"Next, next." Chen Tianxing's tone brimmed with impatience. Watching the line gradually shrink, his expression grew rather unpleasant as well. After examining several hundred people from beginning to end, not a single one had caught Song Changsheng's eye.
"Enough." Song Changsheng raised a hand to stop him. He had already used his divine sense to inspect them one by one. Most of those remaining had exceedingly mediocre aptitude, even somewhat worse than that of the current Song Clan. It was likely due to the incomplete Heavenly Dao laws of the Small World.
This was actually within his expectations. Although the Chen Clan had a population of a million in this place, the proportion of Cultivators was not high. With such a small base, the chances of producing geniuses were naturally low.
If geniuses grew like cabbages, they would no longer be geniuses.
It was not as though there were no options at all. Chen Lingxiu, with her Ice Spirit Root, had fairly good aptitude and had some hope of breaking through to the Golden Core Stage. If she could cultivate to the Golden Core Realm, she might yet have a chance to master the Chen Clan's three supreme arts.
At that point, the transaction between him and True Lord Haoyang would be considered complete.
But it was only a possibility.
The advantages of Variant Spiritual Roots were often exhausted before the Golden Core Stage. Her current rapid progress did not mean she would cultivate quickly when facing the Golden Core bottleneck. She merely had a chance.
"True Person, won't you look a little longer? There are still quite a few people behind them."
"This seat has already examined them all, and there are still no Suitable Candidates. Let us leave it at that for now. Have you finished handling everything