On Prison Suppressing Peak, the young disciples did not even get a chance to speak before the elders surrounded Song Zhong, frantically promoting themselves while taking every opportunity to point out one another's flaws.
"Senior Brother Huang, didn't you say you weren't taking disciples because you needed to enter seclusion to cultivate? You can't let taking a disciple disrupt your seclusion. Let me take him instead."
Another elderly man, who did not look young either, smiled at Song Zhong. "Throughout Prison Suppressing Peak, I may not have the highest cultivation, but I have the most disciples.
"You know that there are many matters we old folks are not suited to handle personally. But I have many disciples!
"If you become my disciple, you'll have countless Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters backing you up."
"You have so many disciples—can you even teach them all? You should become my disciple instead. I have few disciples, but every one of them is exceptional!"
"On our peak, no one is better at training disciples than I am."
"If you put it that way, the best at teaching disciples isn't you either—it's the Peak Master. Among our Prison Suppressing Peak disciples, Tang Qianzi and Cheng Nanxu, the two strongest, are both the Peak Master's disciples."
"The Peak Master is in seclusion. Besides, the Peak Master has taken two disciples, and both are female disciples. The Peak Master does not take male disciples."
Bao Dating and the other new disciples watched Song Zhong being fought over, their faces filled with envy. It was not even time to choose disciples yet, but the people of the peak were already madly competing for Song Zhong.
They wondered whom Song Zhong would ultimately choose as his master.
As everyone spoke, a gentle voice drifted over. It was not loud—one