Xu Yi said, "Speaking of trial disciples, something else has occurred to me. From what I've seen, the Outer Sect Disciples of the Donghua Immortal Sect have only reached the First or Second Turn of True Essence. Some Inner Sect Disciples are at the same level, too. Why is there so little difference in cultivation among disciples of these three categories? And how are their ranks distinguished?"
The square-faced man in purple sneered. "Of course there's a difference. Though Inner Sect Disciples, Outer Sect Disciples, and trial disciples may share the same cultivation realm, the cultivation methods they learn, the treatment they receive, and the barriers they must overcome to advance are entirely different. The finer details aren't something people like us can explain. Once Brother Wang officially enters the Donghua Immortal Sect, he'll see for himself. There's no need for us to say more."
Xu Yi nodded, having grasped the gist of it.
In fact, Mu Guangming had told him that inheritances within immortal sects were usually passed down through blood and family ties, and that they rarely opened their doors to outsiders. The reason so many people were flocking to the Heavenly God Hall this time was that the chance to enter an immortal sect was truly rare.
So the division of disciples within an immortal sect did not necessarily depend solely on cultivation level.
The round-faced man in purple looked up at the sky and said, "It's getting late. If we delay any longer, Steward Liu may grow suspicious. We have to leave at once."
The three hurried northwest. The two men in purple seemed to have a secret method for tracking the group's position, and in less than the time it took to burn a stick of incense, they caught up with the party led by