Normally, one needed at least the cultivation of the Nether Profound Realm, Ninth Level to achieve a good ranking.
The Eighteen Continents were vast, and geniuses were as plentiful as crucian carp crossing a river. Naturally, there were no shortage of top-tier talents.
When Jiang Chen arrived in the area, the others noticed him as well.
Jiang Chen had performed exceptionally earlier. During the first round, he had defeated all his opponents and achieved nine consecutive victories, which had genuinely caused quite a few people to remember him.
"Jiang Chen, I didn't expect you to be recruited as a disciple of the Heavenly Martial Sect too. Looks like your luck is pretty good—you managed to join the Heavenly Martial Sect with cultivation at the Nether Profound Realm, Seventh Level." At that moment, a genius spoke up.
His tone dripped with mockery. He was clearly saying that Jiang Chen was lucky, and that he had still managed to join the Heavenly Martial Sect despite such low cultivation.
This genius was called Mo Sha, and his cultivation was at the Nether Profound Realm, Ninth Level. He had fought his way here through sheer strength, defeated many powerful opponents in the martial competition, entered the rankings, and only then caught the eye of the Heavenly Martial Sect.
He looked down immensely on geniuses recruited privately, believing that all of them had entered through back doors—including Jiang Chen.
He believed that only results achieved through genuine strength could be considered well-deserved.
"Your luck isn't bad either. You managed to join the Heavenly Martial Sect too." Jiang Chen spoke indifferently.
Jiang Chen's status was different from that of the geniuses before him. In the Heavenly Martial Sect, Jiang Chen was a Supreme Elder, with a status far above theirs.
It was just that the people