The disciples chosen by the Xuanyuan Sect for their outstanding talent were no fools.
Many of them came from major powers and great lineages, receiving elite educations from childhood.
Having only just arrived and knowing nothing of Chen Mo's true capabilities, they naturally would not rashly offend him.
Only fools would do something like that.
As for the remaining commoner disciples, they dared even less to provoke or test him.
Being able to walk shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Haoyuan, an Outer Sect elder, was not treatment an ordinary person could enjoy.
They did not dare offend him.
Compared with the new disciples, the Xuanyuan Sect's original disciples and the elders leading the group appeared far calmer.
Especially the other three Outer Sect elders leading the group, who openly scrutinized Chen Mo.
Their gazes varied.
"Don't mind them. These people mean no harm; they're simply curious," Zhang Haoyuan said quietly.
Chen Mo nodded to show that he understood. He paid them no mind and merely observed the Xuanyuan Sect's situation.
The disciples here were far stronger than those of the super sects in Great Zhou. At a glance, the overwhelming majority possessed combat strength at the Xiantian Realm.
Along the way, Chen Mo had noticed that the concentration of the Power of Heaven and Earth in the Xuanyuan Sect was high—more than five times that of ordinary regions—and this was only the outskirts.
Once one entered the Inner Sect, or even those few peaks belonging to the core disciples, the concentration would likely be even greater.
Without a doubt, this was a holy land for cultivation.
"A first-rate sect's mountain gate already provided such a tremendous cultivation boost. What kind of conditions must the super sects of the Central Continent have?" Chen Mo was somewhat curious.
He would surely have