"Looks like everyone is taking this seriously." Jiu Sui sat in a chair, sipping tea calmly, his face relaxed and composed.
The pay for this job was high, and it was easy to become famous. After all, Golden Cores had been all the rage lately, so he was quite willing to give it a try.
Liking a peaceful life ≠ not making money or becoming famous
Those famous divine craftsmen and divine alchemists in the Immortal Realm—who among them wasn't an idle cloud or wild crane, lofty and far above the rest?
Countless powerful figures begged the masters of these fields to refine treasures for them.
Completing just a few commissions a year was enough to earn all the cultivation resources they needed.
Now that was the best kind of life.
There was no need to lick blood from the edge of a blade, yet one could still rise rapidly in the Immortal Realm.
"Still, it looks like the Immortal Realm isn't exactly peaceful either."
Jiu Sui's gaze passed over the two True Immortals hidden in the darkness and landed on the two Saint Princes. He could not be bothered with their fighting and killing, so his eyes shifted to the other competitors as he said indifferently:
"The people around here seem only average. If I show some strength and place somewhere in the middle, that should be enough."
Just then.
Another person arrived right on time from not far away.
The man was dressed all in white and exuded a Scholarly Aura. It was none other than Xin Xichen.
He looked around at the interviewees and clasped his hands. "Greetings, everyone."
The people in the other seats nodded one after another.
Everyone who had made it through the interviews over the past few days and reached the final round