The Number One Genius of Qingyang City

Chapter 9: The Number One Genius of Qingyang City

The Hundred Sects Recruitment had begun.

The Training Ground, which had previously only contained sect martial artists, was soon flooded with a sea of young men and women.

Carrying dreams of becoming martial artists and powerhouses, they eagerly inquired about the various sects.

The youths participating in the recruitment certainly possessed some aptitude, and choosing a suitable sect would affect their entire lives, so they had to consider it carefully.

Gradually.

The crowd grew larger and larger.

The booths of the various sects on the Training Ground were either surrounded by small groups or packed densely, appearing exceptionally lively.

However.

In stark contrast to this.

The booth of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect, sandwiched between the Long Saber Sect and the Tiger Roar Sect, remained completely ignored; not even a fly had buzzed past it.

Borrowing their light had been the right move.

Passing youths would look over out of curiosity.

But the moment they saw the five characters for "Iron Bone Unyielding Sect," they would hurriedly retreat, fearing they might catch some bad luck.

Over the past few days.

News regarding the Iron Bone Sect had spread like wildfire throughout Qingyang City, and after hearing about it through various channels, the youths participating in the recruitment certainly wouldn't come to consult with such a hopeless sect that would ruin their own futures.

"Sigh."

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

"Very terrible."

Lu Qianqian said bluntly.

Jun Changxiao clutched his chest, saying weakly, "Qianqian, can you not strike at this Seat's fragile heart?"

"I can."

Lu Qianqian said, "Sect Leader, since no one is inquiring anyway, let's pack up and go back."

Jun Changxiao was about to cry.

This woman must have been sent by the heavens specifically to strike at this Seat!

The people from the Long Saber Sect and the Tiger Roar Sect were busy boasting about their sects to the inquiring youths, and occasionally glancing over, the disdain and sneers on their lips grew even more intense.

Kid.

Do you see reality now?

The Iron Bone Unyielding Sect's booth remained without any youth inquiries, and compared to the lively sects nearby, it seemed as if they were in two different worlds.

"Sect Leader."

Lu Qianqian said, "Shall we pack up and leave?"

"Not leaving."

Jun Changxiao continued to sit there.

He refused to believe that among so many young men and women, there wasn't a single blind one who would come to inquire.

"Li Qingyang from the Li family is here!"

Someone let out an extremely loud shout, immediately startling the disciples and high-level officials of the various sects into looking over.

Just one sentence, and it caused such a huge commotion?

Jun Changxiao thought to himself, "I want to see if this once-in-a-century genius is as handsome as I am!"

"Swish!"

He stepped out and stood in front of the booth to look.

Barely peering through the gaps left by the crowd, he saw a man in white drifting toward the Training Ground from the street.

"Hmm?"

Jun Changxiao was startled and said, "This person looks a bit familiar."

Lu Qianqian followed his gaze and whispered, "Sect Leader, he is the injured person from the wilderness earlier who didn't even say thank you."

Reminded by her, and combining it with the blurry figure of the injured man, Jun Changxiao confirmed, "That's right, it's him."

Li Qingyang, who possessed a High-grade Spirit Root, arrived at the Training Ground, immediately causing a massive sensation.

The aptitude of martial artists on the Starfall Continent is distinguished by Spirit Roots, categorized into: Low-grade, Mortal-grade, Mid-grade, High-grade, Top-grade, Saint-grade, and God-grade.

The level of one's Spirit Root represents the strength of their martial arts aptitude, as well as the upper and lower limits of their future cultivation.

In a city like Qingyang City, a sixteen-year-old possessing a mid-grade spirit root is a one-in-ten-thousand existence.

Half a year ago.

During his martial dao test, Li Qingyang was unexpectedly found to have a high-grade spirit root, instantly becoming the most dazzling presence and being hailed as the number one genius of Qingyang City.

When offering his congratulations, the City Lord even praised him publicly: "Li Qingyang is the future hope of our Qingyang City. If he cultivates diligently, stepping into the Martial King realm will be no problem at all!"

Li Qingyang's sudden emergence caused quite a stir across various counties, which is why many sects from other counties also came to participate in this year's Hundred Sects Recruitment.

