Apart from Golden Soul Ancestor, the other six cultivators from Yuheng Land were undoubtedly the people who would be going to the Northern Pole Land this time to compete for the Chaos Token.
Of the four he had never seen before, one was female and three were male.
The female cultivator did not look very old. She had a graceful figure, a beautiful face that seemed less than thirty years old, and sat upright in a wooden chair with a coldly elegant and dignified air. Of the three male cultivators, one was an old man, while the other two were middle-aged. The old man was somewhat short and stout, while the two middle-aged cultivators were tall, well-built, and handsome.
What surprised Qin Fengming was that among these four, there was no sign of the middle-aged cultivator who had caused a strange feeling in his heart when he first entered the great hall.
"Fellow Daoist Qin is truly an extraordinary person. You actually stayed in the Scripture Repository for two or three days, and spent more than twenty million contribution points. This has never happened before in Yuheng Land. I wonder, Fellow Daoist, did you gain anything?"
When he saw Qin Fengming enter the great hall, Golden Soul Ancestor immediately rose and cupped his fists toward him, speaking courteously.
As Golden Soul Ancestor stood, Mo Ye and Shao Hong also rose at once, politely acknowledging Qin Fengming.
The other four cultivators were all astonished at this sight.
Among the four, the short, stout old man was a commander of Yuheng Land, with a large number of cultivators under his command. Like Shao Hong and Mo Ye, he had commanded thousands upon thousands of cultivators during the Aoteng calamity.
This old man had never seen anyone in Yuheng Land who could make