Among the teams from Qianhai Sect and Nine Heavens Taiqing Palace, everyone had been recruited, except Ling Qingzhu and Mu Zi, whom no one had asked.
Ling Qingzhu was the successor of Taiqing Palace. That was basically common knowledge, so those people from the Southern Xuan Region no longer made meaningless attempts.
But not many people knew Mu Zi's information. The reason they did not recruit her was purely because they looked down on her.
Two more burly men came over to the Qianhai Sect team and, like the people before them, ignored Mu Zi.
As they left, their conversation carried into everyone's ears without the slightest attempt to hide it.
"Senior Brother, are we really not going to try recruiting that Six Yuan Nirvana woman?" one of them asked hesitantly, wondering whether they should win Mu Zi over.
When the other heard this, he immediately shook his head again and again, then said in a muffled, booming voice:
"That woman's all soft skin and tender flesh, looking so delicate. If you punched her, she might cry for a long time. She wouldn't be able to adapt to the Southern Xuan Region's cultivation environment at all."
That man was still a little hesitant and tested the waters with another line. "But she is pretty good-looking. If I could marry her and bring her home..."
Seeing that there was something wrong with his thinking, that Senior Brother raised a palm like a cattail fan and heavily patted his shoulder, producing a series of dull thuds.
"You, kid, are still too young!"
Senior Brother gave him a deep look and spoke with heartfelt earnestness.
"We people of the Southern Xuan Region don't care about that stuff. My father told me since I was little that when taking a wife, you must find