In terms of cultivation level and strength, the middle-aged Daoist was not necessarily much stronger than the other three, but the sect behind him was clearly superior to the others. That much could be seen from the spirits of the other disciples.
Of the people who had come up, there were nine of us: me, Li Poxiao, Li Xiangru, Dugu Mu, Xia Ruize, Heizi, Wan Songxiao, Ni Shi, and Qingcheng Ruoxue. After the middle-aged Daoist pointed to Qingcheng Ruoxue, he finally shifted his finger toward me and said something firmly. The other three hesitated for a while, muttered among themselves for quite some time, and only then nodded.
Qingcheng Ruoxue seemed to have the greatest aptitude among us, and her appearance was flawless to boot, so her price was nearly the highest, practically worth two spots. I, on the other hand, looked like the weakest of the lot. My immortal aura was a chaotic mess, making me the clear dead last. But after obtaining Qingcheng Ruoxue, the middle-aged Daoist had to choose someone weaker as well, so everyone would find it fair. Thus, he picked me as if he had swallowed a cockroach.
Next, an old man who appeared to belong to the second-ranked sect took the initiative to choose Li Poxiao, Wan Songxiao, and Ni Shi. Since Auntie Ni Shi only had the cultivation of a One-Tribulation True Immortal, she basically counted as a free bonus, so the real stakes were Li Poxiao and Wan Songxiao. He chose all three, and the others had no objections.
The third to speak was a middle-aged woman. She decisively claimed Xia Ruize and Heizi. Xia Ruize was in his prime, with plenty of room to grow, while Heizi had displayed impressive potential, making them a relatively strong combination. Xia Ruize was also