Qingyang City's Number One Genius

Qingyang City's Number One Genius

The Hundred Sects Recruitment began.

In a very short time, the Training Ground, which had originally only housed sect martial artists, welcomed a sea of young men and women.

They carried dreams of becoming martial artists, of becoming strong, and eagerly asked about the various sects.

The youths taking part in the recruitment undoubtedly had talent. Choosing a suitable sect would affect their entire lives, so they had to consider carefully.

Gradually.

More and more people arrived.

Before the facades of the various sects on the Training Ground, some were surrounded by groups of three or five, while others were packed shoulder to shoulder, making the place extraordinarily lively.

However.

In stark contrast to them.

The facade of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, wedged between the Long Saber Sect and Tiger Roar Sect, remained utterly deserted. Not even a fly passed by.

Borrowing their light had been the right choice.

Passing youths would curiously glance over.

But the moment they saw the five words "Iron Bone Unyielding Sect," they hurriedly retreated three paces, afraid of catching bad luck.

These past few days.

News of the Iron Bone Sect had spread through Qingyang City like wildfire. After hearing about it through all sorts of channels, the youths attending the recruitment would naturally not come inquire about such a hopeless sect that would ruin their futures.

"Ah."

Jun Changxiao said helplessly, "Is my Iron Bone Unyielding Sect really that terrible?"

"Very terrible."

Lu Qianqian answered bluntly.

Jun Changxiao clutched his chest and said weakly, "Qianqian, could you stop striking at this sect master's fragile heart?"

"I can."

Lu Qianqian said, "Sect Master, since no one is asking, let's pack up and go back."

Jun Changxiao was about to cry.

This woman had to have been sent by heaven specifically to crush him!

The people from the Long Saber Sect and Tiger Roar Sect boasted about their sects before the youths making inquiries. Every now and then, they glanced over, and the scornful sneers at the corners of their lips grew ever thicker.

Kid.

You finally saw reality for what it was, didn't you?

No youths ever came to inquire at the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect's facade. Compared with the lively sects nearby, it was as though they existed in two entirely different worlds.

"Sect Master."

Lu Qianqian said, "Should we close up and leave?"

"We're not leaving."

Jun Changxiao remained seated.

He refused to believe that among so many young men and women, there was not a single blind one who would come ask!

"Li Qingyang of the Li family is here!"

Someone let out an exceptionally loud shout, instantly startling disciples and higher-ups from every sect into raising their heads to look.

Just one sentence caused such a huge stir?

Jun Changxiao thought, Let me see whether this genius seen once in a hundred years is as handsome as I am!

Whoosh!

He strode out and stood before the facade to look.

Through the gap left in the crowd, he barely managed to see a man in white drifting gracefully down the street leading to the Training Ground.

"Hm?"

Jun Changxiao froze. "This guy looks somewhat familiar."

Lu Qianqian looked over as well and said softly, "Sect Master, he's the injured man from the wilderness earlier, the one who didn't even say thank you."

With her reminder, and connecting it with the vague figure of that injured man, Jun Changxiao said with certainty, "That's right. It's him."

Li Qingyang, who possessed a High-grade Spirit Root, arrived at the Training Ground and immediately caused a tremendous sensation.

On the Starfall Continent, a martial artist's aptitude was distinguished by Spirit Roots, divided into low-grade, ordinary-grade, mid-grade, high-grade, peak-grade, Saint-grade, and God-grade.

The grade of one's Spirit Root represented the strength of one's Martial Dao aptitude, as well as the upper and lower limits of future Cultivation.

In a city like Qingyang City, a sixteen-year-old youth with a Mid-grade Spirit Root was already a one-in-ten-thousand talent.

Half a year ago.

During Li Qingyang's Martial Dao test, he had unexpectedly tested as possessing a High-grade Spirit Root. He instantly became the most dazzling figure and was hailed as Qingyang City's number one genius.

During the congratulations, the City Lord had even publicly praised, "Li Qingyang is the future hope of Qingyang City. If he cultivates diligently, stepping into the Martial King realm will not be a problem!"

Li Qingyang's sudden rise had caused no small commotion throughout the counties. Thus, many sects from other counties had also come to participate in this Hundred Sects Recruitment.

A genius with exceptional Spirit Roots was urgently needed by any sect.

After Li Qingyang appeared, martial artists from every sect swarmed over like a nest of bees, each extending an olive branch.

