At Clear Pool Mountain, Ye Qingnian finished setting up the formation, then sat in the main hall and waited quietly.
Though they had remained in contact with the mortal world over the years, fearing interception, they had not communicated much. Sometimes, they only exchanged a few words at a time.
Thus, he still wanted to learn more about the mortal world, which would help with his future arrangements in Red Ginseng Prefecture.
Following several soft footsteps, Tan Sujing arrived with two people.
The two wore ordinary robes, but their cultivation was far from weak—one was at the Nascent Soul Late Stage, the other at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
Ye Qingnian recognized neither their faces nor their auras, and both wore highly guarded expressions.
Yet precisely because of that, Ye Qingnian was reassured.
"Uncle-in-law, these are the two who wish to join our Clear Pool Valley," Tan Sujing said, still somewhat wary.
Clear Pool Mountain had only announced its recruitment of disciples a few months ago, yet people had already come seeking entry—and Nascent Soul Cultivators at that. He could not help but overthink it.
"Uncle-in-law, I suggest sending them to the front lines when the time comes!" Tan Sujing added through voice transmission.
It was the best of both worlds he could think of.
It would neither tarnish the sect's reputation nor leave them vulnerable to these two causing trouble.
"I have my own judgment," Ye Qingnian replied through voice transmission.
Tan Sujing said nothing further.
"Why do you two wish to join my sect?"
"Reporting to Senior, the two of us were originally rogue cultivators from Willow Chancellor Prefecture. We have suffered too much hardship on our path of cultivation, and by now, our tempers have been worn smooth completely. We heard that the Tan Family had established