Sect's Movements

White Cloud Sect, White Cloud Hall.

The various cultivators were stunned upon hearing this, their minds racing as they recalled the genius disciples within the sect.

Yet, they discovered that there was absolutely no impression of such a person in their memories.

Even True Person Huang, who had met him twice, could not recall who exactly Cheng Buzheng was!

Because whether in Trial Valley or on the Heaven Escaping Boat, he had only cast a single glance his way!

Although he had seen Cheng Buzheng's appearance, he did not know his name.

Therefore, he could not connect that unremarkable cultivator to the name Cheng Buzheng!

Meanwhile, Sect Leader Fang, standing with his head bowed below, was inwardly horrified.

He was crystal clear about every Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator in the sect.

Because every cultivator who advanced to the Foundation Establishment Realm had to process all their paperwork through his hands.

Thus, Sect Leader Fang knew exactly which cultivator Cheng Buzheng was.

Thinking of this, the image of that handsome young cultivator could not help but surface in his mind.

He envied him in his heart:

I never imagined that in less than a hundred years, a cultivator who had just reached the Foundation Establishment Realm would actually advance to the Golden Core Stage.

In the future, I will have to respectfully address him as Martial Uncle!

Sect Leader Fang did not mind this title; the rules of the Cultivation World had always been this way!

What he envied was Cheng Buzheng's breakthrough.

Calculating the time the other had joined the sect, he himself had been at the moment of attempting to break through the Golden Core Realm bottleneck.

Afterward, he failed the breakthrough and suffered severe damage to his vitality!

He had spent decades recuperating, and in order to ensure