"Young Master Li, join my Iron Eagle Sect, and you can be the chief disciple!"

"What's so great about being chief disciple? Young Master Li, join our Azure Cloud Sect, and you'll become a lofty elder!"

"Bah! Your Azure Cloud Sect has no fewer than ninety elders out of a hundred. Your elders nearly outnumber your disciples, and you still have the nerve to recruit Young Master Li?"

"Young Master Li, join our Giant Whale Gang, and you may freely enjoy all Martial Dao Resources!"

"Young Master Li, join my Ruyi Workshop, and senior and junior sisters will attend to you personally around the clock!"

In order to win over Li Qingyang, the various sects used every trick in the book.

Unfortunately, Qingyang City's number one genius chose to go around them and walked through the Training Ground lined with sect facades.

He had come to the Hundred Sects Recruitment to join a sect, but in his heart, these Eighth-rate and Ninth-rate sects were not worth considering at all.

"Young Master Li."

Just then, an old man walked over and smiled. "Would you be interested in joining my Cangshan Sect?"

"The Cangshan Sect?"

The youths cried out in alarm.

Jun Changxiao said, "Qianqian, is the Cangshan Sect very powerful?"

Lu Qianqian nodded. "The Cangshan Sect is a Fifth-rate sect in Qingyang County. It has many disciples, and its strength and foundation are exceptionally formidable."

"Fifth-rate?"

Jun Changxiao said in surprise, "That is indeed impressive."

On the Starfall Continent, sect levels ranged from Ninth-rate at the lowest to super-first-rate at the highest. To Qingyang City, the Fifth-rate Cangshan Sect was a colossal giant.

Moreover.

Only those below Fifth-rate could be called a sect. Only those above Fifth-rate were qualified to use the term "sect clan."

"If the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect were Fifth-rate too, why would I worry about failing to recruit disciples?"

Jun Changxiao thought to himself.

Lu Qianqian said, "This person has a High-grade Spirit Root. His talent is fairly good, so joining a Fifth-rate sect is currently the best choice."

"So I have no hope of recruiting him."

Jun Changxiao shook his head.

Deacon Sun of the Long Saber Sect walked over and said flatly, "A genius like Young Master Li is sought after even by Fifth-rate sects. Don't indulge in wishful thinking with your Iron Bone Unyielding Sect."

"Deacon Sun."

A Tiger Roar Sect disciple laughed. "Don't forget, we still have a wager between us."

Deacon Sun teased, "The recruitment has been going on for so long, yet the Iron Bone Sect has remained utterly deserted. It seems I'm about to lose."

Just as the two mocked and ridiculed Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang made his decision. "My apologies, I have no interest in joining the Cangshan Sect."

Good heavens!

He had rejected an invitation from a Fifth-rate sect!

Everyone stared wide-eyed. A direct descendant of the Li family with aptitude and Spirit Roots truly had the right to be willful!

The Cangshan Sect Elder had not expected Li Qingyang to refuse so decisively. Still unwilling to give up, he said, "Young Master Li, my Cangshan Sect is one of Qingyang County's foremost sect clans. Are you truly unwilling to reconsider?"

"No reconsideration."

Li Qingyang stepped away.

Since he would not even consider the Cangshan Sect, the Seventh-rate and Eighth-rate sects that had been preparing to approach and recruit him all abandoned the idea.

Li Qingyang continued through the recruitment venue. Every movement he made tugged at the hearts of the various sects and the youths.

The highest level represented in this Hundred Sect Alliance was Fifth-rate. Since he did not think highly of that, what sect could possibly accommodate such a great Buddha?

Very soon.

Li Qingyang arrived before the Long Saber Sect's facade.

Deacon Sun and the Tiger Roar Sect disciple hurriedly put on flattering smiles.

It was impossible for such a genius to join their own sects, but getting close enough to bask in a genius's aura was not bad either.

Li Qingyang habitually swept his gaze over the Long Saber Sect, then abruptly stopped. He first looked at Jun Changxiao, then at the facade above him, and asked, "Are you the Sect Master of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect?"

Gah.

The martial artists from the surrounding sects were collectively dumbfounded.

Ever since arriving at the Training Ground, Qingyang City's number one genius had spoken very little. Yet he had actually taken the initiative to speak with the sect master of this trash sect!