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"Greetings, Rogue Cultivator. Our Thunder Mound Sword Sect is currently recruiting Rogue Cultivators from all over. You could also give it some thought, Daotian. Though the stipend won't be very high, it's still better than drifting about everywhere. Besides, you have a way with words, so I, this lord, will naturally take care of you to some extent." Ju Ling patted me on the shoulder, looking as though he was saying, I've got your back.
I smiled. "I'm merely a wandering immortal cultivator. I travel wherever fate takes me to temper my Dao heart, so..."
"No matter! Take a look first. The gates of our Thunder Mound Sword Sect will always be open to you! Ah, wait, don't tell me you're looking down on our Thunder Mound Sword Sect?"
"Not at all. You've misunderstood, fellow Daoist."
"Really?"
"Of course."
Qianqing smiled wryly. "Brother Daoist, you needn't take Immortal Lord Ju Ling's words to heart. He's always been like this."
Ju Ling was a little too confident and wasn't very good at judging people, but he was still a good man.
Soon, everyone descended into a valley. Immortal qi swirled through it, while the luxurious buildings were decorated overall in gold and white jade, exuding an intimidating air of wealth. The Thunder Mound Sword Sect seemed to favor this style.
Quite a few deities and their disciples were already gathered in the arena. There were also several groups of deities who appeared to be from other sword sects; their clothing and attire were clearly different from those of the Thunder Mound Sword Sect's disciples.
The Thunder Mound Sword Sect had the most disciples, around forty or so, dressed mainly in gold and white. There were also seventeen or eighteen elders and disciples from three other sword sects,