,God-grade Cultivation System!
I Was Not Wrong
Among the restriction-cultivating disciples of the Ten Million Great Mountains, anyone qualified to enter the inner sect had attained an extremely high level in the art of restrictions. Few ever came to the outer sect in ordinary times.
Although many of the restrictions in the Ten Million Great Mountains had to be learned bit by bit from the outermost areas,
the division between the inner and outer sects was not much different from that of ordinary sects and factions.
Before they could marvel any further, Qin Shaofeng left the outer sect under Long Xin'er's guidance.
"Did those senior brother and sister just head for the outskirts?"
"Isn't the outskirts where Named Disciples study?"
"Did you notice?"
"Notice what?"
"That senior brother was wearing casual clothes."
"What does that mean?"
"Are you stupid?"
The speaker viciously slapped the questioner on the head and snarled, "Did you really forget the sect rules, or are you messing with me? Don't you know that only Core Disciples are qualified to wear casual clothes?"
Everyone who heard him froze.
Watching the two figures recede into the distance, they all widened their eyes.
What set the Ten Million Great Mountains apart from other factions was that, without an order from the Ten Million Great Mountains, no one could leave at will.
Although Qin Shaofeng and Long Xin'er were heading toward the outskirts, no one thought they were preparing to leave the Ten Million Great Mountains.
For a time, opinions flew everywhere.
Perhaps because nearly thirteen years had passed, most Outer Disciples had already forgotten Qin Shaofeng, whose understanding of restrictions had not been particularly profound.
Of course, there were no absolutes in anything.
While voices rose throughout the outer sect,
a young man in tattered clothes stared at the