Ah, people really drive each other to despair!
Qin Zhi sighed faintly. Like countless other disciples, he dreamed of apprenticing to one of the elders, but there was simply no hope.
Yet this Wu Shan had successively rejected the solicitation of one elder after another.
Compared to this, those of them who wished to apprentice might as well have lived their lives in vain.
Mm?
At that moment, Qin Zhi's eyes sharpened as he saw Su Mo open the courtyard door and walk out, holding a four-foot-wide wooden board with writing carved onto it.
What is he doing?
Doubt filled Qin Zhi's heart. He narrowed his eyes and watched as Su Mo hung the wooden board on the wall beside the main gate.
Then, Su Mo returned to the courtyard and closed the gates with a loud slap.
Wu Shan seeks a master and will only serve the strong. Anyone below the Paragon of the Supreme Realm need not disturb!
Qin Zhi stared at the writing on the board, softly reading it aloud. In an instant, he felt blood rush through his body, and he almost spat a mouthful of old blood.
This...
Qin Zhi was dumbfounded. Holy crap, such a thing actually happened!
In the Taisheng Branch, it had always been the elders who chose their disciples, but here at Wu Shan's place, it had actually turned into a disciple choosing his elders.
This Wu Shan actually looked down upon elders below the Paragon of the Supreme Realm!
That was the Supreme Realm!
To ordinary disciples like them, the Supreme Realm was a lofty mountain impossible to climb, a heavenly dome impossible to gaze upon.
What difference did Supreme Realm experts make to ordinary disciples, whether they were initial-stage or consummate-stage Supremes? They were all existences to be looked