What moved him most—and had even led him to choose to help Qin Shaofeng—was not merely this.
One could not simply become an Elder Disciple.
Unless one's talent defied the heavens so greatly that even the patriarchs of the five great factions would turn green with envy and fight to claim them, an Elder Disciple could never emerge.
That was someone who, while still among the disciples, possessed the right to speak as an elder!
The five great factions!
Endless Mountain seemed to be one of them. They possessed the peak patriarch who had led the way to Cangming Realm back then, yet they had never produced an Elder Disciple, had they?
The other factions seemed to be much the same.
If Qin Shaofeng's cultivation could meet the requirements of an Elder Disciple and he graduated at the Great Power realm, then he would become one of Endless Mountain's next giants.
If he could build a good relationship with such a promising prospect, he would not find it regrettable even if he buried his life here.
As long as he did enough to make Qin Shaofeng remember him.
In the future, Qin Shaofeng would only need to casually mention his name once for his family and children to soar ninety thousand miles into the clouds.
What a profitable deal!
But the difficulties were not nonexistent.
He could command the people he had brought, but he had no right to command those from the other factions.
He gritted his teeth fiercely.
He still chose to approach the white-robed old man who had verbally insulted Qin Shaofeng.
The two discussed it for a long time.
Only then did the white-robed old man finally agree to his request.
With a single order issued,
most of the people from the ten factions were unwilling,