A genius with exceptional spirit roots is something every sect desperately needs.

After Li Qingyang appeared, martial artists from various sects swarmed over, each offering their own olive branches.

"Young Master Li, join our Iron Eagle Sect, and you can be our head disciple!"

"What's so good about being a head disciple? Young Master Li, join our Azure Cloud Sect, and you shall be a high and mighty elder!"

"Pah, your Azure Cloud Sect has at least ninety elders, almost as many as your disciples; how are you not ashamed to recruit Young Master Li?"

"Young Master Li, join our Giant Whale Gang, and all martial dao resources will be yours to enjoy at will!"

"Young Master Li, join our Ruyi Workshop, and our senior and junior sisters will serve you personally around the clock!"

The various sects exhausted every means to win over Li Qingyang.

Unfortunately, this number one genius of Qingyang City chose to bypass them, walking across the Training Ground where the various sect booths were spread out.

Coming to the Hundred Sects Recruitment, he certainly intended to find a sect to join, but in his heart, these eighth or ninth-rate sects were not even worth considering.

"Young Master Li."

Just then, an old man walked over and said with a smile, "Are you interested in joining our Cangshan Sect?"

"Cangshan Sect?"

The youths exclaimed in succession.

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

Lu Qianqian nodded and said, "The Cangshan Sect is a fifth-rate sect in Qingyang County, with numerous disciples and very profound strength and foundation."

"Fifth-rate, huh?"

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

In the Starfall Continent, sect levels range from the lowest ninth-rate to the highest super-first-rate; for Qingyang City, a fifth-rate Cangshan Sect is considered a behemoth.

Furthermore.

Only those at the fifth-rate or below can use the term "sect," while only those above the fifth-rate are qualified to use the term "school."

"If the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect were also at the fifth-rate level, why would I worry about not being able to recruit disciples?"

Jun Changxiao thought to himself.

Lu Qianqian said, "This person has a high-grade spirit root and quite decent talent; joining a fifth-rate sect is currently his best choice."

"In that case, I have no hope of recruiting him."

Jun Changxiao shook his head.

Deacon Sun of the Long Saber Sect walked over and said indifferently, "For a genius like Young Master Li, even fifth-rate sects are fighting to have him; your Iron Bone Unyielding Sect shouldn't indulge in wishful thinking."

"Deacon Sun."

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

Deacon Sun joked, "The recruitment has been going on for so long, and the Iron Bone Sect has yet to attract a single person. It seems I am going to win."

Just as the two were teasing and mocking Jun Changxiao, Li Qingyang made his decision: "Sorry, I have no interest in joining the Cangshan Sect."

My god!

He rejected an invitation from a fifth-rate sect!

Everyone widened their eyes; a direct descendant of the Li family with such aptitude and spirit roots is truly willful!

The elder of the Cangshan Sect also didn't expect Li Qingyang to refuse so decisively, and unwilling to give up, he said, "Young Master Li, our Cangshan Sect is one of the best in Qingyang County; are you sure you won't reconsider?"

"Not considering it."

Li Qingyang walked away.

Since he wouldn't even consider the Cangshan Sect, the seventh and eighth-rate sects that were preparing to step forward and recruit him all abandoned the idea.

Li Qingyang continued to walk through the recruitment venue, his every move tugging at the hearts of the various sects and the youths.

The highest level at this Hundred Sects Alliance is fifth-rate; since he doesn't look favorably upon them, what other sect could possibly accommodate this great Buddha?

Soon.

Li Qingyang walked to the booth of the Long Saber Sect.

Deacon Sun and the disciple of the Tiger Roar Sect hurriedly offered flattering smiles.

It was impossible for such a genius to join their own sect, but getting close and soaking up some of that genius aura wasn't bad either.

Li Qingyang habitually scanned the Long Saber Sect, then suddenly stopped in his tracks. He first glanced at Jun Changxiao, then looked at the booth sign above, and said, "Are you the sect leader of the Iron Bone Unyielding Sect?"

Gasp.

The martial artists from the surrounding sects were collectively dumbfounded.

Since arriving at the Training Ground, the number one genius of Qingyang City, who had barely spoken a word, was actually taking the initiative to talk to the sect leader of this trash sect!