The examiners had spoken. Whether you were a latecomer or a powerful newcomer, you had to stand in line like everyone else.
Did you still want to join the Demon Sect after angering the examiners?
They might be thriving out there, but no matter how well you did, could you be stronger than the Demon Sect?
The Demon Sect had a leader whose cultivation was unfathomably profound and disciples who were as numerous as the clouds. What did they have? Only themselves, and the highest among them had reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
The three examiners looked unfamiliar. No one present had ever seen them before, but that made sense. The Demon Sect was even more mysterious than the demonic Rogue Cultivators. Its members rarely showed themselves, so it was only natural that no one had seen them.
Although they had arrived an hour before the announced time, nobody questioned it.
This must be one of the Demon Sect's tests. Those who arrived early showed their dedication to the sect; those who showed up right on time didn't deserve to join.
Lu Yang crossed one leg over the other, took out a pen and paper, and pointed at the first person. "Let's hear it. Why do you want to join the Demon Sect? What can you bring us? What plans do you have for yourself? What are your expectations for your allowance?"
"Huh?" The first man gaped. The rapid-fire questions had left him dumbfounded. Were these the Demon Sect's entrance exam questions?
Shouldn't they be asking about his cultivation, techniques, and the bad things he'd done?
When the first man remained speechless for a long time, Lu Yang impatiently waved him away. "What do you mean, 'huh'? You're already stammering in front of us. If the authorities catch you one