Ming City, Ming Family.
Several long lines stretched from the main hall all the way into the streets, filled with people who had come to try their luck after hearing that the Ming Family was recruiting Guest Elders.
The Ming Family possessed abundant resources and immense wealth, making them a family countless cultivators wished to befriend.
Especially the Ming Family head—he was exceedingly generous and never stingy. Once one became a member of the Ming Family, there would be no need to worry about cultivation resources.
Moreover, becoming a Guest Elder required practically no work. The Ming Family would support them, and they only needed to act when the Ming Family faced trouble.
Naturally, many cultivators flocked to such a good opportunity.
Nian Shuang joined the line with great interest.
"Nian Shuang, are we going to become Guest Elders too?" Ling Er looked at Nian Shuang in confusion.
Tian Xing said nothing. Wherever Ling Er went, he went. He had completely forgotten about the great cause of reviving the Dragon Clan.
"Yes. We'll go in and take a look, and gather some information about this realm while we're at it."
"Th... then all right!" Ling Er pouted.
Because there were so many people, it was not until sunset that it became Nian Shuang's group's turn.
An amiable-looking old man dressed in brocade smiled at Nian Shuang.
"Young friend, may I ask your name?"
"This junior is Nian Shuang."
"Where do you come from?"
Nian Shuang pondered it. He truly did not know how to answer.
"Mm, young friend, did you just ascend from the Lower Realm?" the old man continued.
At those words, Nian Shuang frowned.
"Young friend, there is no need to be nervous. My Ming Family does not care about one's origins when recruiting Guest Elders. If it