"That would be excellent. An old friend of mine is an elder of Luo Fu Mountain... Just say that I recommended you, and he will surely take you as disciples."
White Plum stroked his beard as he spoke.
Aaron nearly lost his temper on the spot.
He had indeed heard of Luo Fu Mountain. It was famed far and wide, known as the foremost great sect among the unorthodox paths!
Even Li Rubi had heard of its illustrious reputation back in the day!
It claimed to possess three thousand Great Daos, all passed on to those with affinity!
Thus, its standards for accepting disciples were exceptionally low. Anyone with even a trace of aptitude could enter its gates. It had hundreds of thousands of followers in the Eastern Sea, and its sheer number of disciples was said to be the greatest in this world!
Yet... most of those so-called three thousand inheritances were an incoherent hodgepodge, mixed with countless heterodox side paths and even evil demonic ways, none particularly profound.
For those so-called disciples, receiving even a single spell transmission was already not bad.
'Besides... their sect rules are extremely lax, and many disciples commit vile deeds... Luo Fu Patriarch also loves shielding his disciples. His reputation in the cultivation world is terrible...'
Aaron inwardly grumbled, putting on an ignorant expression as he swept his gaze over the assembled masters.
Qi Miaoyi's expression remained mild, without the slightest change.
Bitter Ascetic, on the other hand, showed a faintly mocking look.
'That mockery doesn't seem directed at me. Is he mocking Luo Fu Mountain instead?'
'Interesting.'
While Aaron was observing in secret, Daoist White Plum shouted, "In that case, this old Daoist will trouble himself once more... and take you to Luo Fu Mountain."
The moment those words were spoken, Bitter