Kaoshan Sect.
By now, Kaoshan Sect had many disciples. They were all beings born in the Primordial God Realm, nearly all of them first-generation, and each one had an absurd level of talent, aptitude, and comprehension.
Hua Changsheng was the strongest among them. Even facing a group of freakish first-generation beings, he remained invincible in every respect, able to defeat them all with nothing but his fists.
Among the younger generation, only Xia Kaoshan, who had been born before him, was worth challenging. But the two had yet to fight.
Not long ago, Kaoshan Sect had recruited another batch of disciples, all young geniuses selected from across the Primordial God Realm.
Today, the one in charge of teaching them was none other than Tian Feixue. She smiled brightly, her wings pure and holy, and carried an otherworldly air.
The first lesson for new disciples was naturally Survival Dao.
"The Great Dao of Survival is broad and profound. As the saying goes, a tall tree catches the wind. Those who die first are always the ones who love showing off the most. So, if you want to live a long time, you have to learn to keep a low profile—that's what ordinary people call being discreet."
Tian Feixue held a scroll and earnestly taught the newly admitted children. With her smile, her holy aura, and her nearly flawless appearance, she left the boys below staring at her in a daze.
But these boys were all prodigies, and they quickly came back to their senses. They had already encountered the idea of "keeping a low profile" that Tian Feixue was teaching; the teachers in their hometowns had taught them the same thing.
Still, some of them had doubts.
"What if someone provokes us? Should we still hold back?" one of them asked.