After that, Elder Shen began discussing other matters.
The Sect Entry Token that had been entered into the record and set aside as "pending discussion," which was no different from being "voided," was returned.
That disciple handed the Sect Entry Token to Mo Hua.
"The matter of entering the sect still requires discussion..."
"How long will the discussion take?" Mo Hua asked.
With courtesy that carried a faint chill, the disciple said, "The elders' deliberations are not for us disciples to question. I don't know either. Leave it to fate..."
Mo Hua more or less understood then.
If they accepted him, they accepted him; if they did not, they did not.
He already had a Sect Entry Token, yet they were still fobbing him off with talk of discussions.
Most likely, this was a polite refusal...
He did not think that he, a mere little Foundation Establishment cultivator, was worth a fifth-grade sect like Qiandao Sect discussing for ten days or half a month.
Most likely, it would simply be left hanging until nothing came of it.
Mo Hua shook his head.
He had not expected that after crossing mountains and rivers and making this whole trip, he would not even make it through Qiandao Sect's gates...
He glanced at the threshold before Qiandao Sect's mountain gate, and could not help sighing inwardly:
"Qiandao Sect's threshold really is high..."
Mo Hua put the Sect Entry Token away.
Though this Sect Entry Token was useless now, it was still something his master had left him. It would do as a keepsake.
If you're not of the same family, you don't enter the same door.
A sect this grand and luxurious, with such a high threshold, accepting only "geniuses," truly did not suit him very well...
Ganxue Prefecture was so vast; he