Chi Xiu stepped down from the spectator stands and headed toward the Main Spirit Arena.
The cluster of fervent fans was far too enthusiastic. Chi Xiu stood on the outskirts and watched for quite a while, only to find there wasn't even a gap for him to squeeze through.
"0000! We love you!"
"That was incredible! He can really wield so many different elemental powers!"
"0000! Can you tell us your real name, and which sect or academy you're from?!"
"0000! Can you take off your mask?!"
"Yeah! We want to see what you look like!"
"Please grant us this wish!"
The fanatics shouted one after another. At this rate, the young man on the Main Spirit Arena had clearly become everyone's prized darling.
Hearing this, the young man quickly gestured for everyone to quiet down.
Since he could not get in, Chi Xiu temporarily gave up on the idea and quietly watched from outside.
Honestly, Chi Xiu did not have a particularly bad impression of this young man.
After finishing his performance, he had been quite pleased with himself and had even seemed relieved. Yet when faced with the enthusiastic embraces of some girls, the young man had refused every one of them and accepted no gifts.
From that, it seemed he had not imitated 0000 out of vanity or to enjoy the feeling of being worshipped.
He probably had some other purpose.
Once the crowd quieted down, the young man hesitated for a moment before speaking.
"Everyone, please listen to me!"
"Here's the thing, um..."
The young man scratched his head, seemingly embarrassed. "Could someone recommend me to an academy...?"
The scene fell silent for a moment, then the crowd erupted.
Everyone surged forward with even greater enthusiasm.
"Me, me, me! I can recommend you!"
"0000! Our academy