Reunion

"Greetings, Senior!"

As Chen Yan passed in front of him, someone mustered the courage to step forward, hoping to recommend himself to Chen Yan.

But Chen Yan didn't wait for him to finish. He simply waved politely in the disciple's direction, gently declining.

The young disciple wasn't offended. He merely bowed toward Chen Yan's retreating figure once more, then stepped back and waited for another chance to recommend himself to someone.

At the martial arts arena, where the recruitment ceremony was underway, things like this happened constantly.

Xiao Xi'er stood in the martial arts arena halfway up Luoling Sect's Main Peak.

The crowd flowed past her like a tide. Pale green Daoist robes stretched into a sea beneath the sunlight, their shifting colors making her eyes swim.

She stood in an inconspicuous corner, leaning against a stone pillar, letting the gazes and footsteps pass before her. She didn't push forward or look around.

Unlike the Inner Disciples who were completely at a loss, like headless flies desperately searching for a lifeline, Xiao Xi'er had a much clearer goal.

That was because, compared with everyone else, Xiao Xi'er had a clearer understanding of her own talent for cultivation.

Among the first batch of Great Yan citizens to arrive at Luoling Sect, six were members of the Great Yan imperial family.

Of those six, five had been personally chosen by the Great Yan emperor, Xiao Jue.

The only one Xiao Jue hadn't chosen was Xiao Xi'er.

Xiao Xi'er was Xiao Jue's most beloved daughter. There was no one else he loved more.

Xiao Jue had never intended to send Xiao Xi'er to Luoling Sect. He knew the sect had demanded ten thousand children from respectable families from Great Yan because they wanted enough hands to perform labor for them.

How could