that the Qing-Yun Sect has gradually declined. In the past thousand years, no outstanding disciple has appeared in the sect, and within a hundred years, the Qing-Yun Sect will probably be squeezed out of the ranks of the first-rate forces, and this Cloudsoaring sect, with the speed of two ordinary people, will arrive within a month. If the two of you want to go, you can choose one of the three locations.

On the outside, Ah'Bao and Li Gu were both dressed in civilian clothing and their auras had been completely withdrawn. Even some cultivators would find it difficult to recognize these two as cultivators.

"Oh? "Then, according to what second brother said, the Qing-Yun Sect is really not our ideal place anymore?"

"Isn't that so? "I've heard that the Qing-Yun Sect has already reached the bottom nine times in the yearly competitions of the Qing-Yun Realm. If they don't reach the top three by the tenth ranking, they will be expelled from the top three sects."

"Oh? Second brother? "What is going on with this Cyanwood Empire's great sect competition?"

The Cyanwood Empire will hold the Sects Competition once every hundred years, and all they participate in is a first-rate power. All of the sects that have reached the bottom every ten years will be pushed aside.

Pausing for a moment, the waiter continued, "And if those second-rate powers want to become a first-rate power, they must challenge the top ten sects in this competition. If they win, they will gain the recognition of the Cyanwood Empire and become a first-rate power."

"Oh? For this sect to become a first-rate power, does it even need to obtain the recognition of the Cyanwood Empire? "

"Isn't that the case? There's something behind this Cyanwood Empire …" After that, he raised his head and looked around, not paying attention to himself. Then, he said in a low voice, "There is a super power supporting the Cyanwood Empire. The Cyanwood Sect is supporting this empire."

Ah'Bao nodded and threw two gold coins to the waiter, "Many thanks to Second Brother for pointing out the way."

"Haha, thanks or not, please enjoy."

After the waiter had left, Li Gu asked in doubt, "Young Lord, are you really not going to the Qing-Yun Sect?" Ah'Bao shook his head, "Go, of course we have to go."

Ah'Bao revealed a faint smile. Ah'Bao was very interested in this Cyanwood Empire's great sect competition.

"We will set off for the Qing-Yun Sect after the meal."

Today, the Qing-Yun Sect was bustling with activity, with many disciples coming to register, but many of them came to join in on the fun. Although there were restrictions on accepting disciples in the Qing-Yun Sect, it had been deserted for a thousand years, and the nearby villagers all had the mentality to bring their children to the Qing-Yun Sect to try their luck. If they could enter the Qing-Yun Sect, then it would not be a good way for the poor villagers to get rich.

Although the Qing-Yun Sect was very lively, the children of these villagers did not have spiritual roots and could not enter.

A few cultivators walked out from the bustling crowd. The middle-aged man in the lead had a calm expression and was tall and sturdy. He frowned as he said, "It seems that this year will be the same as the previous years. It seems that we won't be able to recruit any outstanding disciples."

"Eldest senior brother, every day in this sect is getting worse. There are still ten more years until the great sect competition. If we don't get into the top three this time, the sect will probably be pushed out of the way by the first-rate powers."

These people were the last ones who joined the Qing-Yun Sect. The leader of these people was the person with the best talent in the previous year, but only in comparison. In front of these people, their potential was only slightly above average.

"Sigh, only ten years. If I were given another ten years, I might be able to achieve some results in the Large Competition."

Senior brother Li Fu, there's no need to sigh. The sect is currently weak, and their cultivation resources are far inferior to other first-rate powers.

Li Fu sighed and said, "En, junior is right. Cultivation cannot be achieved through talent, and luck and effort are equally important. Alright, you guys take care of this situation. I'll go behind closed doors."

As long as one wasn't over forty years old, they could participate in the annual sect competition that was held once every hundred years. It was said that the top ten had generous rewards as long as they could enter the top three.

If he entered the Qing-Yun Sect at the age of ten, he would reach the later stages of the Aurous Core stage. Ten years left, ten years. If he could enter the Nascent Soul stage in ten years, he might be able to achieve some results in the Large Competition. In the past, the top ten people in every Large Competition were all Nascent Soul stage cultivators. To be able to enter the Nascent Soul Stage before the age of 40, he was a genius in the Mortal Realm.

It was a pity that the Heavenly Dragon Sect was not within the borders of the Greenwood Empire. According to the rules of the Greenwood Empire, with Han Ziyu's talent, not to mention challenging the top ten powers in the top ten, he could even challenge the top three experts.

The remaining five disciples were all previously accepted by the Qing Yun Sect. These five had average talents, even after ten years, they were still in the Invigorated Meridian Realm.

"Second senior brother, what should we do?" This year's tournament probably isn't as good as ours. "

Eldest Martial Brother Li Fu went into closed-door training, while Second Martial Brother Liu Bing became the head of five people.

"Let's wait and see when Fifth Martial Brother comes back. If things really don't work out, then let's go down the mountain and see if we can meet some commoners with spiritual roots. It doesn't matter if they are old or not."

These Qing-Yun disciples were short of wine, and most of them had gone out to gain experience. According to the Qing-Yun Sect's rules, taking in new disciples meant that the previous batch of disciples would have to go out to gain experience for ten years. After the recruitment time was over, Li Fu and his juniors would go out to gain experience, and no one would be able to do any of the miscellaneous work in the sect.

After a long while, Fifth Junior Brother Gu Chang walked back left and right. Gu Chang was fat, his originally not very tall figure was fat like a ball, and every step he took, he swayed left and right.

"Fifth Junior Brother, how is it?" "How many people are there in this year's competition?"

Gu Chang shook his head with great difficulty. He was too fat, so much so that his neck couldn't be seen. Shaking his head seemed especially comical.

"Not a single one. Those commoner disciples don't have spiritual roots, and this year's recruitment will probably not be possible. I heard from the villagers that the Wuwei Sect has no restrictions on accepting disciples, as long as they have spiritual roots, they will take them. Most of them have gone to the Wuwei Sect."

Wu Wei Sect, second-rate power, had always wanted to become a first-rate power, and Wu Wei Sect was a newly emerged sect. After hundreds of years of establishment, the sect had gained a foothold in the second-rate power, and had also accepted some outstanding disciples, in this year's Qing-Yun Empire competition, as long as the Qing-Yun Sect was excluded from the first-rate powers, the empire would issue a summoning order. All second-rate powers could challenge the young generation of the top ten in the Empire.

"What?" "As long as you have spiritual roots, you can keep them. Then, our Qing-Yun Sect will not be able to accept disciples."

"Haha, the first-rate power of the Qing-Yun Sect can't even accept disciples, what a joke, really ridiculous, haha!" Suddenly, two young men walked out from the crowd. They were both under 20 years old, and the person in the lead wore gorgeous Daoist robes; it was extremely eye-catching.

Liu Bing's face turned serious, and he thought to himself, "The second-rate powerhouses are not disciples of our sect, why have you come to our Qing-Yun Sect?"

"Of course I just want to see how depressed this first-rate power is."

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