Blood Shadow's intelligence was indeed impressive; Myriad Beast Valley had been destroyed for over fifty thousand years.
A Mahayana Cultivator's legacy like the Shadow Sword Art would not easily end up scattered abroad.
Yet Zhang Dingming had recognized the Shadow Sword Art at a glance. It seemed Blood Shadow still knew something about Myriad Beast Valley's legacy.
Since he had already spoken and agreed to let Wang Degong serve as a candidate elder, no one else had any objections.
Wang Degong cupped his hands toward Zhang Dingming. "Many thanks, Great Elder."
Seeing how proper his manners were, everyone was quite satisfied.
Zhou Luan said, "Degong, from now on, cultivate under Steward Wu.
"Do not be fooled by your decent talent. In a true fight to the death, among Blood Wolf cultivators of the same realm, there are plenty who could kill you."
"This disciple shall heed the Shadow Master's teachings."
Then he bowed to Steward Wu. "Disciple Wang Degong pays respects to the Steward."
Steward Wu nodded approvingly. "Victorious but not arrogant. As expected of a descendant of the Yan Kingdom's imperial house."
Wang Degong's matter was settled. Wu Xiang looked at the remaining nine Wang Clan disciples. "The spiritual root talents of you nine meet Blood Wolf's standards for entry.
"However, your strength must still be tested.
"If you can last half an incense stick under a Blood Wolf disciple of the same realm, you may join Blood Wolf."
The nine answered in unison. A Wang Clan disciple at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment then stepped forward, while Blood Wolf sent out a disciple of the same realm.
The Blood Wolf disciple drew a longsword and saluted with it. "Xu Yiming."
The Wang Clan disciple did not take out a magical artifact, merely cupping his hands. "Wang Tongyou."