After they arrived, the elders leading the various sects and the participating geniuses split completely into two groups.
"Everyone, we weren't late, were we?" the tall, burly middle-aged man from the Ten-Vein Imperial Clan asked with a hearty laugh.
"How could you be late? As long as everyone is here, no time is too late," Li Zhaotang said with a smile.
"Haha... I, Huangfu Qi, am a rough man. I can't be bothered with all that roundabout talk. Anyway, it just so happens that all the disciples from our sects have advanced this time, so we absolutely must not waste this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity." Huangfu Qi sat down with both hands braced on his knees, his posture exceedingly bold and unrestrained.
"Of course. I believe everyone shares the same goal. We will certainly achieve better results in the Myriad Sects Imperial War," Li Dixiao said with a faint smile.
"Xiang Yan, send that precious disciple of yours to join those kids. You unearthed a genius and treasure him like some priceless jewel every day—when will he ever grow? A real man must mature through tempering. All you're doing is wasting his talent," Huangfu Qi said loudly to the white jade-like figure beside him, Xiang Yan.
"How I teach my disciple is none of your business. Besides, Xiang Qin advanced too. The kid you brought isn't any better than him," Xiang Yan replied speechlessly.
Though they traded remarks back and forth, they were really just teasing one another.
The elders leading the groups exchanged pleasantries and conversed, speaking as well of their own geniuses. Before long, they had all gained a certain understanding of the talents the others had brought.
At the same time, upon hearing that Li Tianming did not actually come from a branch of the Li Imperial Clan, several