Disaster of Erosion

No one knew how the Erosion had occurred. In fact, most people did not even know that this was an Erosion. Half an hour earlier, the sky had suddenly turned overcast, the clouds hanging so low that they seemed about to brush the top of Moon-Watching Tower.

"Why did it suddenly get so dark?" Xu Xuanling raised her head. "It looks like it's going to rain. How much longer until it's our turn?"

The steps below Moon-Watching Tower were packed with Cultivators.

They had all come to register.

To display their sects' prestige, many wore uniforms of matching colors. Gathered together as they were, the crowd resembled a giant palette, dazzlingly colorful.

"Once the blue, green, and black groups have finished registering, it should be our turn," A Hua said brightly.

"So you've been keeping track all this time. Good job." Xu Xuanling praised her. Though she had joined the sect later, she was older and had a higher student number, so she had always regarded herself as the senior sister before this pair of siblings. "Why didn't the Sect Master prepare matching outfits for us too? Everyone wearing whatever they want makes us look like rogue cultivators."

"Because the Sect Master is an immortal. Immortals don't care about that," A Jiu replied seriously.

"Ugh... Even if you believe in him, there should be a limit." Xu Xuanling muttered. "The Sect Master is very capable, but he has nothing to do with immortals. True Immortals can soar through the heavens and burrow through the earth, summon wind and rain. He's still far from that."

"You've never seen a True Immortal. How do you know he isn't one?" A Jiu said dismissively.

"I don't need to have seen one. Everyone says so!"

"Since there's no standard, then I think he is