First Meeting

They were still talking when—

Rumble—

A deep roar suddenly came from outside the hall, and the entire waiting area trembled with it.

"They're here." Feng Wuji sprang to his feet.

Lu Zhen turned to look.

At the far edge of the sky, an enormous black flying vessel broke through the clouds and slowly descended.

The Supreme Unity Mystic Sect's vessel had come to collect them!

"Let's go," Feng Wuji called.

The dozen or so people in the hall rose and headed toward the vessel.

Lu Zhen followed the crowd onto its deck.

The moment he stepped inside, he noticed how astonishingly vast the vessel was within.

There were already quite a few people aboard, too.

The Supreme Unity Mystic Sect's pickup route ran from the top down.

It had collected the higher-ranked small worlds first and worked its way down. Sumu City was the final stop.

Lu Zhen swept his gaze around.

Inside the spacious cabin, the passengers sat in distinct little groups.

He spotted several familiar figures at once.

Wu Tian!

Barefoot and wild-haired as ever, he sat cross-legged alone in a corner, eyes closed as he rested. Several people lingered around him.

Not far away, Ji Wushuang of the Primal Origin Realm also had a crowd around her.

Apart from those two, most of the people in the cabin came from powerful worlds ranked in the top ten, twenty, or thirty.

Lu Zhen withdrew his gaze and glanced at Feng Wuji, Shi Yan, and the others beside him.

The Heavenly Wind Realm, the Thick Earth Realm... and his own Nine Provinces Realm, ranked ninety-third.

Lu Zhen muttered to himself inwardly.

Doesn't that mean those of us who boarded at Sumu City are the bottom of the entire training group?

*The weak banding together? Looks like I've boarded